Their chat went on for hours, and it was getting dark. "I should go, But Hopestrike do you want to meet me here tomorrow?" he asked with his ears pricked and his tail swishing back and forth.
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Yes! She said yes! Well sort of. he thought. "It's date then. Oh, I mean See you to tomorrow Hopestrike!" he ran after humiliating himself. Date!? What was I thinking?! he thought after reaching home.
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Swiftheart woke up the next morning and went outside to grab a snack from the kill pile. Rabbit or Squirrel? he thought. Rabbit! he nodded to himself. Swiftheart laid down to chew on his meal. I better hurry up so I can meet Hopestirke. he thought. So Swiftheart got up and left to the pond.
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"I see you made it Hopestrike." he said.
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"Yes it was thank you. How about yours?" sh asked her politely thinking it was a game.
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"Ah, I see. Well... you look very nice to day." He wanted to say beautiful. But he knew it was going to be two weird.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Wolfkit[/size]
[size=5]Of BoneClan[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: vividaqua
Pelt: brown tabby
[/size]Traits: I am a a fluffy Tom with vivid eyes and youthful, kit-like features. I am very sensitive to criticism, but I never tell a lie.
History: My half-sister mysteriously disappeared when I was a kit.
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Swfitfeather was near a tree when a ginger she-cat stalked bye. He knew not to disturb her so he sat there quietly.
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Swiftheart started to blush. Majoirly!
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:) I'm okay with that. Is it okay that i'm lead fighter?
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"It's Swiftfeather of NightFireClan. Who's are you?" he asked.
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Awesome! thanks! :)
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"I'm here first of all I'm Crowfeather's brother and WindClan is my birth clan!" he growled. He pushed the she-cat of him. His silver sharp claws and green-silver eyes were ready to strike when needed.
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Okay I'll tell my... well I don't have any friends but I'll tell every one I can!
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She said no.
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Swiftfeather licks his black ruffled fur. "Listen I usually stay in the shadows. Crowfeather Isn't really a perfect brother. He always say's I'm not his little brother. So that's why I stay in the shadows. I usually come out at night. That's why I'm now going to a new clan." he mewed in anger.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Swiftstare[/size]
[size=5]Of HeatherClan[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: Green
Pelt: brown tabby
[/size]Traits: I am a a soft-coated Tom with vivid eyes and a scar down the side of the face, near the eye. I am very sensitive to criticism, but I honor and respect my elders, always.
History: My brother was killed by a cat from The Skulls. I will have revenge one day.
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Swiftfeather calmed down. "It's fine. I just hate it when I get pounced on. But I know your name, Yellowclaw, Right?" he asked wanting to have a friend.
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"Swiftfeather," he let out a laugh.