Posts by thornnose
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can i join?
warrior name: falconwhisker
rank: Deputy
gender: tom
Pelt: Black long fur
eyes: green eyes
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ooc: cool, i'll start role playing then.
ic: falconwhisker stalked through the field. He was slowly approaching a grey rabbit, as they always are grey. He quickly pounced on the his prey, killing it quickly and painlessly. He then picked it up and clamped it neck tightly with his jaws. He padded back to camp with two fish and one rabbit. He lay them gently in a small dip in the ground by the cave entrance, the fresh kill pile. There was only a few other pieces of prey in the fresh kill pile.
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ooc: why am i the only boy in the clan? O.O
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ooo, i like it! :3
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ic: Falconwhisker sat by the water spring which was in a small dead end tunnel. The water there was fresh and was very energising. There were lots of legends which involved that spring. But sadly the cats that starred in it got lost in the caves tunnels, and they were never seen again.
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falconwhisker heard Waterstar's troubled sleep. So he padded over to her and asked her,
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"When!?", he leaped to his paws and gazed at her wide eyed in shock.
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"And it show you anything? Did it warn of anyone else being killed? What will be the killer?", Falconwhisker stuttered, as he became more and more paranoid about what was going to happen to his clan. His heart was pounding out of his chest, and he was gazing wide eyed at Waterstar.
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"Sorry ashpaw, this isn't a good time.", falconwhisker narrowed his eyes at ashpaw, giving him the sign to leave them to speak privately.
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falconwhisker got to his paws and padded past ashpaw to follow waterstar into her den.
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Falconwhisker then dipped his head and slowly backed out of the den. He then rose his head and gazed into waterstar's den with sorrow in his eyes. He then turned to the fresh kill pile. He picked up a fresh thrush and carried it over to a leafy hollow at the side of the camp. He then lay in a pile of soft leaves and took a bite into the thrush. He was worrying a lot about waterstar. He thinks it was just a nightmare. But cats don't get nightmares like that every night, it was very strange though of a cat to get a warning that she would die soon.
Once Falconwhisker finished his thrush he got to his paws wearily and yawned, bearing glistening white fangs. He then tiredly padded over to the warriors den. He flopped down into his bedding and shut his eyes.
