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[r e d.]

. s h a d e c h a s e r .
( tom ) ( no crush ) ( no kin ) ( warrior )
( tagged;; mistpool, hawkfeather )

"Ah, well.." he started. his tail twitching. "Maybe around five twolegs were there. mistpool had darted towards them, for reasons unknown, and we had to attack. hawkfeather hurt her paw, while we started leaving a twleg almost took them. I stopped the twoleg and continued." He thought a moment "that's about it " he sighed slightly.

. r u s h s t e p .
( molly ) ( no crush ) ( no kin ) ( warrior )
( tagged;; open )

the molly slid into the river in camp. her legs lazyily pushing her small frame forward. her whiskers twitching as she kept her head above water.

[The Little Reviewer]

Alaska.
20 moons old.
She Cat.
Kittypet.

Alaska squeaked and fur and whipped around to see the cats. "Oh, um, um..." She stuttered, not sure what to say. Her voice is quiet and soft, showing her lack of confidence. "Well, I-I just wanted to see the territory. It means a lot to me and my mother... and I have never actually seen it before. F-Forgive me!" She blurted out, her ears pinned back and her fur fluffed up in fear. Her ears went down to her paws and she squirmed.

[yeeee.]

Batclaw sensed the tension mounting; this she-cat was very submissive, perhaps to a fault. Keeping true to his word, the petite ebony tom didn't speak; but, his ears flickered noticeably at her stammering. It means a lot to yourself and your mother... why is that, kittypet?

Tagged ;; alaska, hawkfeather

[squids cx]

h a w k f e a t h e r
[ gender :: she-cat | rank :: deputy | crush :: none ]
[ tags :: batclaw + alaska ]

amusement lit her gaze but mixed with anger. this isn't free space now is it?! get out or else... she growled, unleashing her claws to show that she would attack. her fur still bristled but she knew that she was larger and better than this kitty pet. though she wanted to know why it was a lot to her and her mother. why is it a lot to you and your mother? has she been here before? she hissed, more gentle this time but still stern and dominate, she needed to know this information.






j u n i p e r h e a r t
[ gender :: she-cat | rank :: warrior | crush :: batclaw ]
[ tags :: shadechaser ]

she nodded slowly. that explains a lot... well I a glad you are all okay. I suppose hawkfeather will tell russetstar. she meowed gently. she layed down besides the tom, their fur not touching.

[The Little Reviewer]

Alaska.
20 moons old.
She Cat.
Kittypet.

Alaska nodded a little bit. "Y-Yes...back before I was born....she has not been here since she gave birth to me and my siblings...." She said. Her eyes flicked to the silent cat. Alaska could tell he had been thinking the same question the other cat had. She felt her nervousness growing bigger and bigger. Her tail was wrapped tightly around her paws, as it always was when she was nervous.

[yeeee.]

Batclaw had an urge to tell Hawkfeather to relax. Perhaps it was just him, but perhaps her aggression could translate to stress, and prick this kittypet's interest. Your probably overthinking it. Pushing the thought away, he pricked his ears, his milky gaze remaining fixated on the she-cat; he too was quite interested in the meaning behind her trespassing. Hearing her blunt explanation only sparked more curiosity. So she never returned. Why? Did she die, was she injured? Or perhaps... she knew a warrior here... forbidden romance? Feeling the stranger's gaze on him made his lip twitch subtly, but he kept his blind gaze on her regardless.

Tagged ;; Alaska, Hawkfeather

[squids cx]

h a w k f e a t h e r
[ gender :: she-cat | rank :: deputy | crush :: none ]
[ tags :: batclaw + alaska ]

she studied the she-cat greatly. she still stood up, leaning above her. why was she hear? tell me. but first, what is your name? she asked more gentle. she leaned back fro towering over the kitty pet. she wanted answers, though she would have to be some what friendly but stern enough. she flicked her tail to batclaw with a faint smile. this is batclaw, he is a medicine cat, and I am hawkfeather the deputy. she introduced herself and her friend. she knew not to be too friendly but not to stern, she needed these answers. and fast. she felt as if a stone weighing in her stomach. perhaps she knew some warriors... she will probably spill their names. or perhaps... no there isn't forbidden relationships. not in my clan... she thought. she stuck a fake smile on her muzzle to show greeting and friendship.






j u n i p e r h e a r t
[ gender :: she-cat | rank :: warrior | crush :: batclaw ]
[ tags :: shadechaser ]

she nodded slowly. that explains a lot... well I a glad you are all okay. I suppose hawkfeather will tell russetstar. she meowed gently. she layed down besides the tom, their fur not touching.

[r e d.]

. s h a d e c h a s e r .
( tom ) ( no crush ) ( no kin ) ( warrior )
( tagged;; juniperheart )

"probably." he mewed and put his head on his paws . "hawkfeather would rarely keep anything from russetstar, especially since its about the territory " he yawned.

. r u s h s t e p .
( molly ) ( no crush ) ( no kin ) ( warrior )
( tagged;; open )

the molly slid into the river in camp. her legs lazyily pushing her small frame forward. her whiskers twitching as she kept her head above water.

[yeeee.]

Batclaw inwardly relaxed. hawkfeather had relaxed, and she was basically speaking the questions that came to mind. Great minds think alike. As she made introductions, the lean ebony tom dipped his head, inwardly wondering of this she-cat would comment on his blindness, or perhaps even slip up and reveal some knowledge of the warrior code. "Greetings," he said, blinking his milky orbs in a rather odd yet inviting greeting, stepping a tad bit closer to Hawkfeather- so perhaps, he could signal her if necessary.

Tagged ;; hawkfeather

[The Little Reviewer]

Alaska.
20 moons old.
She Cat.
Kittypet.

Alaska looked unsure at first. She then decided it was best to cooperate. "A-Alaska. My mom n-name is Snow....she got lost the first time she came. But that is when she met my dad. He showed her the way back...." She said. She was careful not to give away too much. She would need to see how these cats would react. She shirted form paw to paw uneasily. She was not used to being around other cats, more or less cats she had just met. The tom seemed okay, though he had not said anything, and the she cat had suddenly become a little less hostile towards her. Still, she was not too sure about all this....