Posts by WhiteShadow5

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    Tyler watched her wade into the water; the sun reflecting off the water unto her face and the breeze flowing through her hair. He was reminded how much of a love-story movie this looked like and scrunched his face at thought.
    "Hey Hunter," he whispered out of earshot of Sonya," I dare ya to splash her."

    Whiteshadow shuffled his paws and was tearing some grass out nervously. He glanced around the group rather unsure all of the sudden. He wasn't sure why Starclan would choose a cat like him. He was content with the way he was and didn't exactly want to be a hero like Firestar or Brambleclaw before them. He would rather go about his warrior duties and live by the warrior code. But if Starclan had chosen them; then who was he to deny them. He sighed as he made up his mind and looked at Eaglepaw with determination.
    "Alright. If Starclan wills it then I will comply," he said unwavering.

    Tigerheart paced more slowly as his anger began to fade. He finally sat down with a huff of annoyance. He stared at the ground trying to find some sort of plan that could lead him back into the favor of his clanmates.
    "There must be something I could do to expose the treacherous fools," he said aloud but mostly to himself," if only I could figure out what."

    Tigerheart flicked his ears in response as he sat wondering for awhile.
    "Agh, I can't think of anything. If there was only a way to expose that they were stealing prey from other clans...," he snapped his mouth shut and looked around warily hoping that no one else heard. He then turned to Kindleheart," they blamed me for stealing prey and I didn't. But of course they all put the blame on me and I got in trouble,' he snarled quietly.

    Shadowmist twitched his ears in slight irritation.
    "You can't just walk in and sign up for these things," he mewed impatiently," you actually have to born here. If you really think you are then the medicine cat would have to ask Starclan if you were and even then the leader might not take you."
    He made his way towards the leader's den.


    OOC: do you want to role-play the leader or shall I?

    Whiteshadow yelped and furiously tried to rake Shockstripe off of him. Then he felt something bash his head and turned his head to see Shadowclaw.
    "What?! I thought you were on my side," he hissed furiously," you're both gonna get it!"


    OOC: I don't mean to be mean or rude but how does Shadowclaw pick up the rocks? It just seems slightly unrealistic. ???

    Whiteshadow slept soundly that night and woke up really refreshed. He remained silent most of the preparation that morning. As the began there way he noticed the wolf was following them and he narrowed his eyes distrustingly.
    'Are we really gonna let this hound follow us," he asked nervously.
    Then he was listening to Shadowclaw's and Sootpaw's conversation. He turned to them calmly.
    "In due time Sootpaw. We should probably talk to Midnight and see what the stars say bout this cat," he meowed," and hopefully they can get rid of the dog following us," he muttered under his breath.

    Flamepaw snuck out of the apprentice's den. He went sideways away from the entrance and sat down to begin nervously licking his fur flat. He was determined that he wanted to sneak out. Just for the sake of it. He couldn't possibly get caught he tried convincing himself. Even if he did; the punishment couldn't be that bad. He shook his head clear of his mind's bickering. Then with a deep breath he began padding forward towards the camp entrance.

    Firedawn was hunting northward of the camp and found a few rabbits. He shooked his ruffled fur from the wind and debris. He gave himself a few swift licks to flatten it when he caught a strange scent. He immediatly went into a cautious stance, his gaze darting back and forth across the plains to find the source. He quickly found a group of cats padding in his general direction. He bolted towards them, fur bristling.
    "Stop," he yowled," this is Windclan's territory. You need to leave."
    The group of strange cats stopped. A single elder cat padded forward and dipped his head in greeting.
    "We have come to ask for help," he said in a strange accent," the Tribe of Rushing Water once again is being hunted."


    OOC: This thread will have somewhat of a spoiler alert if you haven't read the books.

    Flamepaw cringed and looked at the ground guiltly. Then immediatly perked up again.
    "No, I'm training to be the best deputy," he said excitedly.


    Barkpaw who had overheard and come running almost barreling into Flamepaw.
    "No I'm gonna be the best deputy," he complained.

    Tigerheart narrowed his eyes. "I know of their hunting patterns for I used them. However, they always travel in a group. it would be hard to mask the scents. Besides they always have look outs. It's how they do it exercises the very word of caution," Tigerheart sighed," besides who would go with me when most of the clan rejects me at the moment?"

    Flamepaw who was too stunned at being caught had finally snapped back to reality.
    "Yeah, no queen is going to tell us what to do," he hissed quietly as he begun to leave again," c'mon she isn't out any more. We should dash for the entrance."

    Flamepaw continued sneaking forward without checking to see if the others were following. His eyes were fixed on the entrance and ears perked for any sound. He was edging closer and almost there.

    Flamepaw and Barkpaw both flinched in embarresment.
    "Well I'm good at both," Flamepaw said enthusiastically.
    "No your not! I totally beat you at both rounds we dueled," Barkpaw countered.
    Flamepaw narrowed his eyes but nonetheless conceded," he's right. But I'm a good hunter."
    "I'm a good fighter," Barkpaw put in," but no a good hunter..."

    Flamepaw followed the old cat and coming to the clearing he looked around warily. But nonetheless calmly sat down and wrapped his tail around his paws. He narrowed his eyes as he tried to figure out what the old cat was talking about.