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Post by icestripe on Feb 7, 2012 17:13:14 GMT -4
Nightleg hobbled into the camp, the two Stormclan cats beside her, "Here we are, the camp." She looked around there was a decent amount of cats here she walked toward the center of camp "Excuse me, has anyone seen Snowbound or Swiftpaw, it's very important they treat these cats immediately! In the mean time if anyone needs me I'll be in the medicine cats with our guests." she headed over to the medicine cats den "Northstorm, Stoneheart follow me."
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Post by hailstorm on Feb 7, 2012 18:10:23 GMT -4
Stoneheart dipped her head and followed Nightleg to the medicine cat's den. She was aware of the other cats around, but she didn't want to seem too bold around someone who might become her future clan mates. She was to tired to hold her head high anyway, so it didn't bother her.
Her wounds were stinging again, but soon she could rest. Only a few more steps. She took a moment to glance at Northstorm. He probably felt the same way as she did and she let her warm gaze rest on him for a few steps, seeking comfort in his precence.
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Post by Questfeather on Feb 7, 2012 20:18:42 GMT -4
Northstorm limped on into the camp, he slowly turned his head though still low and looks around the camp. His eyes looking all around as if knowing it depended on his life. This time, if they were accepted into the clan, they would have to lay low and do as they were told, no matter if they did wanted to have the feeling of blood on their claws. He felt eyes on him in the front, turning his head he saw Stoneheart gazing at him. His amber eyes met her's and he moved up to be beside her.
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Post by hailstorm on Feb 11, 2012 13:09:37 GMT -4
Stoneheart brushed her tail over Northstorm's shoulder and walked by his side.
"Do you think they'll accept us," she whipered so only he could hear it. She hoped the Moonclan cats would take them in, after all it was this clan she had admired for all their skills and the clan she wished she had grown up in when she was younger. It would be the perfect place to raise her kits.
No. She shouldn't be thinking of kits now. All that should matter to her right now was survival, nothing else. Though as she glanced at Northstorm she couldn't help but wonder how his kits would be.
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Post by Questfeather on Feb 16, 2012 20:22:35 GMT -4
"Only time would tell." Northstorm said looking into his mate's eyes. "if they do accept us we would have to keep low for a while. When and if we go to gatherings, we have to make MoonClan think that everything that the other three clans are saying is a lie." He might as well say his thoughts aloud to her. No harm it that, at least that's what he was hoping for. Looking into Stoneheart's eyes, there was something that was on her mind. "Anything wrong?"
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Post by hailstorm on Feb 17, 2012 14:24:29 GMT -4
Stoneheart shook her head. "No, I was just thinking of what life could be like if we got to stay here," she said keeping her voice low so none of the Moonclan cats would hear her, meeting Northstorm's eyes. "We wouldn't have to fight so hard for survival and steal from other clans here, since Moonclan is so strong already and have everything they need. We could just focus on being good warriors."
She really hoped it was true. She would like to settle here and put her waterskills to use, and maybe Northstorm could relax more here with a river between him and his sister too. It would be great to have a future here.
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Post by Questfeather on Feb 18, 2012 0:42:22 GMT -4
Northstorm nodded. what would life be like in the largest clan in the forest? But just being a good warrior isn't what he has been reaching for. Though with the words that his mate was saying, sounded as if being here would make her soft. So that was one thought that he would keep to himself. Touching his nose to her's he couldn't help but purr in amusement. "If we are welcomed here. We can't call them Fish-breaths any more." His eyes showed nothing but love, but his mind was reeling with blood.
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Post by hailstorm on Feb 18, 2012 12:56:16 GMT -4
"Yeah, cause you'd be one yourself," she purred, about to give him a playful shove, but her paws stung and he probably didn't feel much better than she did. The pain took her back to the fight again. "But I'd sure love to get back at those Stormclan cats one day. To think that they'd rather betray us than survive leaf bare," she muttered, sounding sad and angry. She shook her head to clear away the thoughts and turned back to Northstorm.
"Can't you tell me some stories of your rogue life?" She wanted to change the subject and the life outside of the clans was one other thing she found very interesting. And she wanted to know what other options there might be if they couldn't stay here. The moonclan cats seemed to want to help them heal up, but after that they might not get to stay here.
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Post by Questfeather on Feb 18, 2012 14:55:06 GMT -4
Northstorm's eyes flashed with fire of his rogue life. Remembering ever detail. "Oh now those were the days. Each day you had to defend what little territory you had. Hunt for yourself. It was be the strongest or be killed and lose your territory. I was the most feared cat in the whole territory. Not to mention having the largest territory. I hung out with cats who showed me how to be the best. Each cat showing me different skills. Each one having a different style of fighting moves. So I soaked it all in." He remembered taking down each cat that showed him around. He kept that to himself not wanting to reveal it to Stoneheart. He kept the thought of telling Stoneheart what happened to rogue she-cats. Pushing it back, he went on. "I took them all down, taking their territory, just as they did my mother."He stopped and thought of that day when they killed her, it was that day that started his blood thirst."Having the largest territory meant that you were the most respected cats, which gave you a group." He remembered his group, bossing cats around, he loved it, and remembering his mom's stories about the clans he convinced his sister to join the clans with him. Though his claws extended as he remembered Featherleaf not wanting to do anything about leaving his territory. She was a useless ball of fur that just ate and slept. (a weak cat!) he thought.
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Post by bestbudsonline on May 17, 2012 0:07:35 GMT -4
No. He could not think of leaving her behind. He shook his head and staggered on. "Is something bothering you? Was it something I said?" stone heart's eyes flooded with worry. "No. Nothing. Nothing is borthering me." His pelt felt hot from all the lies and secrets, but she was to smart. "I know you better than that. What is wrong?!?" she demanded, half angry, half doutfull.
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