Posts by ~Dawnfeather~

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    OOC. Coolio! :) :D



    IC.
    I weaved over and under the twisted roots of the Blackheart Rogue borderline. My black pelt keeping me hidden among the shadowy undergrowth. Silently and nimbly, I followed the she-cat who was also along the border of the Blackheart Rogue territory. She didn't seem to have noticed me quite yet, but I was still ready to pounce if needed. I paused behind a tree to watch what she was doing. I unsheathed my claws and pricked my ears. I was Emberheart. I wasn't scared of anything.

    OOC. Cute avatar. :)



    IC.
    I walked through the tall grass growing in between the tall trees, searching for easy prey. I crouched to the ground as I saw some movement in the small bushes to my right. I stood downwind; they wouldn't smell me. I'm Dawnfeather, I thought to myself, I got this...
    I pounced.

    Mistypelt POV


    "Shhh!" I hissed to the other cats with me on patrol. "I see trespassers in our territory..." I crouched low to see if they would leave. I didn't want to fight if they were just going to leave. But if I ever caught them again, they're going to wish they hadn't come into our lands. My eyes narrowed as they walked deeper into the ThunderClan territory. "That's it!" I yowled and launched myself onto the back of a big black tom.

    OOC. Alley cat, rogue, no clan.


    IC.
    I strained my neck to see if I could hear what they were saying. I hoped I was standing downwind so they wouldn't smell me. But even if they did, I was ready... My muscles rippled under my dark pelt as I prepared to leap.

    Daema's POV


    I slid in and out of the dark underbrush and brambles, hoping the shadows were dark enough to hide me. My soft midnight pelt brushed against the thorns of a rose bush and I winced as one poked me in the side. Maybe I shouldn't've ventured this way. I backed out of the bush and sniffed the air.
    I was alone on my own-assigned patrol. I never really listened to any other cat but the leader, deputy, and myself. I opened my mouth to tasted the musty air and caught a whiff of another feline. A trespasser, I thought silently. I crouched low to the ground and went to investigate.
    I peered over a barricade of small rocks and pebbles and saw a she-cat. I prepared to pounce, my eyes widening with excitement. I always did love getting into cat fights. Pure adrenaline. And with that last thought, I pounced onto the back of the she-cat, trying to claw at her face.

    Tigerkit's POV



    I woke up to the feeling of something sharp digging into my body, and I saw the nursery getting father and farther away. I tried to squeal for help, but nothing came out. I wiggled around to see who was carrying me. They didn't smell like Shadowclan. Turns out, they weren't. Rogue, I thought. I swatted at the cat's nose, hoping they would drop me.





    OOC. Can Tigerkit be a girl?

    OOC. Cool, thx. :)



    "W-wh-where are you t-ta-taking m-me?" I stuttered. "W-who a-are you?" I tried to break free from their grip, but failed. I decided to give up squirming all together. It was too much work and too tiring. I longed to go back to ShadowClan.

    I sat down to think about this idea. BloodClan and ScarClan... how notorious! Why had this never occurred to me before? "That's some idea, Eaglekit," I snickered, a bit menacingly. "We could rule the forest... the town, the world!" Perhaps I was getting a bit ahead of myself. I smiled down at Eaglekit. I loved the way his mind brewed ideas.

    "Have you told anyone else?" I asked. It was a great idea, and I guess I had the urge to share it with the clan. I wanted to join with BloodClan. It would be great. We'd be so powerful! The other clans would be forced to abide by our rules. Things would be perfect...

    "I'll hold you up to that," I growled. "And if you don't carry through, I'll kill you." Yea, I was just a kit, I very well knew that. But I wanted back to ShadowClan. I curled up in a little ball, away from the rogue, and 'slept'.
    That night, in the dark, my eyes flashed open, and I crept out from beneath the bush. Silently, I padded away, following the scent, trying to get back to ShadowClan.