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Post by karoia on Mar 8, 2007 8:35:03 GMT -5
Whitecrest stalked the sandy shore of the Clan's territory, the sun just peeking over the horizon. A short distance away the ocean gushed onto the land, soon after departing back to the unknown depths of the salty water. The tom watched the water thrash back and forth as if it were having trouble deciding whether to keep reaching for land, or to remain in it's home out near the sunrise.
To another cat, the salty smell of the bitter ocean would cause them to shrivel up their nose in disdain, but Whitecrest inhaled deeply with a small smile. The smell was soothing, and almost healing, to him. It represented OceanClan, and this was his Clan; his home. He often came out very early to gaze upon the strange waters that they were blessed with. Other cat's may see it as a curse, since all the fish and creatures they caught while beached when the water went out were full of salt. Whitecrest admitted, it was a nuisance at times to have to purify all their food in lakes near the forest, but it taught everyone organization skills and responsibility. Much prey had to be caught ahead of time, especially at this time of year when snow was prone to fall. The ocean water usually caused the snow to stay away at times, but Whitecrest had a feeling a bad storm was coming...
He sat down and waited for the rest of the dawn patrol to wake up, tail flicking contently as he watched the sun rise. There would be no storm today... not yet.
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Post by Bluestar on Mar 8, 2007 8:40:36 GMT -5
Wetpaw,feeling bored,decided to take a trip to the shore.When Wetpaw reached the shore,he saw Whitecrest,and approached him."Hi Whitecrest!" he meowed,hoping that Whitecrest would talk to him.
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Post by karoia on Mar 9, 2007 9:03:15 GMT -5
Whitecrest silently turned his head to look at the approaching apprentice. It was strange, seeing an apprentice walking around and knowing he hadn't been appointed a mentor yet. It was not like Taintedstar to delay such a thing but she had a lot on her mind right now. She was in need of a deputy, and she was thinking about the hostility between OceanClan and IslandClan over the Big Claw Island. Honestly, Whitecrest felt it'd be easier if OceanClan just gave up on the idea of getting a part of the small island... but it was none of his business.
"Hello Wetpaw." The older tom said casually, just giving the apprentice a blank look with his golden eyes. He wasn't mean to the younger cats in his Clan; just indifferent. He didn't know how to really act with them, so he just chose to not go around them because of that reason. Whitecrest was a little too strict by accident sometimes. He wondered if that was why he had never been given an apprentice yet. [/size][/color]
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Post by sunstream on Mar 11, 2007 8:14:25 GMT -5
Dawnheart lifted her head and yawned, her white fangs sparkling in the morning light. She was about to get up when she felt a small shaking from her flank. She turned and realized that her kit was still sleeping. She gazed lovingly at the little kit and purred as she realized Sunkit was almost ready for training. It was her dream for her kit to become a strong and loyal warrior. Dawnheart felt a pang of sadness as she realized it would be harder for her kit to show her clan her true nature as she grew, thanks to the little kit's father. He had been a traitor and even the most noble cats in the clan had doubts about the small kit. As she pondered, a thin wail echoed from the kit's mouth and Dawnheart gently rasped her tongue along her yellow fur. " It's ok Sunkit, I'm here." She mewed softly as Sunkit's mews became quieter. Sunkit yawned and stood shakily before walking to the other side of the nursery and pushing a small ball of moss across to her mum playfully. What was wrong with this small kit?
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Post by karoia on Mar 11, 2007 19:04:00 GMT -5
((hrm. I'll post again when Bluestar gets a chance too ))
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Post by Bluestar on Mar 11, 2007 19:33:41 GMT -5
"Can I join you?" Wetpaw asked Whitecrest.
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Post by karoia on Mar 11, 2007 20:00:08 GMT -5
Whitecrest blinked a few times at the question. Why did the apprentice wish to sit with him?
"Sure. That's... not a problem." The tom said, curling his tail around himself. [/size][/color]
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Post by icefrost on Mar 11, 2007 20:03:17 GMT -5
Stormycloud padded softly out o fthe warrior's den. He yawned and then headed towards the ocean. The salty smell felt good to him; when he reached the owater, he waded in and held his hed high, letting the feeling of joy soak into him. He knew he was alone at the moment.
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Post by icefrost on Mar 11, 2007 20:04:20 GMT -5
//so.....how's that? ?//
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Post by Bluestar on Mar 11, 2007 20:07:25 GMT -5
"Thanks," Wetpaw meowed.Wetpaw was glad that he didn't have to be alone,like he usually was.
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Post by karoia on Mar 11, 2007 20:12:33 GMT -5
Whitecrest was silent at first. He was not used to being around as young as Wetpaw aside from Stormpaw, his sister's energetic apprentice. Sitting beside the young tom made Whitecrest wonder how Taintedstar could put such a thing as a mentor on hold. Maybe Iceclaw could do it... Iceclaw had been an excellent mentor to himself. Although she was in a fuss about having no deputy, but really... it was her fault she hadn't appointed one yet. Should he take the chance of speaking about Wetpaw's situation or should he just sit back and watch a mentorless apprentice try to train himself?
Whitecrest shook his head. Wetpaw must think he was being ignored by the older tom, but Whitecrest honestly didn't know what to say.
"A storm is coming." The white crested tom said suddenly. He stared at the skies, dark clouds looming in the far distance. [/size][/color]
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Post by Bluestar on Mar 11, 2007 20:14:31 GMT -5
Wetpaw looked at the sky.Whitecrest was right.A storm was coming.Wetpaw felt disappointed.He thought he could finally enjoy one day with a warrior,but it seemed that it wouldn't be possible."Maybe we should go back to camp," Wetpaw suggested.
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Post by icefrost on Mar 11, 2007 20:15:17 GMT -5
Stormycloud licked his chest fur a few times. He sheathed and unsheathed his claws. Turning, he stalked away, thinking about what he wanted to do. He was impatient to see who Taintedstar would make deputy. //who rps Taintedstar? //
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Post by Bluestar on Mar 11, 2007 20:18:28 GMT -5
((Karoia roleplays Taintedstar.))
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Post by icefrost on Mar 12, 2007 13:23:34 GMT -5
//oh....//
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