_____________________________________________________________________________________________________Duskpaw
Duskpaw was lost in this world of black and white. It seemed so odd to be here, but somehow it felt strangely at home to him as he walked up to the edge of a black lake and stared down into the depths that only held the reflection of the moon above him. A voice called out to him, pleading, filled with hope, and yet it felt so far away from him as though it was the moon. Yet, he heard it and wished for it to pull him from this world, but only a mere shake ran though his body and he backed up a step from the bank as all around him the world seemed to fade. It was like a still river, that once he touched it, it would ripple away to show the underneath wonders of what it once hid. He blinked softly as he moved forward towards the edge, and moved his paw to see if he could touch the edge of the black lake.
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[Raccoonstrike({.zσкєтι.})[] Tom [] Mood: ~~ [] Location: New Camp [] Crushing on Wolfpaw]
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________Grinner
Grinner smiled as his son leapt at his leader, and tried to land an attack on her back, but failed when she twisted away to dodge him and twisted to face him. She told him to please stop in hopes that her voice might crack the wall that Grinner had created, but only a tiny shake was given by Duskpaw as he backed up a step to try to regain control of his body. Grinner was not though breaking his son yet, and with a grin he opened his mouth to give another order to his son that still shook and remained still. "Haha, whats wrong Eaglestar? Your words not enough? Oh, Duskpaw attack again my boy," he ordered with a small chuckle as Duskpaw ran at Eaglestar in hopes of ramming into her side.
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[none[] Tom [] Mood: Evil[] Location: Edge of the New Camp[] Crushing on a Cat in the Clan Sadly]
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________Lunarwing
Flicking her ears down to the tom, Lunarwing's body shifted slightly as he claws dug into the branch to keep her stable, and from falling off from the thin swaying limb. Her tail was straight out behide her, to keep her balanced as she leaned her head forward a few inches to peer down at her prey with her golden-honey like eyes. The tom seemed to be very agile at hunting that she noticed. He didn't stop to quit at his attack even when the vole had tried to go under the thorn-bush, and when he stuck his paw inside he managed to claw it out and kill it quickly before the prey could manage to get its bearings. After he killed it, the tom grabbed it in his jaws, padded over to a nearby tree and buried it under a few roots for a meal. She grinned softly at the tom's spot, and knew that later she could find a good meal that was hidden here. It didn't make her feel bad for stealing since she did it a few times already, but only that it somewhat bothered her that she might get caught for doing so and lose her chance at a clan. She didn't have the skills of a hunter from only watching, but stealing was her skill and perhaps someday she would learn if she watched cats enough or had a clan. As Lunarwing thought inside her mind, she didn't notice that the tom had caught her scent in the shifting wind. A young mistake she noticed, and silently scolded herself for such an error. Lunarwing decided then that she might as well face the tom, and with a sigh she leaped down from the tree to land on her paws with a small thud, and lifted her face to stare at he tom.
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[none[] She-cat [] Mood: Thinking [] Location: Edge of the New Camp[] Crushing on No one[] Tagged: Raccoonstrike]
[Sorry about that TCT, I didn't see it. Also, soon I will do something about Grinner, so we will see what happens since oddly I want to get rid of him to bring in a new tom to the clan. Lol. x3]
