PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[* Macey *]

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Thorn
Tom Cat
18 moons
Tags;Flarepaw
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"Well excuse me for wanting to have a conversation with a pretty she-cat."I flick my tail, refusing to return the cats hostile glare. I keep my own eyes calm. I take a seat, no wanting the fight to continue any longer. I curl my tail neatly around my paws, and I can't help but let out a purr at the cats bravery.

[deftonesly]

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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: By the Falls/ gorge
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Batpaw/ Thorn
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Normally she would have been full of pride, hearing a tomcat say those words, but Flarepaw hissed, not wanting to fight but not wanting to let their topic drop, "Who do you think you are? I can't be see fraternizing with a rogue!" The ebony she-cat trailed off then, going quiet for a moment before adding, her voice less angry this time around and more confused, "Besides... you're far older than me, tom. What ever would you want to discuss with someone who's at least half your age?"
Now Flarepaw was bewildered. Pretty? No. He must be trying to goad me or something... maybe he wants into the Clan. He's trying to manipulate me, but I won't let him! I won't let him!

[* Macey *]

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Thorn
Tom Cat
18 moons
Tags;Flarepaw
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I Sigh, standing up to leave. "I'm sorry if I offended you. And I'm not as old as you think." I start walking away, heading in the opposite direction of the falls. I had meant it when I said she was pretty, I just hadn't wanted it to slip out of me like that.

[deftonesly]

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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: By the Falls/ gorge
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Batpaw/ Thorn
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Ugh, now he's making me feel bad... Flarepaw thought, chewing her lip as he started to waltz off into the Wastelands. I want him to leave but at the same time I don't want him to. What by StarClan's maw is wrong with me? The ebony female made an effort to straighten out her fluffed-up pelt and unflatten her large ears, and with a little sigh, she trotted after the male and jumped in his path. Before she could stop herself, she meowed, blinking her pale green eyes, "Wait. I'm sorry for being rude before. I guess you aren't all that bad... And at least you weren't stealing prey. What is your name, rogue?"
Aware that she'd stopped him and that he'd probably want to keep talking with her, Flarepaw planted herself in his path and sat down on the warm desert floor. As she waited for him to respond, she glanced up at the sky. The sun was beginning its descent down the sky, already somehow, and Flarepaw knew that her father probably mused by now that she had sneaked off again. She'd have to go home soon - she couldn't continue to talk with this rogue all night. Well, the oriental shorthair had an alibi for her absence... she'd simply say she'd gone off with Batpaw to look for herbs. No need to mention the charming brown tabby before her.

[* Macey *]

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Thorn
Tom Cat
18 moons
Tags;Flarepaw
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I look at the cat in front of me, before taking a seat in front of her. "I'm Thorn." I meow, wrapping my tail neatly around my paws. "And if I gave you a name, I would appreciate one in return." I shake my pelt, some dust flying out of it from my earlier encounter with the dark tunnel.

[deftonesly]

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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: By the Falls/ gorge
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Batpaw/ Thorn
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Flarepaw was still wary, but tried not to show how she was slightly ill at ease. She licked a paw and casually drew it over one of her bat-like ears and meowed, "The name's Flarepaw. You know, because of how these babies stick out." The oriental shorthair then shook her head, causing her infamous ears to flap, almost winglike.

[* Macey *]

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Thorn
Tom Cat
18 moons
Tags;Flarepaw
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I laugh. "But I'd bet you have the best hearing in your... Clan was it?" As I examine Flarepaw, I can tell she is still wary of me. "There's no need to worry. If I wanted to hurt you, don't you think I would have done it by now?" I flick my tail back and forth, occasionally scenting the air to make sure no more 'Clan Cats' would come at me. I'm pleased that the Flarepaw is warming up to me. I feel as if I've been alone forever.

[deftonesly]

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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: By the Falls/ gorge
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Batpaw/ Thorn
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Flarepaw purred, lashing her tail and putting a paw to her chest in mocking modesty, "Well... I guess you could say I do." She then blinked at his last statement, narrowing her eyes slightly. "I was wary of you at first... but now it's less you and more so what my Clanmates will do if they find you here. We don't like stranger here - nor do we often take kindly to them. My father will have my ears, best hearer in the Clan or not, if I don't head back home soon.."

[* Macey *]

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Thorn
Tom Cat
18 moons
Tags;Flarepaw
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I purr."Well, if you were named after your ears, and your father took them, would you just be paw?" I laugh at my own remark, delighted that I could actually make a joke with a cat without getting shredded ears for it. My eyes have a warm glow, and I can't stop the purr from rumbling in my throat. I wish I could feel this way all the time.

[deftonesly]

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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: By the Falls/ gorge
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Batpaw/ Thorn
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The oriental shorthair let out a laughing huff. "I suppose that would be the case.. Now, if you don't mind.. I really must get going. When can I see you again, Thorn?" She smiled, getting to her feet and shaking out her fur, which was coated with a fresh layer of dust.

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Scorchstar
Tomcat
Oriental Shorthair
Leader of DesertClan
Age: 36 moons (8 lives left)
Location: DesertClan camp
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Mossleap
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Scorchstar flicked his ears in acknowledgement before padding back to his shady spot to watch the other cats go about their business and daily routines as he always did. Flarepaw... this is a major test. I don't know if I can trust you... You're so close to becoming a warrior yet I don't know if I can make you one when you always want to look for danger. Please come back unscathed and on time - I'm counting on you! The thoughts were directed at the ebony she-cat, but Scorchstar knew they had a para of truth around them. If she doesn't learn to behave I'll have to hold her back from her warrior ceremony... The tabby mused as he settled back down and slid into the growing shadows.

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Hawkcry
Tomcat
Dark brown tabby
Warrior of DesertClan
Age: 19 moons
Location: The Wastelands
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Hailpaw and Snow
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Hawkcry could tell how much he'd surprised the rogue, and he snarled in glee, letting his tail go. With his claws still on the male's throat, the dark tabby meowed, coldly, "I'll ask again. Who are you and what do you want-" He didn't get the chance to finish.
Suddenly the tom's paw came flying up at the brawny warrior's face, and, instinctively, he yanked away from him, letting him up. Only after did he realize that it was a mere trick to throw Hawkcry off-balance, as he felt hardly any pain - there was no blood, nor were his eyes missing. Then, quick as a snake, he kicked the dark tabby in the belly, pushing him further away. Snarling against the blunt kick and the slight slap he'd given him, the dark tabby pulled a move that he'd often seen Flarepaw do - he faked a lunge at the rogue, acting as if he was going for his throat, but changed direction right as he neared the snowy white imposter to attack his skinny shoulder. Hissing with newfound rage, he sank his teeth into his adversary's shoulder and clawed at his hind leg... feeling the terrifying thrill of the fight rush through his veins and his need for blood to spill flood him.

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Noeyes
Blind she-cat
Russian Blue
Elder of DesertClan
Age: 87 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - by the Oasis lake
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Foxfoot
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Noeyes noted that the cats around her had gone back to their usual chatter, and that Rattlestorm and Sandystrike had moved on to talk with other cats. She'd zoned out on what Scorchstar had said to end his talk with the rogues, but decided it didn't matter. However, she turned her head to face Foxfoot when the elder babbled about "some cats not liking newcomers". The Russian blue meowed, curious as to who he meant, "What ever do you mean? I can see some cats not supporting Scorchstar's decision but you seem to be pointing out some cat in particular." She snorted.