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Post by Charbarboo on May 21, 2009 19:59:48 GMT -5
OOC: A continuation of 'A Nice, Shady Spot'
Mosseyes ran through the open moors, happy to be outside. The sun was shining and her fur was warm.
The soft moorland grass felt comforting beneath her paws.
The tabby she-cat ran until she spotted what she had come out for; The Abounded Badger Set. She skidded to a halt and waited for the rest of her patrol to join her.
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Post by bookluvr on May 21, 2009 20:15:38 GMT -5
Silverleaf darted after Mosseyes, only to found herself running past Mosseyes. She didn't know that Mosseyes stopped. She skited to a stop, and went to where Mosseyes was sitting. She sat next to her, and waited for Nightsky to catch up.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 21, 2009 20:20:21 GMT -5
"I love to run across the moors on days like this, don't you, Silverleaf?" Mosseyes mewed.
The she-cat twitched her whiskers; Pleased. The moors seemed like another thing completely from what leaf bare was like.
The frozen ground, scarce rabbits. The harsh winds, ShadowClan.
Verses.
A warm breeze, abundant prey. Soft grass, spirits lights and less superstitions.
There was no competition, new leaf won, like always.
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Post by bookluvr on May 21, 2009 20:25:40 GMT -5
''Me too, they are so wonderful. I am sure my paws like it too, compared to the ice hard ground.'' Silverleaf said thinking about the cold moons.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 21, 2009 20:30:10 GMT -5
Mosseyes's green eyes swept across the open moors.
"No cat could correct me whenever I say this. This is the best place you could be right now. A warm breeze, soft ground, prey around every corner." she purred.
The she-cat self corrected her self. She best been so jealous of the other Clans during leaf bare, the rage had built up inside of her. But, now... ... Now, she would hate to be anywhere but the moors in WindClan territory.
Her anger had gone with the cold weather. Now, there seemed like only peace and beauty. And that was fine with her.
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Post by bookluvr on May 21, 2009 20:38:10 GMT -5
((OOC: Charby, we can't really talk about anything without ChaCha on line.))
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Post by Chachafu on May 21, 2009 20:46:37 GMT -5
Nightsky was right on Mosseyes paws. She had almost ran into her, luckily she was able to stop.
"Whoa, warn me when you're going to stop next time!" Nightsky said in a laughing tone.
Today seemed like the perfect day. Now harsh duties to do, just a nice warm day to hunt with friends. The light breeze ruffled her fur. Nightsky let out a purr of satisfaction.
"Today is the perfect day." She murmured.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 21, 2009 20:57:05 GMT -5
"Sorry, I can't yell 'In for land in 5, 4, 3...' every time I stop, Nightsky. It is the perfect day." purred Mosseyes.
The she-cat scented the air. It was wonderful. Full with multiple scents of rabbit. The tabby licked her lips at the delicious smell.
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Post by bookluvr on May 21, 2009 21:03:15 GMT -5
''I love the talk about the beautiful weather, but can we hunt now, I am hugry and there is a rabbit sent in the air.'' Silverleaf said playfully.
Her stomach was growling, and she bets that the whole clan is hungry as well.
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Post by Chachafu on May 22, 2009 7:45:45 GMT -5
"Alright. Let's see what we can find!" NIghtsky said more softly now.
They couldn't be loud if they were to hunt. She opened her mouth to scent the air. Multiple scents of prey filled her mouth. What she really wanted was a rabbit.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 22, 2009 14:31:16 GMT -5
Mosseyes let out a soft purr. The she-cat stalked into the old Badger set, with hope of prey will soon be in her mouth.
The tabby quickly found a rabbit, just dozing the hours away. Mosseyes made quick work of it. It woke up as she was approaching, but that didn't stop her. Oh no, she went straight for it. Taking its life as she sunk her teeth into the prey.
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Post by Chachafu on May 22, 2009 14:45:29 GMT -5
"Nice catch." Nightsky purred softly, "My turn!"
Nightsky scented a rabbit over to her left. She got into a low crouch and mad her way over to it. Her paws barely touching the ground, makeing a very faint padding noise. She soon saw her prey and pounced, almost missing it.
She sunk her teeth into it one more time, making the kill.
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Post by Lord Pheonixfire on May 22, 2009 15:19:16 GMT -5
Ghostwind knew something was wrong with this day. How the euphoria and sense of well being overrided his senses filling the empty cold dark places named his emotions. He suddenly felt like happily going over and talking to the she-cats. NO. He had to control himself. This is what caused him pain earlier. He concetrated and covered his happy emotions with a blanket of cold reality. Like sleet covering a warm new-leaf ground. He looked toward the she-cats again. they were feasting. He would do that soon enough.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 22, 2009 19:20:41 GMT -5
"Thanks, great catch for yourself, too." Mosseyes quietly mewed while burying her prey.
She turned to Silverleaf. "Your turn." she mewed to the gray she-cat.
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Post by bookluvr on May 23, 2009 9:53:38 GMT -5
Silverleaf was over joyed by the many scents of prey in the air, she didn't know which one to chose from. But she badly wanted a rabbit, so she found one straight ahead. She got in a catchers position, ready to tackle the rabbit to its death.Then she jumped, and cot the white rabbit by its fluffy tail.
She was happy to have caught it, but then buried it so she and her friends could find some more.
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Post by Chachafu on May 23, 2009 16:17:36 GMT -5
((OOC: You spelled caught wrong. It's okay, just telling you. Spelling isn't my strong spot either, plus sometimes I just forget. Cot=Caught))
"Nice catch!" Nightsky purred to Silverleaf as she buried her prey.
She looked over to Mosseyes and Silverleaf, her new friends. They would both be needed for some comfort, but Nightsky had a feeling Silverleaf might be there for her more often than Mosseyes. Either way, she was happy they were both her friends.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 23, 2009 16:51:38 GMT -5
Mosseyes took in more of the rich scents. There was one scent that she would never get use to; mice.
"I think there's some mice further into the tunnel." she softly mewed.
((OOC: 'Cot' is a small bed.  ))
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Post by Lord Pheonixfire on May 24, 2009 14:18:18 GMT -5
(ooc: Chacha you spelled often wrong)
Ghostwind saw that the she-cats were moving and slowly got to his feet ready to pursue.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 24, 2009 18:44:45 GMT -5
((OOC: Yeah, you spelled it with tow o's.))
The unsuspecting Mosseyes patiently waited for her friend's replies.
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Post by Lord Pheonixfire on May 24, 2009 19:14:44 GMT -5
(oo: and you spelled 2 wrong. you spelled it tow)
Ghostwind wondered what would happen now.
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