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Post by Mosspaw& Aquapaw on Aug 17, 2006 22:45:44 GMT -5
**Aquapaw bearly has time to nod before running of after his sister and mentor.** Hey wait for me!**Mosspaw looks back, grinning.** You can't cach me!
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Post by Lionclaw, Dawnheart, Sablepaw on Aug 17, 2006 22:52:38 GMT -5
**Dawnheart laughs and sprints ahead of them.** Can't catch me, either of you! **She grins, feeling the joy of running on the open land that made up WindClan's territory.**
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Post by Mosspaw& Aquapaw on Aug 17, 2006 23:01:19 GMT -5
**Aquapaw puts on a burt of speed and catches up to Mosspaw. The two of them look at each other, wink and both start running, ending up on either side of Dawnheart.** HeeHee!
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Post by Lionclaw, Dawnheart, Sablepaw on Aug 18, 2006 18:37:50 GMT -5
**Noticing this, the she-cat laughs again and stops as though she hit a wall.** Hehe...still can't catch me. *Early morning light makes Dawnheart's eyes shine like piences of gold or amber.**
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Post by Mosspaw& Aquapaw on Aug 18, 2006 18:53:06 GMT -5
**Aquapaw stops, startled by the Medicine cat's move. Mosspaw, though, keeps on running, laughing.** HeeHee, bythe way, when do we stop? **She sais, looking back at them.**
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Post by Lionclaw, Dawnheart, Sablepaw on Aug 18, 2006 18:55:33 GMT -5
**Dawnheart dashes forward suddenly and races past both Aquapaw and Mosspaw.** We stop in time to avoid running onto the Thunderpath. In other words, I'll tell you when. **She grins mischeviously and keeps on running.**
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Post by Mosspaw& Aquapaw on Aug 18, 2006 19:12:26 GMT -5
**Aquapaw speeds up, caching up with Mosspaw.** Ugg, I'le run my pelt of if I run much faster! **She sais winking at him. and sudenly puts on a bursht of speed, catching up with Dawnheart.**
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Post by Lionclaw, Dawnheart, Sablepaw on Aug 22, 2006 18:57:14 GMT -5
**Startled, it takes Dawnheart a few moments to realize she's heartbeats away from getting caught. She laughs and swerves to her left.** It'll do you some good, running your fur off. Although, so far, I have to say, I don't see any bald patches...yet! **Purring, she makes a u-turn, runs up behind Mosspaw, and leaps forward, trying to leap right over the apprentice.**
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Post by Mosspaw& Aquapaw on Aug 23, 2006 18:08:04 GMT -5
**Mosspaw stops, startled by the meddicine cats startled move. She looks at her with wide eyes, hoping that she won't fall on her. Auqapaw purrs and keeps on running, suddenly realizing that he is no longer beeing followed, he pauses and quickly liks his fur. Turning around, he sees his mentor in mid-dive and closes his eyes afriad that the two she-cats will end up on top of each other.**
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Post by Squirrelstar and Stickfur on Dec 21, 2007 19:56:01 GMT -5
(LATER. What season are we RPing in, btw?)
*Rushfoot watched as Rainpaw bolted ahead of her. Wow, he's certainly quick on his paws! she thought, watching him with a smile. She sped up her pace until she was almost a blur of mottled brown-and-white fur, her paws hitting the ground beneath her with a resonating force. Rays of sunlight made the snow sparkle, and her breath came out in clouds of white. Her tail waved in the air like a banner behind her. Rainpaw was still ahead of her, but the warrior refused to be outdone. She lengthened her stride to a sprint, leaping almost, pushing off the ground and propelling herself forward until she nearly ran side by side with him. The warrior quickly broke her speed and skidded to a halt right before the apprentice tumbled downward.* Hey, are you okay? *Rushfoot's body was wracked with amused purrs as she made her way toward him, picking her way slowly through the tall grass.*
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Post by ~Marie on Dec 22, 2007 11:52:45 GMT -5
OOC: Leaf-bare, I think. *shrug* I usually try to RP in whatever season it really is, unless there's some reason to do otherwise.
BIC: *Rainpaw's ear twitched awkwardly, and he toyed distractedly with a clump of dirt on the ground as he mewed a response.* Naw, I'm fine. Just got a little ahead of myself, s'all. *The young tom stood quickly, feeling the need to back up his words with actions, and shifted his weight from side to side as though his body were impatient to be going. He couldn't see any of the other cats yet, but he was sure they were coming, so he forced himself to stop fidgeting. The apprentice figured it would be best to wait until the patrol was all together before taking off this time. Still, his paws were itching to keep running, his love of action not at all dampened by the little spill he'd taken.*
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Breezepaw & Inkpaw
Apprentice
Apprentice & Apprentice
Breezepaw from RiverClan. ♥♥
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Post by Breezepaw & Inkpaw on Dec 23, 2007 14:14:54 GMT -5
*Inkpaw poked his head through the entrance of WindClan camp and surveyed his surroundings calmly, not bothering to rush around like the other apprentices. He didn't care was he the first one or the last one, Inkpaw wanted to keep his dignity, though he was an apprentice. He padded towards Rainpaw and Rushfoot through withered heather, holding his tail high. He sat down beside Rainpaw and remarked airily.*
Oh, you have reached so far... Nice weather, though.
*He sniffed the air, which had a fresh, sour breeze on it.*
OOC:Sorry for short post. Keine lust to write more...
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Post by Squirrelstar and Stickfur on Dec 23, 2007 14:37:08 GMT -5
Oh, you have reached so far... Nice weather, though.
*Rushfoot shot a curious glance at Inkpaw, trying to decipher the underlying message in his words, but his expression was unreadable. The white and tortoiseshell she-cat narrowed her eyes briefly, then turned back to Rainpaw.* You have quite a bit of energy, don't you? Oh well, that's great news, we wouldn't want this lot to be dead on its paws, now would we? *The WindClan warrior swiped a pink tongue around her muzzle and began to jog towards the border.* We're going to check around by Fourtrees, alright? *She meowed over her shoulder.*
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Breezepaw & Inkpaw
Apprentice
Apprentice & Apprentice
Breezepaw from RiverClan. ♥♥
Posts: 56
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Post by Breezepaw & Inkpaw on Dec 23, 2007 14:55:56 GMT -5
We're going to check around by Fourtrees, alright?
*Inkpaw prickled his ears and tinted his head, showing a mild sign of distant interest towards the trip to the Fourtrees, where the famous Gathering was held in truce at the time of full moon. Wanting to flex his muscles, the male cat made an exception and gave himself a permission to gallop after Rushfoot like an excited kitten, who hasn't been outside the nursery before. He slowed his pace until his gain and Rushfoot's matched and they padded side by side.*
Fourtrees is fine by me.
*Inkpaw said, panting a bit after his run and he also glanced over his shoulder to see how Rainpaw was doing. But surely he is soon after us, he is so energetic. He thought amusedly, recalling the incident, which he had witnessed from the entrance.*
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Post by ~Marie on Dec 23, 2007 16:26:38 GMT -5
Oh, you have reached so far... Nice weather, though.
*Rainpaw glanced curiously at the apprentice seated coolly beside him, feeling a little abashed at his attitude. The self-posessed apprentice often made him feel this way -- somehow his manner seemed sort of...superior. Like he was looking down on other cats. The young tom stood uneasily, shuffling his paws in embarassment at his own thoughts. That's not very nice... I'm sure he doesn't think he's better than us. He's just calm, that's all.*
You have quite a bit of energy, don't you? Oh well, that's great news, we wouldn't want this lot to be dead on its paws, now would we?
*Rushfoot's voice interrupted the apprentice's thoughts, diverting his attention and producing an amused purr. His amber eyes squinted slightly as he spoke.* Oh, haha, yeah... I guess I'm just overenthusiastic... That's what my mum always said, anyway. *Grinning, the lanky tom licked his white chest fur absently. He was quick to come along when, to his delight, the warrior started off, naming Fourtrees as their destination.* Fourtrees? Alright! *Bounding after his two Clanmates, the eager apprentice fell into step beside them, checking his paws every now and then to be sure he was placing them correctly. (He had no desire to repeat his earlier mishap.)
As they trotted along in the tall grass, he drew the scent in over his glands, tasting for anything out of the ordinary. Sensing nothing, he looked over at his fellow apprentice, and gave a friendly mew.* Hey Inkpaw, have you ever been to a Gathering?
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