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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2017 19:08:24 GMT -5
(Yeah. Glass is one of the cats with Flint and Claire is in Paw Print Isle so she’s far away)
Shinyleaf puffed out her chest. “They’re abrasive that’s for sure” she looked away and glared off towards the direction of the gang’s hideout. “At this rate we may need to move elsewhere to save our clan mates...”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 18:45:29 GMT -5
( @brambleclaw13 I'll have Flint return to their little camp place. We can rp Claire and her family if you want, too. )
Flint let out a long growl as the warrior vanished, but did not follow. He'd had enough of them for that day, and he needed to bring the hare he'd caught back to his cats. With a long sigh, the large rogue went and picked it up, hurrying towards the person's place. They had their camp situated in an abandoned twoleg den just by the park. He quickly clambered into the hole they'd dig under the fence and into the rather unkempt yard, filching as twigs grabbed and stuck to his fluffy gray pelt before he slipped in through the broken window at the back of the house.
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"We can't." Clifftail stated simply. "It's cold, and at least Fishthistle cannot be moved."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 18:55:00 GMT -5
Hearing the clambering sounds, Glass raced to the camp entryway to greet Flint. “Flint sir, are you alright?” Glass noticed Flint’s disheveled fur and looked back up at him. “Those cat’s again? The ones that call themselves clan or something?” His fur bristled.
Claire laid on the sand of the Isle. She stared out ahead, her eyes not leaving the lands just separated by water. She pawed at the ground and swished her tail imagining the types of cats who would be out there.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 18:56:45 GMT -5
Shinyleaf’s eyes saddened. “I...I know. I just...” she paused and held back the emotions building inside her. “I’m just worried” she finally said.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 19:07:20 GMT -5
"Yeah yeah I'm fine." Flint muttered, jumping down onto the floor, and dropping the hare as he looked towards Glass. "That Clifftail one left his land so hunt in ours... no respect for boundaries those cats..." Her growled, pushing the hare towards Glass. "Take this over to Bitty and her kits." He ordered, as he headed further into the house, trying to shake leaves and twigs from his tangled pelt.
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Blackbird crouched own, the bushy black tom's steps cautious as he prepared to sneak up on his littermate. It was nearing the time when their dad said they could explore a bit beyond the island, and he wanted to prove his stalking and tracking skills were up to par. Recalling to mind what his mom had showed him he hid himself by the reeds. With the snow and light colored land of the island, it was hard to mask his black fur, so he hoped she wouldn't notice him as he crept ever closer.
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Clifftail's tail was beginning to lash with slight agitation. "I know. We all are." He said in a low voice, flicking at the ground with his claws in frustration. "We'll get out of this somehow. We'll have to. And leafbare will be over soon." He tried to add hopefully, but his tone dodmn't sound very hopeful.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 19:26:51 GMT -5
Glass nodded and briskly took the hare to the molly, glancing at Flint as he walked to the area where the Protected stayed. Glass didn't care to stay there, instead preferring to walk around outside and practice hunting and fighting to make himself useful. Setting the hare down at Bitty's paws, he dipped his head greeting her.
Claire continued to stare out, her eyes glowing as the sun reflected off her light brown tabby fur. Her mind continued to run wild as she thought of a life outside the Isle. She got up and stretched her legs, enjoying the feel of the sand on her long fur.
Shinyleaf looked at Clifftail worriedly before looking away. She had lost her mate in their clan's destruction and she had little left but her daughter and sister. "I'm going to go and get some air" she said as she turned to go be alone for a bit.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 19:38:09 GMT -5
Bitty was watching her kits, who slept soundly by her belly. She looked up as Glass approached, and made a slight purring sound as she looked at the hare. "Ooo! Food." She said in a her usual light, small voice, sniffing it. "Flint's back?" She asked, frowning as she heard Flint's distant grumbling from across the room.
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Blackbird flinched, sinking further towards the sand, and wiggling all over. Gotta pounce, on't step on twigs, pounce! Blackbird thought, hurling himself forwards as he jumped at his sister. It made the reed rustle as he soared towards her, and he jumped so high and far he was afraid he'd land off balance.
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"I'll come with you." The young warrior offered, biting his lip. He worried about her heading off by herself, especially as she was still injured, if not as bad as a few of the others.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 19:54:24 GMT -5
Glass nodded. "He seems to be on edge from those clan cats" he stated, his voice laced with a bitterness. "Do you want me to get him for you?" he politely asked Bitty.
Claire stretched downwards and gasped as she saw a figure fly over her head into the shallow water. "Woah! Was that a bird? It was a big bird! An eagle? Hawk maybe?" Claire began to ramble as she padded over to the figure, but stopped realizing it was her brother. "Blackbird?"
Shinyleaf blushed slightly before turning to look at Clifftail and smiled. "I'll be fine really. I won't go too far I promise" she purred.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 20:03:06 GMT -5
"If he's in one of his moods, best leave him alone." Bitty said with a sigh, shaking her head. "If you like we can share the hare. He can take his share later, though he probably ate out while hunting. He usually does."
Agnes jolted awake besides her mom, which in turn startled Mewler, who let out a characteristic squeal. Bitty sighed, rolling her eyes from Glass, to the ceiling, to her three kits, as Skipper also sat up, blinking sleep from his dull green-blue eyes. "Morning sweeties." She said softly, suddenly looking tired. "Looks like we'll all be eating now, Flint brought a hare."
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Blackbird let out a rather bird-like screech as he landed in the water, but it was quickly muffled by water entering his mouth, causing him to splutter and cough as he came, gasping, back to the surface. "I lived!" He said after a second of coughing, holding up a shaky paw as if to keep Claire back from him.
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Clifftail stared at her for a few minutes, before nodding. He guessed she probably just needed some time alone. "Alright, if you promise you'll stay nearby. Don't go far." He said a bit sharply. "We don't want to get separated."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 20:33:07 GMT -5
Glass shook his head. “No thanks. You and your kits need the food and I can hunt for myself later” he politely stated as he nudged the hare closer to Bitty and her kits. Glass tried to always act like a leader and put the others in the gang first, just as Flint would do.
Claire giggled before padding over to check and make sure her brother was alright. She looked him over noticing no major injuries. “Are you alright? Did you hit your head?” She asked as she sniffed the tom’s forehead.
Shinyleaf nodded. “I promise” she purred and left to sit a ways away. She closed her eyes and curled her tail around her paws. Gingerclaw. Hailpelt. Sunpaw. I know you all are looking down on me in Starclan. I want to tell you i’m sorry. I wish you were all still here with me and it’s not the same without you all... I miss you and wish you the best. Opening her eyes she sighed and looked up at the sky, thinking to herself.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2018 17:35:36 GMT -5
"Are you sure?" Bitty asked, blinking up at him as her kits squeaked with glee and dove for the rabbit, making her wince as she felt scrambling claws hit her fore-paw.
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Blackbird felt his head, mumbling an inaudible complain to himself. "Nah it's fine. Just all wet." He hissed, getting up and shaking out his fur like a dog would after a bath.
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