Goldstar did an evil chuckle. "You would just be hurting the kit, you know!"
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"I will..... come back... to KILL YOU ALL!" Goldstar wailed another threat to the cats around Shadowkit's body. Shadowkit came back and spat out the leaves. Her fur was still cinnamon and her eyes still crystal blue.
"Moan..."
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Shadopaw's pelt had changed from cinnamon to blue-gray, but her eyes stayed that icey blue. "Duststone, teach me something!" Shadowpaw had woken from a coma to get her apprentice name. But, the coma had returned and she had woken about an hour ago.
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Scarkit was practicing some battle moves while his mentor, Hornetstripe, snapped and growled, "TWIST, GOSH DARN IT, TWIST! Faster, you young kit, faster! What if we battled WindClan? You'll be too slow!"
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Shadowpaw, her ice gaze ripping into the nests, looked around. All around, cats felt half-afraid of her ice-eyes.
OOC: Will someone make a cat fall in love with her?? Please?
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Hornetstripe, a pale cat with black stripes, looked at Dustpaw. "Come here and face Scarpaw! I will mentor you for now! Let's see what you can do..." He narrowed his eyes at Dustpaw.
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Scarpaw batted at her with his massive paws, careful not to hurt her. He then slipped under her and reared up on his hind legs.
OOC: Sorry, but can it be a misunderstood, somewhat angry 'paw? Like Jaypaw!
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Surprised, he swiped a paw across her flank. He hadn't fell under her. His legs were strong enough to sustain the weight. As she rolled he pinned her down.
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Instead of being surprised, he hooked his teeth lightly around her neck. "Can't get 'way now!" his mew was muffled by the fur.
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Shadowpaw, sorry for what she had done, walked up to Duststone. Her eyes unnerved everyone in the camp. She didn't notice. "Duststone, I'm sorry I listened to Goldstar. She had seemed beautiful and nice and charming... She had walked me through her territory... in my dreams. Someone warned me... cats with stars in their fur."
(Sorry) Scarpaw couldn't see or hear her and now he was confused. He spun and turned, twisted and scented. Still nothing.
"You stupid kit! She is stalking you! Feel her steps!" Hornetstripes was seething with rage.
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"The leader said that as soon as Duststone heals, he'll be my mentor!" Shadowpaw was determined to make sure Duststone forgave her. She would do anything.
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Shadowkit stared at the tom. She was confused. Why was this tom wanting to talk with HER?
OOC: Does Tigerpelt fall in love w/ her? I think it would be okay.
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"Not really..." Shadowpaw hadn't gotten a mentor because none of the warriors wanted an apprentice with such odd eyes and such a bad reputation.
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"Just a second, Tigerpelt..." Shadowpaw bounded into the nursery and sat beside the kits. She took one from the slippery sack and placed it beside Pepperspark's stomach.
OOC: Be right back, guys.
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OOC: GTG bed. school tomorrow.

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Shadowpaw trotted around, a frown on her face. She hadn't been taught anything! Didn't anyone want her as their apprentice? It wasn't her fault she had gotten possessed! The cinnamon coat had faded, but the eyes had stayed. She sighed. No one would trust her anymore.
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Shadowpaw trotted up to Tigerpelt, fresh prey in her jaws. She sat and ate, not meaning to be so close to the tom. Her ice-eyes, as many called them, had lost some of their coldness and that made it bearable to look her in the eyes.
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Scarpaw was practicing his battle moves, being as quick as he could. His mentor hissed at him, "Okay, practice on ME next!" For some odd reason, there was rage in the mentor's eyes. He sprung, bowling over the apprentice. He clobbered the cat, and nipped him here and there. He nipped at his stomach, gentle enough to not draw blood. His blows to the flank of Scarpaw left him gasping, though. Hornetstripe finally backed away.
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"Oh, hi Tigerpelt." Shadowpaw suddenly looked sad, "What can I do to win the Clan's trust?"
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Scarpaw, wheezing and in pain, hobbled into the light to warm the small scratches his mentor had given him. "Groan..." Scarpaw's flank was badly bruised now, and his stomach was raw and soft, plus, his head was pulsating in pain.
Shadowpaw looked around. Her gaze was full of sadness and hurt. It seemed as though no one thought of her as a Clan cat, but as a rogue, welcomed into the camp. Why did they think she was so bad?
OOC: Check w/ Duststone, he is available.