Posts by tyebean

Swiftpaw smiled, "Wow, I want to do that!" he exclaimed, "Can I try now?" he asked, sitting back down.

Flower nodded at the wolf. "Your a good boy." she smiled, crouching down on her knees to look Husker in the eyes. "Well, my name is Flower. I guess were looking after each other, now." she smiled.
Flower jumped in supprise as she herd Izzy. "Hay, wolfie, did you hear that too?"

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Swiftpaw crouched down like before, his front paws dangled and his back claws gripped. He waited a few moments, seeing a small splash. He waited another moment, the fish slowed. Swiftpaw stared at the fish, and less than a heartbeat later both his paws shot into the water and in between them was the fish. Swiftpaw, before he could act, swayed forward slightly, but his back claws kept him in place. He tightened his grip on the fish, killing it with his claws.
Swiftpaw dropped the fish on a mideum sized rock. He smiled in pride.

Flower lifted her hand over her eyes, shadowing them from the sun. "Oh, Wolfie, I found it. Over there..." Flower pointed not too far away, behind a tree or two, a girl trieng to put a tent together. "You wanna go cheak it out?" Flower asked her new companion.

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"Um, Sure, but to be honet, it's really hard. Plus you'd have to met with your leader and ask him, or her." Spottedtail replyed. "Im in Riverclan, and, well, Im in and out. For a moon or two, im out travaling. For a moon or two, I am in Riverclan." he added. "You won't see your clanmates as much, and sometimes they will make fun of you." Spottedtail bent down to pick up his fish. "It's worth it for me."

Flower followed, curious. She took her sholder bag off and looked through it as she walked. "I think I have something in here that might..." she hummed. Digging around and pushing things aside in it.

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Swiftpaw nodded, gently picking up his fish, too. He followed his mentor. "Thanks, that was so much fun!" he looked up at Willowpelt, happy.

Flower waved to Izzy when they were close enough, looking up from her bag. "Helloo." she called.
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Swiftpaw dropped his fish off too, and cheerfuly said, "Now, now, now!" his ears were flat agenced his head with exitement. "I don't want to be a drypaw, I wanna learn how to swim." he said boldly.

Occ: Nummy Steaks in the ground. X3

Flower leaned agenced a tree, looking in her bag. "I think I have a rope in here." she tolf Izzy, "And you could use this rock to put that steak in the ground." she added, her right fot was resting on a large rock, big enough to use as a 'Hammer'.

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Swiftpaw followed. He skitted to a stop on the pebbles before he fell into the river, like before. He suddenly looked horrified. "How are you supposed to swim, anyway?" he asked, nervous.

Flower looked as if she had an 'Aha!!' moment as she pulled out a rope. One was long and thick, and was was short and thin, a needle and string type of string. "Hay, Wolfie, how about I make you a collor, so I wont loose you?" she smiled, she passed Izzy the long thick rope for her tent.

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Swiftpaw nodded, he moved down the river slightly where the river became a 'shore' and he could walk in with out having to jump in. When Swiftpaw's pads touched the water, his bones turned to ice with nerves. "I don't know about this..." he blurted.

Flower laughed, looking up. "There is no exit, silly." she giggled. She was using the small string to tie cloth together, trieng to make a collor for Husker.

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Flower remembered something. "Oh cr*p. I forgot my backpack. It had sandwiches and everything!" she exclaimed, putting Husker's collor on the large rock and stood up, looking over to where she met Husker, to see if she's left her backpack there.

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Swiftpaw nodded slowly and took a few more steps in. Now the rushing water soaked his soft belly fur, makeng him siver slightly. "So, you said I have to pretend to run?" he asked, takeing another step to deeper water.

Flower saw a fimiliar, bright pink looking thing behind the log she was sitting on. "Hay, Wolfie, I found my pack!!" she exclaimed happily. "Wanna help me get it while the girl with the tent comes back?" she asked, shadowing her eyes with her hand.

Swiftpaw nodded, he stepped in a little farther untill his paws no longer touched the river bottom. For a split second, he paniced, thinking he'd be sewpt away by the river; Swiftpaw remembered running. He moved his legs in a rythem, makeing sure no to go too fast. All he really cared about was not letting his head go under water.

Dexter, the boy Izzy had walked in on, opened the door. (If that's okay with you, I mean, you know.) "Next time... there's a thing... it's called knocking." he made a half smile, brushing past Izzy.

Flower followed Husker, "Thanks, buddy." she replyed to Husker's bark. "Oops. I forget you don't understand me..." she smiled.

Flower, when she got there, picked up her pink pack, when she turned around, there was a wolf there. "Are you one of Wolfie's friend-" she was intupted by it's growl and snarl. "Okay. I guess not." she murmered, frightened.

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