Pinepaw's ear flicked, and she turned around to face her temporary mentor, a look on her face that said I wasn't doing anything! - with wide innocent eyes, and a mischievous smile. "Hunting? But - I'm not allowed to hunt yet - only Hunters are allowed to hunt outside of training." She blinked. "What assistance would you need me for, anyway?" The brown tabby apprentice smiled, swiftly changing the subject. She hadn't said she wasn't going to go hunting - just that she wasn't allowed. And that's true, isn't it? So, I'm not lying!
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So, uh... Has anything important happened recently?
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Deathpaw blinked, shaking his head, and spattering droplets of blood on the ground. "Look. It doesn't matter, but we need to find burdock. My mentor can assess us better at camp, but for now, I'll have to do. Come over here." The apprentice was looking at Cherrytail, or where he thought Cherrytail was. There was too much blood in his eyes for him to tell. "I think one of them must've bitten me on my forhead or something. My eyes are filled with blood" He murmured, squeezing his eyes tight shut.
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Bouncepaw also looked confused. "Uhh... nope. Haven't seen her. Not since this morning."
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Cool! Do you think that they should meet when she is tresspassing on ShadowClan territory - sort of short-cutting through to better hunting-grounds or something? If you have any batter ideas, please tell me :)
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Sure! Do you wanna make the thread, or shall I?
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Pinepaw's ear flicked. She wasn't beaten yet. "But, if I was hunting, then wouldn't I have something to show for it? Prey, perhaps? If you talked to Dragonheart, you'll know that all that we did was find a fox. I never caught any prey."
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Sammy looked around at the cats cowering in fear and grinned. "It's just a housefolk. They won't hurt you." He padded calmly out of the slave's den, and looked up at the human, purring. "Hello. And what's your name?" He mewed clearly to it, The way older cats would talk to him, or a kit. "I'm Sammy. Are you lost?"
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Sammy glanced over his shoulder. "Don't worry. I've done this loads of times before. Although usually they were on the hard grey ground, but the principle still stands."
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The thorn bushes rustled as the slender brown tabby stepped across the border. Her head turned from side to side as she scanned the nearby undergrowth for cats. Specifically ShadowClan cats. Kithera wasn't in the mood to have her pelt ripped on her shortcut through to her new den. The tabby narrowed her eyes, then let a small wordless meaiow out into the forest, listened for a moment, then padded deeper into the territory. It wasn't like she was the only non-Clan cat that used this path - she often smelt loner- and rogue- scents here. Althjough, they were usually hunting. Kithera had more sense than to bother herself with this prey. There was much easier pickings where she was headed, anyway. There always were.
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Sure I can!
If you fill out the form.
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The brown tabby turned her head, and looked the tom directly in the eyes. "Who, me? Oh, nothing. I was just passing through." She smiled, blinking at him. Kithera knew she was pretty, but she wasn't interested in anything serious yet.
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Sammy was. He purred as he heard the human voice was friendly, and stretched his head up to the hand, rubbing it's fluffy fur against it. "Good boy. Yes. Good boy." He purred, waving his tail in a friendly way.
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Kithera nodded, sweeping past him, deeper into the territory, and letting her tail flick the tip of the tom's nose. "I'll just be on my way then. Oh, and by the way? My name's Kithera." She purred, and darted away, letting the undergrowth envelope her.
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Ooc: Sure.
Ic: Sammy reared up, and kneaded his paws against the human's leg, purring. After a couple of moments he dropped, and glanced around, grinning at the She-catpowerClanners. "There's nothing to worry about. Are you sure you're gonna stay hiding? He won't hurt you, he's friendly!"
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Kithera grinned as she watched him leave, hidden as she was by the greens and browns of the undergrowth. She stretched, and shook her pelt, cocking her head on one side, and nodding. She padded a few tail-lengths out of ShadowClan territory, slipped under a bush, and curled up, closing her eyes. I'll continue on my way tommorrow. It can wait a day.
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Sammy grinned, and waved his tail at Goosepaw, mewing pointedly to alert the attention of the hunter.
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Pinepaw scowled. "You don't know everything." She mewed sulkily, before padding off to Shimmerspark. "Ares says you have a job for me..."
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Kithera twitched sligthly in her sleep, chasing dream rabbits across the forest.