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Post by nightwhisper on Nov 2, 2014 3:18:50 GMT
The small tom stomped around camp angrily. Why did this have to be so boring? Wasn't it supposed to be, like, really super evilly fun? But no, at least not in THIS body. He couldn't wait until he could leave.
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Post by spottedleaf on Nov 2, 2014 16:20:28 GMT
Hawk watched Cody, her face expressionless. She hoped Terrorstrike would show up and then they could hunt or something.
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Post by nightwhisper on Nov 3, 2014 2:42:26 GMT
As if on cue, Terrorstrike appeared beside her. "Hi," he mewed.
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Post by spottedleaf on Nov 3, 2014 16:13:52 GMT
"Hey," she mewed, smiling at him. "Wanna hunt?"
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Post by nightwhisper on Nov 4, 2014 15:03:56 GMT
He nodded a little too vigorously, then, trying to appear casual, shrugged. "Ok," he mewed, as if it didn't matter to him. But it did. It really did.
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Post by spottedleaf on Nov 4, 2014 15:37:55 GMT
Hawk smiled and trotted out of camp, pausing to sneer at Cody and wait for Terrorstrike.
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Post by nightwhisper on Nov 5, 2014 1:12:44 GMT
He growled, unsheathing his now long claws. Cody used to file his claws down because he didn't want them so long and menacing. He wanted to be kind and gentle, basically the opposite of all BloodClanners. But now, this tom had been letting the claws grow, sharpening them every morning. He had also been getting in fights with the other BloodClanners, so a few shallow scars crisscrossed his body. He was starting to look like a true BloodClanner.
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Post by spottedleaf on Nov 5, 2014 1:59:55 GMT
Hawk raised an eyebrow at Cody, or whatever the cat equivalent of doing so is. He had been acting different lately. Hawk shrugged it off and beckoned Terrorstrike with her tail.
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Post by nightwhisper on Nov 9, 2014 5:44:42 GMT
Cody- or the cat inhabiting Cody- rolled his eyes. This she-cat wasn't worth it. None of them were. She-cats were all just weak, a waste of time. Pointless. Useless. He stuck his nose up in the air, muttered something to himself, and looked away.
Terrorstrike stuck his tongue out at 'Cody' (luckily Cody didn't notice- he did not feel that fighting toms was a waste of time. he would have gladly attacked Terrorstrike) and trotted after Hawk.
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Post by spottedleaf on Nov 9, 2014 15:56:17 GMT
Hawk glared after Cody and looked to Terrorstrike. "You lead," she murmured to him, gesturing with her tail for him to go first.
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Post by nightwhisper on Nov 10, 2014 21:50:16 GMT
He grinned and picked up his pace until he was just a little ahead of her. "Where do you wanna go?" he asked.
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Post by spottedleaf on Nov 10, 2014 22:08:54 GMT
She shrugged. "You choose," she mewed.
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Post by nightwhisper on Nov 16, 2014 23:02:09 GMT
He thought a moment and trotted on, swerving every few moments until finally, he reached his destination. It was a giant area full of trees with a little stream running through it. It was surrounded by a bright white fence. Terrorstrike leaped to the top of the fence, purposely kicking dirt at it, making it a shade of very light brownish gray. He grinned and waited for her.
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Post by spottedleaf on Nov 16, 2014 23:16:39 GMT
Hawk bounded after him and leaped gracefully up to join Terrorstrike with a grin.
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Post by nightwhisper on Nov 18, 2014 1:03:05 GMT
He now leaped down into the miniature forest with a smile as he scented the air.
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