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Post by sweetleaf998 on Sept 16, 2011 20:42:14 GMT -5
"Weird?" Minnowstream echoed, thinking for a minute. "All he did was complement me." she meowed, frowning. The silver she-cat thought for a mintute, concidering Cloudwings behavoir towards the tom. After a few moments she burst out, " Hold on...are you jealous?" the warriors eyes were narrowed, and she tried to look the tom in the eyes. "Are you angry becasue I'm making new friends or something?" she asked suspicously.
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 16, 2011 20:47:00 GMT -5
Baffled and surprised, Cloudwing took a step backwards uneasily. Was Minnowstream right? Was he getting so frustrated at Mudstep because he was better than him? No, Cloudwing thought, that was impossible. So what if Minnowstream started talking with her Clan mates? Though he couldn't help but feel guilt prickle through his fur. "N-no!" he stammered quickly. "I just don't..." Cloudwing searched for the right words to say, but couldn't find any that would help him when he was in such great need of them.
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Post by sweetleaf998 on Sept 16, 2011 20:51:17 GMT -5
"You are, arn't you." Minnowstream narrowed her eyes even more. He was stammering, and couldn't come up with a good excuse. The answer was simple to Minnowstream. "I'm a loud to have other friends you know!" she meowed angrly, her lips curved downward in the shape of a frown. The silver tabby stormed off, heading back over to where Mudstep was sitting.
"Hey do you wanna go hunting or something?" she said quickly, glancing over at Cloudwing. She wanted to get out of camp fast, so the white tom wouldn't come racing after her.
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 16, 2011 20:55:53 GMT -5
Cloudwing watched in dismay as Minnowstream made an angry face at him. "Minno-" he started but she cut him off with an angry retort. Cloudwing's eyes widened in shock as the silver tabby stormed off, leaving him to stand in the middle of the clearing awkwardly. "Minnowstream.." his words came out in a hoarse whisper, and his heart was in his throat. How could he have been so mousebrained? He should've just let Mudstep be the dumb flirt that he was.
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Post by cheskat5 on Sept 17, 2011 10:04:02 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][cs=2][atrb=style, background: url(http://i1214.photobucket.com/albums/cc483/wafflesandsyrupp/xc96dh.jpg); width: 450px; border: 2px double #AF9488, bTable]
[style=background-image:url(http://www.ozanimals.com/image/albums/cat/Havana-Brown-cat-2.jpg); border: 4px solid #AF9488; margin-top: -15px; text-align: center; width: 415px; height: 250px; background-position:center center;] [/style]
[style= font: 25px/5px Impact; color: 4B3939; text-shadow: -1px 0 #6B6656, 0 1px #6B6656, 1px 0 #6B6656, 0 -1px #6B6656; padding-left: 40px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top: -50px; ]This could really be a good life[/style][style=color: A3887C; font: bolder 12px/5px Tahoma; padding-left: 60px; text-shadow: -1px 0 #3B2714, 0 1px #3B2714, 1px 0 #3B2714, 0 -1px #3B2714; margin-top: 7px]SAY OH, GOT THIS FEELING THAT YOU CAN'T FIGHT[/style] | [atrb=style, background: #F7D8C1; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.5][style=height: 300px; width: 80px; overflow: auto; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 393939]TAGS Cloudwing, Minnowstream
NOTES finished?[/style] | [atrb=style, background: #F7D8C1; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.5][style=height: 300px; overflow: auto; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 393939]Mudstep couldn't help v=but lift his lips in the formation of a snarl behind Minnowstream's back when Cloudwing spoke an outright lie. How dare that foolish, ugly tom try to separate him from his rightful mate? Mudstep had to stop himself from hissing when the fish-brained tom pulled her aside to whisper something in her ear. A smile of delight crossed his face, however, when he angered her into snarling in his face. Mudstep blinked innocently and padded right up to Minnowstream. That would be great, Minnowstream. He lashed his tail, looking back at Cloudwing with a sneer. He doesn't stand a chance, Mudstep thought, laughing inwardly. He waited for her to pick ehrself up so they could leave. It would be amazing, just the two of them, alone, hunting. Maybe then he'd proclaim his love for her, but maybe he'd wait. The time would have to be just right.[/style] |
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Post by sweetleaf998 on Sept 17, 2011 11:13:00 GMT -5
OCC: How do you make those templates?!
Minnowstream nodded, walking with the brown tom over to the camp entrace. "I'm sure we'll catch a lot of prey." she meowed kindly just before she dashed through the camp entrance. Mudstep seemed like a nice tom, the silver tabby just hoped she actually caught something.
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Post by cheskat5 on Sept 17, 2011 20:19:27 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][cs=2][atrb=style, background: url(http://i1214.photobucket.com/albums/cc483/wafflesandsyrupp/xc96dh.jpg); width: 450px; border: 2px double #AF9488, bTable]
[style=background-image:url(http://www.ozanimals.com/image/albums/cat/Havana-Brown-cat-2.jpg); border: 4px solid #AF9488; margin-top: -15px; text-align: center; width: 415px; height: 250px; background-position:center center;] [/style]
[style= font: 25px/5px Impact; color: 4B3939; text-shadow: -1px 0 #6B6656, 0 1px #6B6656, 1px 0 #6B6656, 0 -1px #6B6656; padding-left: 40px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top: -50px; ]This could really be a good life[/style][style=color: A3887C; font: bolder 12px/5px Tahoma; padding-left: 60px; text-shadow: -1px 0 #3B2714, 0 1px #3B2714, 1px 0 #3B2714, 0 -1px #3B2714; margin-top: 7px]SAY OH, GOT THIS FEELING THAT YOU CAN'T FIGHT[/style] | [atrb=style, background: #F7D8C1; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.5][style=height: 300px; width: 80px; overflow: auto; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 393939]TAGS Cloudwing, Minnowstream
NOTES let's make a hunting thread that cloudwing could possibly stalk us in.[/style] | [atrb=style, background: #F7D8C1; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.5][style=height: 300px; overflow: auto; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 393939]Mudstep smiled, looking at Minnowstream. She was so beautiful. It made him wonder why he hadn't noticed her before. Mudstep raced out of the camp with a grin on his face. His claws dgu into the ground as he flew onward. He couldn't wait until he admitted his love of her, and the other way around.[/style] |
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Post by sweetleaf998 on Sept 17, 2011 20:23:45 GMT -5
OCC: YES also I need HELP making a Minnowstream templete. And by that I mean, making a request for you. What should I make her quote things (like Mudstep's says this could really be a good life). Also would you please make the hunting thread?
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Sept 17, 2011 20:24:01 GMT -5
Cloudwing watched in dismay as Minnowstream and Mudstep raced out of camp, their fur shining beneath the sunlight. They looked like a good pair, he suddenly thought, maybe she was better off without him. He still felt strangely empty inside, and he almost thought of pelting after her. Should he?
OOC:: Oh yes.
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Post by truewolfwarriors on Sept 17, 2011 21:19:33 GMT -5
Huskykit bolted out of the reeds around the island's barrior, feeling as cheerfull as ever. "Sssqquueerrriillkkkitt!" she called, looking around for the smaller kit. "Where are you? Want to play?" the black and white she-kit called again, looking inside the Nuscrey. "Wanna play today Squirrelkit?"
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Post by dylan on Sept 17, 2011 22:27:36 GMT -5
It had been so peaceful, up until this point. Her nap had actually been successful. The frail little kit had been up half the night coughing with some new illness of hers, and now she was getting some much needed rest. Her pale colored paws were resting over her face, as if shielding the rest of the world away from her. It was really just a coping mechanism so she could try and escape her mother's wrath.
Squirrelkit had found her a place deep in the nursery, hopefully, well enough hidden from her mother and littermate. She just couldn't deal with them, she already felt bad. The tiny kit was most likely still sick, but she wasn't one to complain about it, she never did.
Hearing the sound of her friend's voice, Squirrelkit's eyes popped open. With a slight grin, she made herself visible so her friend could see her. The tiny mute kit purred at Huskykit, nodding her head eagerly. Of course she wanted to play, forget she was sick! She ran to her friend, only tripping over her paws a few times.
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Post by truewolfwarriors on Sept 17, 2011 22:31:19 GMT -5
Huskykit pulled up a big grin as Squirrelkit came out of hiding, and crouched down into a playfull posation. "There you are Squirrelkit! What do you want to plat today?! Moss ball? Wresle? Tag? Oh, maybe we can play hide-and-go-seek!" the big she-kit went on, shaking her fluffy tail. "Ohh, I know, I know! We can seek in the Medicine cat's den!" Huskykit declared, her colorfull eyes shinning brightly.
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Post by dylan on Sept 17, 2011 22:56:08 GMT -5
Whatever mood Squirrelkit was in, Huskykit usually knew how to cheer the little kit up, and once again Huskykit wasn't letting her down. How could she not grin when Huskykit was around? As the larger kit went on and on, Squirrelkit just sat there and listened. She would have agreed to any of the playing ideas, but she let her friend continue.
Squirrelkit's grin grew bigger as she saw her friends tail moving. It's the simple things that got this tiny kit amused. She nodded, not knowing what she agreed to, but her eyes staring at Huskykit's tail. Finally, after much debate, Squirrelkit pounced, her sickness and fear of her mother and sister gone. Nothing could ruin this moment now.
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Post by truewolfwarriors on Sept 17, 2011 23:00:45 GMT -5
"Ouch!" Huskykit sqeaked as Squirrelkit pounced on her fluffy tail. "You wanna play 'catch the tail'? OK then!" the she-kit growled playfully, turning around. She made a guessing look as she scanned the smaller kit. After much thinking, Huskykit pounced, landing softly on Squirrelkit so she didn't crush her since she was sickly due to her mother being cruel to her. "I've got you Squirrely!" Huskykit cried boldy, smiling down at the faded ginger she-kit. She liked the nickname she had given the runty kit, and grinned widely.
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Post by dylan on Sept 17, 2011 23:26:19 GMT -5
Squirrelkit heard Huskykit say ouch, and the kit instantly felt bad. After everything she had been through, hearing others cry in pain just wasn't something she liked. She regretted it the moment she heard Huskykit. She backed off and had a sorry look on her face. But she seemed to take it well. So maybe it was okay? Looking at the other kit, Huskykit didn't seem too upset.
A tiny squeak escaped from the kit's mouth in surprise as the older/bigger kit landed on her. That was the only noise she could make, and it seemed to only come out of her when she's surprised. But the squeak soon turned into a smile. She was having fun! Was this possible? Was Squirrelkit allowed to have fun? She never remembered having fun with her mother in her life.
But then, it happened. She was on her back. Not such a good idea. She had fallen. The tiny kit began to cough, the dirt from their playing getting up her nose. Her emerald eyes turned to Huskykit and they looked worried as she couldn't stop.
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