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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 19, 2011 18:37:19 GMT -5
Badgerstep grinned and nudged Badgerstep gently. The moon was high in the night sky, and it was due to set soon. "What race?" she suddenly prompted, cocking her head to the side in confusion. Was this a trick? Maybe she'll try to outrun me! she suddenly thought, and tensed her muscles in case Badgerstep decided to make a dash for it.
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Post by .:|Fawnzie|:. on Sept 19, 2011 19:12:14 GMT -5
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"Oh, I dunno..." Badgerstep said, grinning openly now. Her plan was working. she crouched swiftly. "Maybe this one!" she exclaimed, shooting off into the marshy territory of shadowclan. She laughed, the air ruffling her pelt. The night breeze felt good, and she looked over her shoulder to see if Spottedpelt was following. That, obviously, was a mistake, as she tripped on a twisted root. "Foxdung! That's the second time I tripped tonight!"
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 19, 2011 19:15:28 GMT -5
OOC: Lol, ShadeClan?
Spottedpelt was only slightly surprised when Badgerstep shot off, and she pelted after her. Soon, her flanks were heaving as she struggled to keep up with her speedy friend, her legs barely visible as she raced through the territory. Suddenly, she saw Badgerstep fall, and she raced up to her side. "Are.. you.. alright?" she gasped for air, though a worried expression was painted right on her face.
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Post by .:|Fawnzie|:. on Sept 19, 2011 19:27:49 GMT -5
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notes *derpface derpface derpface* RAH. DERP. o3o Where did shadeclan come from?
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Badgerstep looked up at her friend, sides moving up and down as she breathed heavily. "I'm fine.... Are you?" she said, worried. She stood up, twitching her tail. Looking up at the sky, she realized that it was moonhigh. I'm probably not going to go back to camp anytime soon, since I'm wide awake. Shaking this thought off, she looked at Spottedpelt. "I think you won the race, since you didn't trip," she stated. Shadegaze was the last thing on her mind right then. Around her, the trees cast long shadows. It unnerved the she-cat slightly. Shivering, she looking around.
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 19, 2011 19:43:31 GMT -5
Spottedpelt couldn't help feeling a surge of excitement and relief when Badgerstep got to her paws. "Alright, so who's this tom you fancy?" she purred, her eyes gleaming mischeviously through the shadows. She was eager to know, but Spottedpelt wouldn't press further if Badgerstep didn't want her to.
OOC:: Sorry for lame posts; I'm out of muse.
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Post by .:|Fawnzie|:. on Sept 19, 2011 20:34:58 GMT -5
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notes It'd be so hilarious right about now if Jaggedstripe ran into them or something. o3o And no worries, this post stinks.
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Badgerstep smiled when Spottedpelt asked her about the tom she liked. She usually didn't talk this much, but around close friends she did, and enjoyed to actually say what she was thinking. "Well..." she said, looking at her paws. "I kind of favor Jaggedstripe..." Flicking her tail, she looked at her friend to see what her reaction was.[/style"]
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 20, 2011 19:32:30 GMT -5
Spottedpelt raised her brows in surprise and let out a throaty purr of amusement. "Jaggedstripe?" she echoed, holding back a giggle. "He's one stubborn furball, but I can see why you're interested in him." she teased, winking at Badgerstep mischieviously. Jaggedstripe was a stubborn, head-strong and blunt tom, but he was also loyal, kind and thoughtful on some occasions.
OOC:: Wait.. I forget, are they supposed to become mates? 
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Post by .:|Fawnzie|:. on Sept 20, 2011 20:32:04 GMT -5
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Badgerstep giggled. "He is stubborn, that's for sure... Say, are there any toms you fancy?" She inquired, eyes glinting. She hadn't thought of the question until now, and she was eager to know, though she wasn't going to insist on Spottedpelt answering.[/style"]
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 20, 2011 20:38:20 GMT -5
Badgerstep nodded in agreement and surpressed a giggle. "Eh, I don't really take an interest in any tom in our Clan." she meowed, as if she wasn't very important. "Besides, who would like me?" she snorted, suddenly looking annoyed. "Me and my fat, colorful fur and creepy silver eyes." she meowed blankly, giving Badgerstep a wide-eyed stare as if to emphasize her point.
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Post by .:|Fawnzie|:. on Sept 20, 2011 21:08:49 GMT -5
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The black and white warrior snorted. "You're one of the nicest cats I know. Your fur is beautiful, and your eyes aren't creepy. Don't judge yourself harshly, Spottedpelt. If either of us are ugly, it's me." Looking around, she tried to find something to focus on. She spotted the moon, and thought it'd do nicely. There was a slight halo around it, and she enjoyed looking at it.[/style"]
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 20, 2011 21:24:54 GMT -5
Spottedpelt couldn't help but blush and nudge Badgerstep's shoulder. "You furball!" she purred, feeling encourage by her friend's kind words. "You know what? We're both beautiful, perfect, and spectacular. If any tom can't see that, then they automatically have bees in their brains!" she declared, a mischievious gleam in her eyes. She paused for a moment before adding, "Even stubborn Jaggedstripe!" Spottedpelt grinned at Badgerstep at the mention on the tom she fancied, and then followed her gaze up to the moon. Unfortunately, it was already setting, and the night sky was turning into a pale orange; a sign that dawn was approaching. "I think we should head back to camp." she murmured, standing to her paws.
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Post by .:|Fawnzie|:. on Sept 22, 2011 20:10:14 GMT -5
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Badgerstep blushed when Spottedpelt mentioned Jaggedstripe. "That's right. We're both perfectly fine the way we are, and if no tom can see that then they're plain mouse-brained." Looking at the beautiful pale sunrise, she sighed. "I guess it is time to go, or we might miss patrols," she joked, nudging her friend gently. Walking bavck towards camp, she realized how far they had ran when they had been racing. It was pretty far. "Hm... I wonder what's going to happen at camp today," she commented sarcastically. Most days were similar in Badgerstep's mind, even though little things changed every day.[/style"]
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 25, 2011 9:30:34 GMT -5
Spottedpelt followed Badgerstep's gaze to the sunrise and sighed. "Yeah, or else Adderstrike might bite my tail off!" she joked, rising to her paws and following her friend back to camp. Half-way back to camp, Spottedpelt flicked an ear at Badgerstep's question. "Pfft, I bet it's nothing; as usual." she snorted. Nothing exciting ever happened in camp, and Spottedpelt wasn't about to believe that a badger had rampaged through camp or Foxstar got hit by a monster.
OOC:: Camp. I'll start? {closed}
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