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[A-train]

Hawkfang waited impatiently for the other two to come in, flicking his tail. They could take an apprentice each - he had his eye on a dark-striped silver tabby she-cat and a dark gray tom - and then they would have to leave somebody behind to patch up the hole in the apprentices' den, and scatter their scent, so nobody coming into the den after the raid could notice their interference in it all.
Heartpound can probably stay and do it, he figured.

[wolverine♥]

Heartpound silently slipped in behind Hawkfang, her cold eyes piercing the dark and locking on the Apprentinces' sound asleep. "Okay," she breathed, scarcely audible. "Dante and Hawkfang smother them first, so they can't make noise. Take one, out each. I'll block the hole and try to hide out scent." She gingerly stepped over a dark tabby she-cat, where she sat down in the corner of the den. "Alright," she said, in other words, Get to it!

[A-train]

Dante nodded, and began creeping towards the silver tabby she-cat. He sniffed her.
"Ahh. Smells like slave," he sighed, grabbing a rock and turning her over so her muzzle was stuffed into the mossy nest - an excellent gag. Then, he whacked her over the head with it. "That's a sure concussion, but the Healers will treat it once we get back to camp." He picked her up by the scruff, dragged her out the hole in the den, and began padding away, staggering up the ravine.

Hawkfang crept towards the dark tabby tom, using Dante's rock. It seemed to do a good job with the she-cat, so he tried it with the tom.
No blood! Wow. Amazing! he marveled. It was hard to concuss the cat just right, seeing as how there was always the chance you could break the skull. Hawkfang had never seen something like that - yet - but one day, he might. He picked up the small tom, and lugged him out of the den, following after Dante.

[wolverine♥]

Heartpound watched her two clanmates quickly dispost the Appprentince's, her mood lightening. With a sneer, she crept out of the hole after Hawkfang and grabbed up a massive clump of fresh pine needles in her jaws. She padded back into the den and swiped the heavily pungent fronds everywhere, thinking, this will definetly do. She padded back out and sealed the hole with a rock, which she rolle dover with her paws. "Perfect," she muttered. The she-cat then dissappeared into the forest with a rustle of leaves. By now, Hawkfang and Dante had probably made it halfway through their journey. Heartpound had to catch up! She pelted through the forest, folllowing their scent trail closely.

[A-train]

Hawkfang was surprised when Heartpound burst out of the bushes between himself and Dante.
"That fast?" he asked. "I thought it would have taken you longer! We aren't even out of the Clan Segment's territory yet, and we still have half a day's journey to go, if we hurry!" He sighed. "This could take me longer than I thought. Luckily, these two new slaves won't wake up until at least dawn tomorrow! We can always subdue them again if we're still not back at the camp yet." Talking took up energy, however, so Hawkfang shut his mouth.

[longlive]

((Recap? Sorry i wasnt on, in china right now.))

[A-train]

(Umm, I believe that Heartpound, Hawkfang, and Dante are stealing slaves! O.O; Not much else has happened, though. ^.^; But I could be wrong? :O There's a recap on Page 51, and then another one... around Page 60? Ehh. )

[Gezza]

Doveheart lay in her cage bored. She hadn't been taken out in a while and felt lonely. She slowly groomed herself on the chance that someone would take her out and want her to look good.

Oakfur felt proud of himself for getting back to his cage without anyone asking why he smelled like he had eaten something or why he was so happy. He purred contentedly and dropped off to sleep.

(I know they are super short but I didn't really have much else I could say!)

[wolverine♥]

Brambleheart turned around to Jetstream, smiling. "So, this is basically the territory." He swished his tail around him, basically just pointing out the forest. "The forest is pretty dense here. There's everything from moles to thrushes. Bird-wise; there's Blue Jays and Quails too. You don't see those often though." He nodded at Redclaw, who padded by with a scrawny mouse in her jaws. "But since leaf-fall is coming, everhting's getting a lot smaller. Like when Redclaw passed by -- that mouse. They all get real small in leaf-fall and leaf-bare." He was only explaning this because he knew these two cats were rouges. Brambleheart knew that Rouges were always so plump; at least when he saw any, because they lived near twolegs. The prey that they usually caught was plump. Mostly beause they liked twoleg food.

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Heartpound nodded, flicking her tail impatiently. "Yeah, we didn't leave that much to cover up. And half a day's journey? Ugh!" She was dissapionted that it would take so long. It felt like she hadn't toutured a slave in so long..."I've always hated journeys," she growled. Heartpound had. She didn't usually venture out of Bloodclan territory often, and never liked travelling long distances other than going on slave raiding parties.

[splashfoot]

Dovepaw mumbled in her sleep, thrashing around as a nightmare engulfed her in it's depths.