"I'm sorry for saying all those rude things to you about still being a kit," Stormpaw mumbled awkwardly.
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The blade of the sword dug into Axel's side. He jumped out of the way and snarled at Corey while clutching the bleeding wound. He glared at his ex-ally before aiming to bring his sword up towards his neck.
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I narrow my eyes. "See, you're basically controlling my life again." I stand up. "I'm going to leave, and if you dare tell your eagle to drag me back here then I will murder you personally in your sleep." With that I turn around and break into a run.
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"Well, he seems pretty shaken up about the way they've been speaking to him," Melanie said, referring to Sam.
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Olivekit sat down on the mossy floor and curled her tail around her paws, forcing a smile as she looked at Walnut.
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Stormpaw suddenly smiled, something that he'd never done before. "Can you help me get up?" he then asked. His legs still felt pretty weak.
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Hero grinned at the memory, then he nodded in response to what his district partner said about what she had figured out Vox's weakness was. "I suppose I'm the only person in this whole training center that sucks at climbing, though," he mumbled, wanting to facepalm himself.
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"I...I don't know..." Courtney whimpered. Her legs felt really weak.
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The red-head giggled. "Yeah, I suppose that's true."
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Stormpaw placed his paws on the ground when she pulled him up. "Okay, I think you can let go now," he mewed, a bit unsure.
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Axel barely felt a thing as the sword plunged into his chest. He stumbled backwards and stood as still as a statue for several painstakingly long moments. The last bit of strength he had within him allowed him to glare menacingly at Corey before he toppled over onto the rocky surface of the earth, the weapon protruding out of his heart. The Career's cannon fired loudly and rang throughout the atmosphere. He lay there limp, his face still twisted in a scowl. He had died as he lived.
Krystal, meanwhile, had moved against the wall of her cave and was staring at the Career's corpse with widened eyes. Then, out of nowhere, she leaped to her feet and threw her arms around Corey. "Thank you..." she whispered.
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Olivekit looked at Mousekit. "What have you showed him so far?" she asked kindly.
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OOC - okay, tell me when you're ready to do that (:
Stormpaw almost fell over but he managed to balance himself by sticking his tail out. He tried to walk, when he realized he was limping. "I think I sprained my paw on one of the river stones," he said. As he put weight on that paw, pain shot up through his arm and he winced.
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The tom nodded slowly. "I come here quite a bit, though only during the night. My black pelt blends in with the shadows." He chuckled softly. "Well, I am from ShadowClan."
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Olivekit stared at him. A quiet purr rumbled in her throat. "It's fine, I accept your apology," she meowed, twitching her ears.
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Hero patted her on the back. "I was never the best at archery, either," he said, trying to reassure her. "I normally prefer tridents or throwing knives. Or swords, those work too."
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OOC - okay ^^
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Krystal sighed and ran a hand through her golden blonde hair. "I suppose you're going to leave me again," she said quietly.
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Olivekit stayed with the sleeping Whitekit.
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Krystal dipped her head obediently and sat down on the floor of the cave. "Scout's honor," she promised.