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Post by Nightstalker on Oct 26, 2009 0:17:58 GMT
Nightstalker swam across the river to the side opposite the big rocks. Shaking off a paw, she looked around at the rich land. [glow=red,2,300]Hello?[/glow] out of the corner of her eye she spotted a clover. Nightstalker growled and ripped it from the ground, she hated clovers. She sat by the river and waited, someone would see her soon enough. she wasn't particularly worried but she was nervous, if anyone came it would be the first time in six moons she would see another cat. Her social skills needed work.
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Post by Ebonstar on Oct 27, 2009 0:14:03 GMT
'I hear you, rogue. What are you wanting this fine, dreary day?' Padding out of the shadows came a regal ebony cat, and the voice she used was slightly flavoured with an abstract sense of humour. This cat, Ebonstar, leader of Riverclan, was beginning to think that over half of her clan had been amassed this way, as loners joining their way of life.
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Post by Nightstalker on Oct 27, 2009 0:22:20 GMT
Fine, dreary day? this cat must be cracked. [glow=red,2,300]I wish to join your clan[/glow]. Something caught her eye, another clover!!! Nightstalker itched to rip it from the earth to join its fellow clover in a wilted heap, but she couldn't, that would look weird. [glow=red,2,300]believe me i don't take this choice lightly, I have thought long and hard about it.[/glow] Her eyes were drawn once again to the clover. she growled at it, to softly, she hoped, for the other cat to hear.
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Post by Ebonstar on Oct 27, 2009 4:24:41 GMT
'I can't just accept you without seeing what you can do, but I'm willing to allow you to be on trial in a way. You are wanting to be a warrior, yes?' Seeing the way this strange cat was glearing at a nearby patch of clovers, Ebonstar almost smiled, but she shoved the feeling down. A little escaped her though, and one side of her mouth twitched. 'What is your name?'
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Post by Nightstalker on Oct 27, 2009 8:06:35 GMT
Nightstalker blinked. Such an odd, unnecessary question. It puzzled her. Was it usual to ask that. Nightstalker decided that it probably was. She had been away from other cats for waaay to long. Nightstalker didn't feel the need to ask this cats name, in her mind all she was was blacksharpgreyeyeslongclaw, more pictures then words. Nightstalker knew that blacksharpgreyeyeslongclaw had noticed her strange obsession with clovers, that annoyed her somewhat, she hated showing signs of weakness. Nightstalker blinked again. blacksharpgreyeyeslongclaw was still waiting for an answer. Nightstalker could swear the sun had moved. [glow=red,2,300]Nightstalker[/glow] she said simply. she didn't mind that she had to be put on trial, it was to be expected.
Wasn't it?
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Post by Jayflight on Oct 28, 2009 21:33:40 GMT
The deputy arrived, his oddly marked brown and white pelt glittering with water. He seemed to enjoy the weather alot and had just happened by his leader's scent. At first he thought he was just smelling things, but he decided to check. "Hello, Ebonstar." He gretted with a little too much happieness. Tone it down, he told himself. "And who might this be?" As if he didn't know! He'd overheard much of what they'd said and sat down beside the black leader. "I could test her fighting skills, Ebonstar. You know I wouldn't hurt her; unless ordered." He let on his amusement, clearly touched by this 'fine, dreary day'. Eyes like ice observed the new cat, who's name he overheard as Nightstalker.
[Hope it's OK for him to but in.]
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Post by Nightstalker on Oct 29, 2009 0:36:36 GMT
(Thats O.K ;D)
Nightstalkers eyes narrowed. She opened her mouth to reply scathingly but decided against it. This ignorant mousebrained tick didn’t even know her, he didn’t know what she could do, and the same went for her. She would wait until she knew more.
But that didn’t mean she wouldn’t react if forced to, she knew only to well how to fight against cats far bigger then her. Brownspotwhiteblueeyessharpclaws would have to watch out if he wanted his ears intact. She half hoped blacksharpgreyeyeslongclaw or Ebonstar as Brownspotwhiteblueeyessharpclaws had called her would say yes, she was itching for a fight. but she had to remind herself that this was her future clanmate, hopefully.
So maybe she would let him keep his ears, maybe.
(Sorry about Nightstalker, no offense intended to your cat, shes not used to company and obviously finds every word a threat.)
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Post by Ebonstar on Oct 29, 2009 5:55:05 GMT
Grinning slightly, Ebonstar shook her head at Spottedfur. 'I would prefer to keep this meeting peaceful. You will have plenty of chances to fight as I'm putting you in charge of finding out what she can do.' Turning to the bristling she-cat, she made a quick introduction. 'I am ebonstar, leader of Riverclan. If you wish to join our Clan, you will treat me with respect. This is Spottedfur, my deputy. You will be working with him for a few days until we decide you can be fully initiated into the Clan. Follow me.' With a flick of her tail, she was gone, slipping back into the small plants surrounding their meeting area and leading the other two back to camp.
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Post by Nightstalker on Oct 29, 2009 6:07:55 GMT
Nightstalker cocked her head. In her world, which no one else seemed to inhibit, respect was earned, not given. Nightstalker decided to at least pretend respect until she found that it was true. She was certain that blacksharpgreyeyeslongclaw - NO Ebonstar, she had to stop that - would soon prove worthy of it.
Rising gracefully to her feet she followed the two river clan cats. Suddenly she remembered the clover she stooped dashed over to it, then ripped it from the earth. Then acting as if nothing had happened she followed on. Where ever their camp was she hoped they weren't fond of clovers there.
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Post by Ebonstar on Oct 29, 2009 6:35:23 GMT
>cant continue rping until Jayflight replies, but you were doing a bit of god-modding. Spottedfur hasn't followed Ebon yet  <
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Post by Nightstalker on Oct 29, 2009 6:40:56 GMT
oops..... sorry Jay flight, wan't me to change it?
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