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Post by Horselover on Apr 6, 2014 1:43:42 GMT
The seal point cat hopped through the forest hoping to find a place to spend the night, usually an abandoned nest. If he had any luck, he might catch a mouse. Lucky. Just like his name. He was called that because the 9-moon rouge had survived on his own with a major disability; Lucky only had three legs.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2014 1:48:23 GMT
the happy young warrior heard something and decided to check it out. "hello?"
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Post by Horselover on Apr 6, 2014 1:51:46 GMT
Lucky immediately was on high alert. He froze in his tracks, not even daring to breathe. "H-hello?" He asked. "Please- don't hurt me."
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Post by new account on Apr 6, 2014 1:52:22 GMT
[can i be your 'happy warrior' sister?]
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Post by Horselover on Apr 6, 2014 1:55:25 GMT
(? I'm a rouge. Ask miss Leo)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2014 1:57:09 GMT
"its okay! i wont hurt you,"
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Post by new account on Apr 6, 2014 1:58:46 GMT
[awenser me leo!]
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Post by Horselover on Apr 6, 2014 2:00:39 GMT
"Okay..." He replied nervously as he hopped into view.His shiny fur gleed is the spot of sun right across from the light gray she cat. "Who are you?"
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Post by new account on Apr 6, 2014 16:05:51 GMT
[lllleeeeooooo?]
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Post by nightlight on Apr 6, 2014 19:00:31 GMT
a splash of pale cream fur was shone as the burmese she-cat padded through the bushes and toward the open. it was rather odd for bushes to be seen within windclan territory, though in this area, there just so happened to be some to hide such beauty. okay. that sounded egotistical. especially for sap... but come on, surely everyone had positive views of themselves? shaking her round head, saplingpaw came more in the open, her lean figure more defined in the sunlight. her fur was a sandy color, though more a pale golden. she would flick her long tail, and look up at the newcomer with interest. a tom. and about nine moons, judging by his appearance. of course, the she had been wrong before. she padded closer, and smiled kindly. "hello," she greeted softly. "my name is saplingpaw, what's your's?" |
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Post by Horselover on Apr 6, 2014 21:57:54 GMT
"I- I'm Lucky. Saplingpaw is an interesting name,"He replied nervously. The tom wasn't use to other cats talking to him. Threatening him or glaring at him, but not talking to him.
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Post by nightlight on Apr 7, 2014 2:19:44 GMT
sap let out a soft laugh. "yeah, i guess." even though most of the time the overly tight apprentice would disapprove of rouges or any cat outside of clan life, she actually liked this cat. "lucky is an interesting name too." she said after a moment's thought. |
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Post by Horselover on Apr 7, 2014 2:24:21 GMT
Lucky hopped farther into the clearing, exposing his missing leg. Then it dawned on him. He had heard rumors of groups of cats that took on second parts of names. "Are you part of a clan?" he asked incredulously.
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Post by nightlight on Apr 7, 2014 2:31:43 GMT
"yeah. i'm from windclan." the she-cat replied. |
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Post by Horselover on Apr 7, 2014 2:38:01 GMT
"Windclan..."he mused. "Do you think... do you think I could join? I'm an okay hunter, even with... even with my missing leg,"he requested. Lucky wasn't sure if the pale cream cat would accept, but he had to try.
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