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Post by Sable on Apr 4, 2007 23:50:07 GMT -5
Thorn crept quickly along the rocky slope, his powerful body making no noise. He pricked his ears at the sign of scuffling and, after pinpointing the position of a mouse, sprang and deftly killed it off. He covered it in loose gravel before continuing. Before long he had caught more prey, this time a thrush. Looking around, he saw that they were nearing the stand of trees that surrounded the camp. He sighed as a sudden dillema entered his mind. How were they to enter the nursery and steal a kit unseen? Thorn turned to gaze at the other members of his group.
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Post by » &Göldιê™; « on Apr 6, 2007 14:50:47 GMT -5
Moonkit sighed. She couldn't sleep; instead, she sat near the entrance to the kits' den. Scenting rather than seeing Softkit, she padded over to the other kit and sat beside her, staring at the moon. "It's full... The Gathering is going on," She said, with a streak of wisdom that was more characteristic to this kit than any others.
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Post by Bluestar on Apr 7, 2007 10:38:06 GMT -5
Tiny crept up to Thorn,and asked quietly "Who is going to steal the kits?"
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Post by » &Göldιê™; « on Apr 7, 2007 12:34:51 GMT -5
Moonkit ignored the outburst. "I think StarClan are gonna do something, and soon," She said mystifyingly. She still stared up at the sky, and moonlight reflected in her eyes. "I'm sure that something will happen soon."
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Post by Sable on Apr 7, 2007 13:57:22 GMT -5
Thorn looked down at Tiny. His dark gaze flicked up and down the little tom. He was small, yes, but strong enough to carry a kit. . "You are." Thorn mewed bluntly. "As soon as you get that kit, run as fast as you can. I'll be waiting to take the kit; you then go the opposite direction of our camp and lead them off the scent. I will circle back. If you manage to lose them, take as much prey as possible."
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Post by Bluestar on Apr 7, 2007 21:17:43 GMT -5
"Ok." Tiny meowed.
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Post by » &Göldιê™; « on Apr 8, 2007 12:13:45 GMT -5
Moonkit unsheathed her own small claws. "I could care less!" She snarled, and withdrew her claws, realizing what she'd done. I can't be violent... That never solved anything. The gray-and-white kit looked down at her paws. "Why are you so mean?"
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Post by Sable on Apr 8, 2007 14:14:24 GMT -5
Thorn gave Tiny an impatient nudge. "Well, get going!" he hissed. "We don't have much time, so move!" He sat down, neck fur bristling.
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Post by Bluestar on Apr 9, 2007 1:27:35 GMT -5
Tiny nodded,and crept behind the two kits who were arguing.Then,seeing the chance,Tiny ran out and grabbed Softkit gently,and ran back to where Thorn was.
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Post by Bluestar on Apr 9, 2007 8:17:26 GMT -5
"I won't harm you." Tiny whispered to Softkit.
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Post by » &Göldιê™; « on Apr 9, 2007 16:06:17 GMT -5
Moonkit flattened herself against the ground as Tiny carried away the bundle of fur she had just been arguing with. Her conscience felt like a rock, dragging her downwards, and she followed him silently. She considered going back for help, but everyone was at the Gathering besides a few cats left around the camp including her mother and brother. Staring with wide yellow-aqua eyes, she hid in a bush while she saw the cat who had stolen Softkit conversing with a bigger tom. She gulped but wouldn't leave Softkit to be taken so she followed, hiding in shrubs along the mountain.
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Post by Sable on Apr 9, 2007 19:27:01 GMT -5
Thorn took Softkit from Tiny, hissing through gritted fangs, "Go back to the barn. Take as much prey as possible. Pick up my own if you can. I'll take a different route." He took off at a steady lope. He couldn't help wondering what the other kit would do, and sped up slightly, knowing she wouldn't be able to keep up with his muscled body.
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Post by » &Göldιê™; « on Apr 9, 2007 22:25:13 GMT -5
Moonkit ran as fast as she could with her short legs and small paws. She retained a little hope that Thorn hadn't heard her, but didn't even bother with concealing herself. Panting, she dashed after the cat. What was she doing?! She herself didn't know, only that she must keep Softkit in sight.
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Post by Sable on Apr 9, 2007 22:42:08 GMT -5
Thorn twitched an ear. Even over his own labored breathing he could hear the scrabbling of small paws. Suddenly an idea popped into his head. He stopped and turned to face Moonkit. "I suppose you would like to come to and keep your friend company?" he muttered through the fur in his mouth. "You can come if you can keep up. Just don't tell any of your warrior friends, or MountainClan might find themselves with two kits that will never return." He unsheathed his claws to get the message across. Then Thorn turned with a flick of his tail, resuming his run, only slightly slower.
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Post by Bluestar on Apr 10, 2007 1:18:13 GMT -5
Tiny nodded,and sped of for the barn.
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