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Post by cat on Nov 25, 2011 0:28:10 GMT -5
Blizzardpaw Blizzardpaw stood in the middle of clearing listening to his taunters. The hateful words stuck in his head. He was drowning ina pool of hate and there was no one to save him. The taunts seemed to never end. All making fun of where he was from or how one of his eyes was only able to see darkness. They took shots at him on his blind side. Laughing at him when he struck back but failed because more of them just piled on to him. Blizzardpaw yowled out and squirmed out of the pile and started to run. He didnt stop. He just kept running away. He stopped in the middle of the pines in Shadowclan. His heart was racing and his mind was full of the dreaded words. Alls they were about was how he was different. How he didnt have a mom to comfort him, or a father to defend him. He was just another member of the group nowhere to go but stay in the same place. He knew he couldnt leave because he would die becuz of his blind side. It already gave him enough troubles. Blizzardpaw hjust sat there waitng for someone to come help him. Even though he knew deep down that it wasnt going to happen. (this is mostly placed in shadowclan territory and/or the outer provinces) |
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Nov 25, 2011 18:52:17 GMT -5
 Stormpaw bounded through the marshy territory of ShadowClan in short, quick strides, his bushy tail streaking out behind him. His thoughts wandered off into a calm, peaceful part of his mind. Once there, he found himself thinking about the day that he'd become a warrior. Then, he thought about the future, and suddenly, his future with Honeypaw. Purring at the thought, he wondered what they'd become later on.
Suddenly, the wind changed into downwind, and the fresh scent of another cat greeted him. Stormpaw's fur rose in hostility and he pulled his lips back into a threatening snarl. He stalked a few fox-lengths forward, and noticed the scent was growing stronger. He stopped, not thinking to comfirm who's scent it could've been, and leapt out of the undergrowth and straight into the intruder. They rolled over a couple of times, until their movement ceased, and Stormpaw held them down with his paws on their throat. "Who are you and -" His growl was cut off adrubtly.
"Huh? What the - Blizzardpaw?" After narrowing his eyes at the cat below him, they widened in recognition. He forced the fur along his spine to lie flat and he quickly climbed off of Blizzardpaw, shaking the dust from his thick pelt. "Great StarClan, I thought you were some rogue!" he sighed in relief, his heart still racing as he tried to level his breathing.
Notes:
They aren't in the lake territories: they don't have pine trees in ShadowClan. This setting takes place in the old forest territories...
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[/i][/color] Blizzardpaw, Hornetpaw Words:230 [/size][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/center] |
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Post by cat on Nov 25, 2011 23:14:22 GMT -5
Blizzardpaw Blizzardpaw flinchedas he heard the other apprentice spoke. He was expecting the cat to say some nasty comment to him. The other cat was Stormpaw, Blizzardpaw never really saw him often so he didnt assoicate this cat with be mean. "Oh, I'm sorry, i just had to get away from the other apprentices for awhile. His said giving out a sigh. Almost all the other cats of ShadowClan knew about how he had a problem with his eye. He often was made fun of it because of it. Blizzardpawe had a few scratches on his side and he had gotten a little thinner from him trying to avoid the other cats as much as possible. He often didnt eat for a day or two and than he will dart in quick as possible to get some food. He often spent his free time at the training grounds trying to get better. So one day he can finally show the other cat that he wasnt just a disabled cat unable to do anything. (Sorry about that, I must have mixed them up.) |
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Post by ♦ stormeh ♦ on Nov 26, 2011 12:59:58 GMT -5
Stormpaw had finally caught his breath, and gave his puffed out chest a few licks to lay his fur back down. "Oh... I get it," he replied quietly, shuffling his front paws awkwardly in the soft ground. He knew how the other apprentices were always making fun of Blizzardpaw, and even attacking him from his blind side. Stormpaw had often seen this occur from another part of camp, but strangely, he had never done anything to stop them. Now, seeing how upset Blizzardpaw looked, it made him regret it.
"Hey, are you feeling okay? I mean, you don't look good..." Stormpaw suddenly asked, eyes narrowed in a somewhat concerned frown. Blizzardpaw appeared unusually skinny, and even frail. Every one of his ribs showed through his pelt. Stormpaw never really saw Blizzardpaw by the fresh-kill pile, or eating anything in general, whether it was in camp or not.
Notes:
Suckish post. And it's okay. ^^
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Post by cat on Nov 29, 2011 1:20:40 GMT -5
Blizzardpaw Blizzardpaw suddenly froze, he realized than how much weight he had lost. "Well, uh-uh I-I W-Wante to try t-t-to uhh save some of th-th-the f-f-ood for the uhh k-k-its." stammered out Blizzardpaw. He sighed because he knew it was obvious that he was lying, " Actually I've been avoiding the clearing, because ummm well you know." said Blizzard paw nervous to talk about how he is bullied. Stormpaw was one of the few apprentices that didnt segregate Blizzardpaw or bully him. Blizzardpaw really didnt have any friends int he clan. This was actuaally was the first time any other cat had actually stopped and just talked to him.Blizardpaw hadnt even been tooken to a gathering yet. He also guessed that the rest of the clans probably heard rumors ofhim by now and would shun him to. None of the other cats really appreciated what the loners of theclans do. If they have different blood apparently they arent meant to be a warrior which bothered Blizzardpaw deeply he wanted to prove them all wrong. He was weak now but he knew that he will grow stronger. It will take a while but slowly he will surpass the others by pure deication to training night and day. He would also need to practice hunting. Because right now he was a lousy hunter. He never eally ate anyways and he could barely catch his own food. So he just starved knowing or actually thinking it will make him tougher. Sure the clan all ready thinks of him as weak. They dont even notice how he is just a pile of bones now. His bones were all shrply defined and he looked like a walking skeleton. The last time Blizzardpaw had eaten was two days ago, and he spent most of the two days either training or beig made fun of. |
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