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Post by hailstorm on Jun 19, 2011 19:42:47 GMT -4
Stoneheart made a low growl. She found Northstorm completely right, especially since Fyre had left the clan in contempt. What she growled at could seem like his outraged comment, but in her own mind it was directed at the loner "I'll have a word with him when he's calmed down," she smiled to Swiftheart, not looking at his sister at all. She padded over to the warrior den and sat down outside, waiting for a while before going inside "Northstorm?" She poked her head through the entrance, only to see a pair of glaring eyes. Carefully she walked inside and sat down. "I just wanted to say I agree with you on this. I want that ball of rat fur out of our territory as soon as possible, but what could we do if she gets to stay?" A moment after she had said it she realized how this question invited plotting against the loner. Hiding her eagerness she waited to see if Northstorm had gotten the same thought.
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Post by Questfeather on Jun 19, 2011 20:03:30 GMT -4
Northstorm's claws scraped the ground as to his intrest into Stoneheart's statement. He then made a low laugh. "Stoneheart, I never knew you as the plotting type." This she-cat had brains. He quickly sat up and looked at her. "If, she stays then we'll make sure she doesn't want to." He raised one eyebrow and smirked. Each day he started to like this she-cat even more the more time he spends with her.
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Post by icestripe on Jun 20, 2011 11:39:33 GMT -4
Swiftheart walked over to Spicestar's den "Spicestar? I need to ask you something, it's kind of important." he sat down just outside of Spicestar's den. Fyre managed to get a hold of herself and sat up wiping the tears off her face. thinking crying won't change a thing.
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Post by hailstorm on Jun 20, 2011 14:03:59 GMT -4
"Well, my mother told me I could be anything I wanted, so today I want to be a plotting little cat," she joked, making a silly voice like a kitten before returning to normal. "I don't have any ideas on how to do it, but I guess we'll know when that time comes. You know a way?"
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Post by Questfeather on Jun 20, 2011 14:15:44 GMT -4
Northstorm thought a bit. What will be a good plan to get this cat out of the way but not be caught? Deathberries! Placing deathberries in a piece of prey and feeding it to the intruder. If that doesn't work he has more murderest ideas in mind.."I have a few" his smirk was still on his face and a purr came from his throat.
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Post by icestripe on Jun 20, 2011 15:23:10 GMT -4
Fyre sat up and walked over to the warriors den and popped her head in "Is it ok if I go hunt for a bit?" she was glad she'd managed to get a hold of her emotions before she popped her head in the den her face showed some of her sorrow but not much.
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Post by hailstorm on Jun 20, 2011 15:40:56 GMT -4
"As far as I can tell you're still a loner," Stoneheart said with a pretty friendly voice. "But if you brought all the prey straight back to camp without eating one bit, I think you could. But I will go with you, for security reasons. What about you, Northstorm?" She sent him a happy look, telling him to play nice too to make their plan work better.
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Post by Questfeather on Jun 20, 2011 16:01:50 GMT -4
Northstorm got out of his nest and stretched. "For security reasons I'll go." He got back into a stand position and looked at Fyre, his pale yellow eyes had less hatred in them. "Plus you've been away from the territory for so long. Its good to at least have a refresh tour." He made his way out of the den squeezing past Fyre.
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Post by icestripe on Jun 20, 2011 16:05:41 GMT -4
Fyre smiled maybe they didn't hate her after all "Ok." she backed out of the warriors den they didn't hate her! at least, not entirely. maybe she might end p being friends with them!She turned around to face them "Where's the best place for hunting?" (if any words are miss-spelt or missing a letter some of my keys don't work )
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Post by Questfeather on Jun 20, 2011 16:15:21 GMT -4
Northstorm's ear twitched unnoticed as he walked to the camp entrance. "Not a moon into the nice act and I hate it." He thought. Too much niceness showed to much weakness. Three definatly was too nice. He turned to the two she cats. "Ready when you are."
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