Duskwing sniffed the air for a scent. Smelling something, and not waiting for Coontail, she pounced on a small vole to the right. It squirmed and squealed, but she put it out of it's misery after taking a swift bite to the neck. She buried it proudly next to a nearby tree. "Wasn't that big, but it'll do!" she purred.
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UserName: Frostyi
Cat Name: Ghostpaw
Gender:Shecat
Rank:Apprentice
Look: White odd-eye (Green and blue) with scars over her hind legs.
Mate: None
Crush: Starrypaw
Kin: None
Kits: None
Personality: Ghostpaw is shy, calm, serious, intelligent, but has a low self-esteem
History: Clanborn, clanraised
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OOC: I have extremely low muse right now.. but you know.. YOLO.
Ghostpaw purred. "Good job. But I saw that a mile away, I let you have that." she teased. She padded ahead of Lionpaw and sniffed the air. "I can't smell anything, at all.." she mewed quietly. Suddenly, at the edge of her line of site, was a small chaffinch on a fallen log. It hopped around, poking at the wood. Once it turned it's head the other way, she lunged forward, grabbing it between her paws. Ghostpaw crushed it's head with her jaws and heard the satisfying crunch. "I shouldn't of done that, but it was so worth it." she mewed.
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No. Oh my gosh, that image of the cat's feet is my template for Google Chrome. Anyway, it does. When do we RP?
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Mmk. Wrote it down.
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"I guess it's a competition then." she murmured. She couldn't smell anything though, if her life depended on it. "Hmm..." she climbed up a tree and saw a squirrel on the ground burying something. She divebombed and unsheathed her claws. Once on top of it, she snapped it's neck with her claws and then buryed it next to the other prey.
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So. Much. FOULLLL.
In the first few minutes, Duskwing had already killed 5 prey and marked it with her signature: Biting the feet. To make sure he didn't take her prey. She stalked more and realized that she didn't know where she was. Duskwing sniffed the air and hurriedly padded to her prey. She gazed upwards and then climbed up a nearby tree. All she saw were trees and more trees! She climbed back down and decided to look for Coontail's scent trail. Once she found it, she grabbed her prey and hurried to him.
(I'm not going to make it dramatic, just low muse.)
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( Not calling her fat or anything? )
Ghostpaw laughed, and then stopped. "Lionpaw, what is it?" She asked worriedly.
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Low muse AND on an ipad..
Duskwing smirked. "I guess you won." She padded back to camp with her chest out.
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Lol. iPad keeps logging me off.
Nothin'. WAIT. What is going on?!
Ghostpaw quickly got up and smiled at Venicepaw. "Hey Venicepaw. What are you doing out here?"
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Ghostpaw quickly sat up and said a shy hello to Rainbreeze.
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"Th-that's not what it is!" She stuttered. Did she love Lionpaw? Is that what it looked like? And did Venicepaw love Lionpaw? "Wait, Venicepaw. Don't run."
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Satisfied with her catch, she let the clan eat first.
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Uh oh.
"Venicepaw, are you alright?" She asked, concerned.
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"No!" She screamed. "Venicepaw! " she ran alongside Hawkstar frantically, but silently.
(On my ipad, can't type much, sorry.)
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Ghostpaw sighed. "I bet she's sorry for almost dying on you, Lionpaw." She said sarcastically, and almost out of breath.
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"You're terrible." She mewed harshly. But she smiled to herself anyway.
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Can you change Ghostpaw to liking Bumblepaw?
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Secretly, Ghostpaw thought she was a drama queen. But felt bad and brushed throughout aside.
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Ghostpaw sighed. "Do you think she's alright?" She asked.