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Post by StarClan on Jan 19, 2006 16:21:28 GMT -5
**Come here to learn how to RP better, or just polish up on your fighting skills. Wrestle with your fellow warriors or learn new techniques in this sandy clearing.**
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Jan 23, 2006 16:11:00 GMT -5
** A grey tabby, his tail held high, walks into the Training Clearing. He revels in the soft feeling of the sand beneath his paws. He stops in the center, his head held high as his tail and his ears twitching. He smells his clan cats; hopefully some are near by. He yowls out a challenge for all to hear.**
I am Kempaw, Windclan warrior. Does any cat dare fight me?
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Post by StarClan on Jan 23, 2006 19:17:31 GMT -5
**Rowanstar, leader of WindClan, crept up behind the young tabby, her tail lashing back and forth. She let out a mrrow of laughter and pounced, her claws sheathed.** I do!
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Jan 23, 2006 19:21:57 GMT -5
**Kempaw let her hit him, knoncking him on the ground. A smile is on his lips, whiskers twitching.** You do, do you?** He flips, landing on his feet. He tries to get Rowanstar under him, all status thought lost as warrior blood runs through his veins, pumping as exhileration fills him.**
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Post by StarClan on Jan 23, 2006 19:30:27 GMT -5
**Rowanstar, an experienced warrior, struggled away from Kempaw and crouched close to the ground a few feet away, lashing her tail back and forth. Her eyes glinted invitingly as she awaited the apprentice's next move.**
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Jan 23, 2006 19:38:53 GMT -5
** The tabby's tail flicks, crouched and ready. His whiskers twitch as he thinks. Her left side is most likely her weakest, he thought as he crouched lower, poised top spring. At the last moment, Kempaw pounces, claws out. A rrraaarrr escapes his throat as he anticipates the taste of fur in his mouth.**
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Post by StarClan on Jan 23, 2006 19:50:44 GMT -5
OOC: Just a reminder, keep your claws sheathed. We're practicing, not actually battling. ;D (I love that smiley!) ;D ;D ;D
BIC: **Because of the pause Kempaw took to plan his attack, Rowanstar was able to anticipate it and roll out of the way. Swiftly regaining her feet, she lashed out with her sheathed paw at the tabby's head as he flew by.**
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Jan 23, 2006 19:54:21 GMT -5
OOC: Ok! ;D
BIC: ** Rowanstar's paw hits him on the side, stunning him. He falls to the sandy ground, but quickly staggers up. He pants slightly, waiting for his leader's next move.** You're not fighting any kittypet from Twolegplace, Rowanstar. You'll soon find out I'm not someone to mess with, even in training!
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Post by StarClan on Jan 23, 2006 19:57:00 GMT -5
**The young she-cat smiled playfully.** Oh, really? Well, let's see what you've got, shall we? **She suddenly pounced, barely giving her opponent time to recover. Aiming for Kempaw's left flank, she twisted in the air to let her back legs come down.**
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Jan 23, 2006 19:59:30 GMT -5
** Kempaw is ready. He dashes away to the other side of the clearing, turning to see what the tortoiseshell's reaction would be. He goes into a crouch, just in case she's quicker then he thought she was.**
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Post by StarClan on Jan 23, 2006 20:02:26 GMT -5
**The lithe WindClan leader landed on four paws. She noted with approval that Kempaw didn't simply assume she was down as she charged across the clearing, then suddenly pulled to a stop and lashed out with a forepaw at the apprentice's legs.**
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Jan 23, 2006 20:14:40 GMT -5
** Kempaw jumps, his sleek, agile body landing on four paws as he swipes at Rowanstar's muzzle.**
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Post by StarClan on Jan 24, 2006 20:32:27 GMT -5
**Rowanstar, thrown off by her momentum, barely had time to duck Kempfur's swipe. She knew it wasn't entirely safe to expose her belly, but she knew she would be safe as she reared back on her hind legs, her paws outstretched, hoping the tabby would take the bait and attack.**
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Jan 25, 2006 7:23:12 GMT -5
**Kempfur, being a somewhat new warrior, takes the bait. He crouches, then pounces at her soft under belly.**
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Post by StarClan on Jan 25, 2006 19:10:25 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry, this is kind of an auto-hit. I wasn't sure how to word this, since I needed to use your weight against you.
BIC: **Rowanstar barely had a time to flash a satisfied grin before she executed her plan. She stuck her forepaws out in front to accept the blow, letting herself roll onto her back. After tumbling a moment, the momentum would most likely allow her to land on top.**
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