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Post by Dragon on Apr 8, 2007 20:07:58 GMT -5
"Thanks," Scar murmured to Silver quietly as she came back. While Silver was tending to Greypatch, she caught a nice big fish from the ocean and was currently washing it out in the small puddle near them. She picked up the fish, casting her eyes about looking for Jaquar. "He should be done by now," she said. "We have to leave if we are going to make it back before the Gathering ends." [/center] |
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Post by » &Göldιê™; « on Apr 8, 2007 21:26:02 GMT -5
Silver nodded briskly. She cast a glance to her side and noticed a gull had landed very near to her, pecking at the ground. Creeping forward, she leapt and snatched it, but her claws caught feathers as the miserable creature flew away. "Fox dung!" She hissed menacingly, but another landed a tail-length away, and Silver jumped, landing on top of it. She crushed its neck and, with triumph, realized that this was the one who had previously escaped. She carried it by its neck and hooked the previously caught mouse on her tooth, awaiting Jaquar's return. Her gaze shifted to the landscape, but nothing betrayed the arrival of the tom.
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Post by Dragon on Apr 9, 2007 20:07:16 GMT -5
Scar got impatient with the tom and started heading towards the edge of the territory with the prey in her mouth. She dropped it to look at the others. "We can't wait for him, that Gathering will end soon and he'll have a better chance at sneaking off with the kit than with all of us searching the area for him. I don't want anyone getting hurt," she said. She looked at Shadowrain and gave a hint of a smile. "Shadowrain, will you go look for him and make sure he isn't caught by any of the Clan members left here?" [/center] |
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Post by » &Göldιê™; « on Apr 9, 2007 22:29:28 GMT -5
Silver hesitated, but continued without saying anything. Following Scar, she wondered if the older she-cat was trying to get Shadowrain away, but wouldn't complain at all if she did. The silver healer was less... social than desirable for most cats, but she was from DarkClan, so of course nobody cared. Nobody ever cared about flaws, that would be the downfall of Muted. She just hoped that the future looked brighter. She felt a tingling sensation, and a cat, its paws dusted in glittery starlight, appeared next to her. She didn't believe in StarClan, so hissed, and felt a chill run down her spine. "Be careful of the path you tread," The gray shape warned. That will be your downfall if you are not wary." Silver hesitated, and a glimmer of belief sparkled in her mind, but she passed the vision off as exhaustion and trotted quickly towards the DarkClan border alongside Scar.
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Post by Dragon on Apr 9, 2007 22:42:57 GMT -5
"Don't worry, those two will be fine. They can handle it. Not like we can hold them by the paw so to speak," Scar said. She felt a bond with the silver healer. They shared something related to each other. The wanting to be treated the way they should be treated. With that Scar left the territory of her last home and set out to the place she knew that was her home with prey in her mouth. |
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