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Post by Crowy on Aug 4, 2009 10:07:18 GMT -5
>>Snowpaw<< Snowpaw sat on the Burnt Sycamore, gently flexing her paw on the burnt bark. She was waiting for someone, someone particular too. She took a deep breath; it had been three moons since her father's death, and she still missed him so darned much. If it hadn't been for that stupid Milkpoppy her father would be alive, leading the clan, watching his children grow up and become strong leaders, and maybe even watch his grandkits grow up too. If it were the last thing she would do, Snowpaw would kill Milkpoppy for what she had caused; so much pain, so much anger. Who the heck did she think she was, bringing in loners. This was Shadowclan, not yellow-bellied Thunderclan who's blood had been so tainted they were a group of mere kittypets and loners now.
Angrily, the young she-cat kicked a stone off the sycamore, and it bounced around on the floor beside it. She was so angry. She wanted to destroy Milkpoppy for destroying her father and for nearly letting a disease spread through the camp. She was a fool. Snowpaw decided then she would kill Milkpoppy if she ever saw her at a Gathering; Crowstar himself had said he would hunt her down if she dared join a clan, and if she did, Snowpaw would carry on that promise; she'd make sure of it.
"She was such an idiot. How dare she. How dare she still live as a traitor, a rogue," She spat the word as if it were poison on her tongue. "whilst my father died for tryign to keep his clan pure, strong, healthy. She nearly let in a disease ridden cat, she should have been killed where she had stood."
[/color] Snowpaw said bitterly. She had seen what had happened in a dream; Crowstar said to Milkpoppy she could either die or live as a rogue. She chose rogue, but Crowstar and Silentstripe should have killed her! They should have! As the wind changed direction, she caught his scent and she calmed down, her fur now longer standing on end. Taking a deep breath, the odd eyed kit looked over at Moonpaw. He was much older than her, shouldn't he be a warrior by now? Not that it mattered. "Hello Moonpaw."[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color][/font] |
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Post by Charbarboo on Aug 4, 2009 10:18:02 GMT -5
Moonpaw wasn't surprised to see the young Snowpaw here. He had scented her a while back. Usually, he would just go somewhere else to hunt, but... He couldn't bear the Thunderpath. It seemed so alive right now, and he had to feed the Clan.
"Greetings, Snowpaw," he meowed. The gray apprentice examined the scene. Snowpaw had caught nothing, just sitting there, a with a thoughtful look in her odd eyes. Though, the tom said nothing about it. The younger apprentices always seemed to be up to such odd things.... But, that was aside the point.
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Post by Crowy on Aug 4, 2009 10:25:45 GMT -5
>>Snowpaw<< Snowpaw smiled at the older apprentice, letting her muscles relax. She was so tense it was out of this world. "I know I should be hunting... I was just thinking." 'That I should kill Milkpoppy'
[/color] She continued the last part inwardly. "I guess I just miss my Dad."[/color] The apprentice sighed, stepping down from the sycamore. "So, uh. How are you Moonpaw?"[/color] She asked hesitantly, sitting down and wrapping her tail around her legs. Moonpaw had always been nice to her; much nicer than most other apprentices. She was mocked because she had odd eyes and a bad foot, and no parents either. She didn't care, she just wanted revenge on two cats; Blood, and Milkpoppy. "I guess I'm still sort of angry at Milkpoppy. I know what happened. Silentstar says she's dead, but she's not. Crowstar died when he chased her off our territory for what she did. She hunted on other territory, she brought a disease-ridden cat into our camp, she was seen nuzzling a Riverclan warrior who was far from his camp."[/color] Snowpaw said. "Crowstar was killed by a monster. A big monster. I know coz Starclan showed me."[/color] Snowpaw said. "Please, don't tell anyone."[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color][/font] |
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Post by Charbarboo on Aug 4, 2009 11:16:19 GMT -5
"I know how you feel.... My parents and siblings died from a disease that was brought from Carrionplace when I was four moons old. That's one of the main reasons that I hated that disgusting excuse for a cat that Milkpoppy had brought from that wretched place. Though, I don't think about it much, the memory is still embedded in my mind." Moonpaw meowed cautiously. He had never really spoken to another cat about his parents, or his view of Carrionplace. Not even his mentor, Swiftfang. Mostly because other cats didn't seem to have scared pasts, just perfect, happy lives. He slowly sat down a tail-length away from her. "But, you still have your siblings, at least."
"I know that I'm fine, Snowpaw. But, I can see why you are so angry. She broke the warrior code and buried it into the ground. You think she would of learned after the first cat. And a RiverClan cat, at that, too. Those mongrels are insane, going into the water by choice. And I'm sure she should of lost of sense of smell by being near him. Their fishy scent is disgusting.]" he meowed. "I hope that traitor is dead and without StarClan," he murmured softly, half to himself.
"I won't tell anyone, I promise," Who would I tell it to any ways? Moonpaw mewed. He wasn't exactly the most popular apprentice in the den. It was just his choice not to be very sociable toward the other cats. And, it was partly because he didn't want to be hurt by losing a cat close to him...
{{OOC: Moonpaw is prejudice toward other Clans.}}
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Post by Fuzzybreath on Aug 4, 2009 12:21:02 GMT -5
((Loudtalon only went there only to tell Milkpoppy to back off, he has a mate now and doesn't care about ShadowClan. Padamay just asked me so I had to write in it so saying he didn't want to do it.))
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Post by Charbarboo on Aug 4, 2009 12:33:38 GMT -5
(( OOC: Moonpaw can be semi-evil at times, so he takes the worst of things. It's not like he was there, he's just going with Clan gossip. ))
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