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Post by cheskat5 on Sept 8, 2011 21:26:52 GMT -5
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it's time to start the countdown
i'm gonna burn it down
[style=opacity:0.5; color:#6B0E0E;]9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun[/style]
| [style=padding:5px; text-align:justify;] FOXSTAR OPENED HIS MOUTH IN AN EXHAUSTED YAWN, his teeth glimmering in the lazy late-afternoon sun. Lazy was certianly how ShadowClan's leader felt right now, sitting around doing nothing while everyone else was working their tails off for their clan. it made him feel useless, and he loathed feeling useless. The big orange tom stretched, pushing his forelimbs in front of him as he leaned backwards. He yawned once more as he stood up, lashing his tail pointedly as he blinked his sleepy eyelids.
Foxstar padded slowly out of his warm, cozy den, and walked into the clearing. Everyone was out and about. tHe apprentices were doing every odd job they could, trying to bribe their busy mentors into taking them hunting or to the border. Queens were busy herding their kits left and right, keeping them out of the warriors' den, away from the fresh-kill pile, adn in the camp in general. Warriors who really weren't doing anything stood up with a jolt as they realized their leader had awoken from a nap. They knew all too well how Foxstar felt about lazy cats, and they didn't want to be caught in the act. Foxstar pretended not to notice them as he sat down in the clearing, his amber eyes glimmering with amusement. That was exactly the way Foxstar liked his cats; on their toes and ready to go.[/style] | [atrb=style,border-top:5px solid #000000;]tag(s): no one yet
word count: 234 words
notes: lalala all you kitties come and play with foxstar
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 8, 2011 22:01:51 GMT -5
OOC:: How do I use the table you made me? D:
Thistlekit silently crept out of the Nursery, leaving Featherflight to sleep soundly. The sun was high in the sky, and was bound to begin to sink soon. Warily, the black and white kit kept glancing over his shoulder to be sure that no one caught him.
He quickened his pace when he realized that he was actually wandering the soft-grounded clearing all by himself only to bump into something hard. He fell backwards onto his haunches and let out a yelp of surprise. His green eyes slowly glanced up at Foxstar, ShadowClan's huge, noble leader. "F-Foxstar!" he squeaked in fear. "I-I was just- I'll go back to Mother right now.." he whimpered, expecting the worst from the strict tom.
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Post by cheskat5 on Sept 9, 2011 22:03:54 GMT -5
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it's time to start the countdown
i'm gonna burn it down
[style=opacity:0.5; color:#6B0E0E;]9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun[/style]
| | [style=padding:5px; text-align:justify;] FOXSTAR EXAMINED THE CLEARING NONCHALANTLY, looking for something to do. He certainly wasn't expecting the small bump into his forelegs that surprised him so much he jumped right up. When he asserted himself that it was only Thistlekit, he sighed and sat back down again, pushing the kit away with one of his paws. THe large red tom groaned inwardly. Kits... Why must they be so irksome? Foxstar pondered as he looked down on the small ball of fur. He sighed and bore down on the small kit wit his amber eyes. " Hello, THistlekit. How are you this fine afternoon? " Foxstar didn't need to take out his anger on this little kit; he was too tired, not irritated enough, and Thistlekit didn't deserve the verbal beating, so he decided to spare the black and white furball. " You can stay out; I don't mind, as long as your mother says its okay. "[/style] | [atrb=style,border-top:5px solid #000000;]tag(s): Thistlekit
word count: 155 words
notes: wanna have foxstar play with him??
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 9, 2011 22:07:24 GMT -5
OOC:: Definetely. 
Thistlekit stared up at Foxstar with huge, green eyes and then smiled shyly. "I-I'm fine.." he murmured quietly, not having enough manners to ask the leader how he was feeling in return. His shy smile turned into a grin at Foxstar's next remark, and he squeaked, "Really?" He didn't ask Featherflight if he could venture out into the camp clearing, but he would go and ask now if he had to.
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Post by cheskat5 on Sept 10, 2011 8:53:22 GMT -5
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it's time to start the countdown
i'm gonna burn it down
[style=opacity:0.5; color:#6B0E0E;]9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun[/style]
| | [style=padding:5px; text-align:justify;] FOXSTAR NODDED QUICKLY AT THE YOUNG KIT, hoping he wouldn't begin acting all obnoxious and get up in his face. Thistlekit, as with many other small cats, tended to be irkingly immature at times. Foxstar inwardly shook his head at the notion. Today he would get to know the young kit. He needed to become more accepting of his clanmates who he didn't exactly favor. " So... what do you want to do? We could... " Foxstar paused, looking around the clearing for something he could entertain Thistlekit with that Foxstar could also enjoy. " How about we play mossbll? " Mossball was one of Foxstar's favorite games as a kit. It might have been a little childish and contraditory to hi personality to be doing this, but it seemed like fun. He hooked a small stray bit of the plant in his long claws and flicked into the air before catching it in his mouth, smiling.[/style] | [atrb=style,border-top:5px solid #000000;]tag(s): Thistlekit
word count: 157 words
notes: hooray for mossball!
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 10, 2011 9:03:26 GMT -5
OOC:: Omg, Thistlekit is gonna die. xD
Thistlekit's eyes grew round and huge as he stared up at Foxstar in awe and surprise. Was the noble ShadowClan leader offering to play mossball with him? He couldn't let this chance slip away, since everyone knew how strict Foxstar was. "R-really?" he squeaked, his green eyes shining. Thistlekit wanted to make sure if this wasn't a joke; or the real thing.
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Post by cheskat5 on Sept 12, 2011 20:36:11 GMT -5
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it's time to start the countdown
i'm gonna burn it down
[style=opacity:0.5; color:#6B0E0E;]9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun[/style]
| | [style=padding:5px; text-align:justify;] FOXSTAR NODDED ASSURINGLY AT THE STUNNED KIT, chucled softly at the kit's exuberant surpise. He could understand why; Foxstar almsot never stooped down to this level. He'd always considered himself to be too mature and high-ranked to meddle with the lives of kits, but this one was cute. He smiled and crouched down playfully. Without waiting for the kit to respond, he flicked his head in a motion that sent the ball of moss a few tail-lenghts into the air before swatting at it with one of his large paws, sending it flying past the young kit. He poised ot bound after it and waited for the kit to react.[/style] | [atrb=style,border-top:5px solid #000000;]tag(s): thistlekit
word count: 110 words
notes: foxstar's gonna epicly fail in a few posts.
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 12, 2011 20:40:42 GMT -5
Thistlekit lay back his ears in surprise as the mossball flew past him, and exchanged wide-eyed glances from the mossball a few tail-lengths behind him and Foxstar. "Wow, that was so cool!" he broke into an awe-struck purr. He quickly scrambled to his paws and raced after the rolled up ball of moss, hooking it into his small claws as he reached it. Struggling, he lifted the mossbal - which was bigger than his own paw - and lamely chucked it into Foxstar's direction. He felt ashamed for such a bad throw, and determination replaced his shame as he prepared himself this time.
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Post by cheskat5 on Sept 13, 2011 18:23:53 GMT -5
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it's time to start the countdown
i'm gonna burn it down
[style=opacity:0.5; color:#6B0E0E;]9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun[/style]
| | [style=padding:5px; text-align:justify;] FOXSTAR LET OUT A SMALL LAUGH AS HE WATCHED THE YOUNG KIT MAKE A WIMPY TOSS BACK TO HIM. He remembered being that small. It was difficult for him, being so tiny when everyone else was so big. He smiled and grabbed the ball, tearing a small portion off to make it a bit easier for Thistlekit. With little effort, he tossed it back to the kit and charged after it, swatting it between his paws and daring Thistlekit to come and get it. He narrowed his eyes and let out a playful grin as if to say, Coem and get me![/style] | [atrb=style,border-top:5px solid #000000;]tag(s): thistlekit
word count: 102 words
notes: haha imagining thistlekit weakly throwing the moss was funny
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 13, 2011 18:34:20 GMT -5
OOC:: If by swatting it means he has it, I'll just go and have Thistlekit get it. :3
Thistlekit shot Foxstar a frustrated and eager glance as he tore a piece of the moss off of the moss ball. He puffed out his little chest and held his chin high in the air, trying to look as strong as he could. When the ShadowClan leader began to tease him, his green eyes narrowed down and he crouched low to the ground. With a mighty leap, Thistlekit pounced on the smaller ball of moss that was in between Foxstar's paws and snatched it with his claws before the large tom could react. Proud of himself for such a quick response and victory, he held the moss in his mouth and a twinkle of amusement and anticipation appeared in his eye.
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Post by cheskat5 on Sept 13, 2011 19:20:11 GMT -5
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it's time to start the countdown
i'm gonna burn it down
[style=opacity:0.5; color:#6B0E0E;]9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun[/style]
| | [style=padding:5px; text-align:justify;] FOXSTAR HAD TO ADMIT HE WAS IMPRESSED WITH THE KIT'S SPEED, but he wasn't done yet. He lunged for the ball, careful to not injure the kit with his outstretched claws. He hooked it with one of his paws and tossed it into the air, staring as it came back down. Foxstar hit it again, sending it soaring past the kit once again. He snorted playfully and went for it again. The large red tom bounded in an exaggerated slow-motion as he waited for the kit to catch up.[/style] | [atrb=style,border-top:5px solid #000000;]tag(s): thistlekit
notes: slooooooooooowwwwwmmmmmooooooooooo
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 13, 2011 19:26:51 GMT -5
OOC:: Thistlekit does not approve. |:I
Thistlekit fell backwards surprised when Foxstar snatched the mossball from his paw. Frustration was building up more and more in his stomache until he couldn't help but let out a high-pitched hiss of annoyance. "Come' on! No fair!" he complained, scrambling after the giant ShadowClan leader. Maybe he should just give up, he thought, if all that's gonna happen is him falling flat on his haunches in awe as Foxstar kept winning.
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Post by sweetleaf998 on Sept 15, 2011 19:15:35 GMT -5
Featherflight blinked open her eyes, she glanced over at Hawkkit and Lilykit who where curled against her stomach. She was about to rest her head on her paws when she realized Thistlekit wasn't there. "Thistlekit?" she queen meowed, her voice filled with worry. Featherflight carefully got up, trying not to disturbe the other kits. She poked her head out of the nursery, letting out a sigh when she realized that Thistlekit was play moss-ball with...Foxstar.
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Post by cheskat5 on Sept 15, 2011 20:00:17 GMT -5
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it's time to start the countdown
i'm gonna burn it down
[style=opacity:0.5; color:#6B0E0E;]9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun[/style]
| | [style=padding:5px; text-align:justify;] FOXSTAR STOPPED IN HIS TRACKS AND POLITELY PRODDED THE BALL OVER TO THE KIT. He smiled apoligetically and lowered his head to the kit's level. I'm sorry, he murmured, his head low. I got a bit carried away, didn't I? was having a lot of fun though. More fun than I've had in a long time! Thank you, Thistlekit. He lashed his tail and butted heads with Thistlekit. If I play easier, do you want to keep playing? He stood up and watched the kit with the ball. Suddenly, he heard a noise behind him. Featherflight had just emerged from the nursery. Foxstar jumped away from the kit and tried to appear that he wasn't playing wiht him. But it was too late. Featherflight already knew. Um, I can explain! He hung his head low, watching the queen with an amber gaze.[/style] | [atrb=style,border-top:5px solid #000000;]tag(s): thistlekit, featherflight
notes: i find foxstar funnah
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 15, 2011 20:09:35 GMT -5
OOC:: Lol, don't worry maaan! Release your inner kit. xD
Thistlekit was about playfully challenge Foxstar to another round, up until his mother had emerged from the Nursery. His eyes flew wide open and he stared at her in surprise. He lowered his head and dragged his tail in the dust as he slowly padded over to Featherflight. "I'm sorry, Momma.." he mumbled, flopping down in front of her with ears flattened against his head.
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