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Post by havok on Nov 30, 2009 21:21:16 GMT -5
The day was nearly over. On the horizon, the sun was setting, taking its warmth with it, not that there'd been much to begin with. The chill had been ever-present in the Secret Tunnel, where Warhawk was now. Though some cats were scared of the tunnel, she liked the way it echoed. It would be a good place to tell stories, she thought. Even the smallest whisper became clear and easy to hear in the tunnel as the sound bounced off the hardened walls. At the moment, she was there, alone. Though she loved her Clan, she was a loner more often than not. She'd thought this was a normal ShadowClan trait, though, she was a bit extreme as far as ShadowClan cats go. Warhawk didn't mind that one bit.
"They've all left, they've all gone. Now I stand here, all alone," she whispered, the whisper bouncing off the walls, growing louder before bouncing out of the tunnel's openings. A chill breeze tugged playfully at her fur. She closed her eyes and leaned into it, listening to a song only she could hear.
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Post by whitefoot on Dec 12, 2009 16:10:39 GMT -5
S H R E Wfur
Shrewfur spat angrily as his paw-steps disturbed the sparrow he'd been tracking. As the bird lit into the air, he tried to run after it, but his burly body slowed him down, and so he was left with a growling stomach. Greenish eyes spied after his prey as it landed in a pine and chirped at him. Laughing at him, it seemed. Shrewfur's belly rumbled, twisting itself painfully. The tomcat had already hunted for the Clan as the Warrior Code demanded; now he was hunting for himself. Or, trying to, anyway. Large paws held him back in the way of hunting, it seemed.
The brown tabby tom's ears perked and suddenly became of where he was. Shrewfur now realized he was far closer to the Thunderpath than he'd originally thought. In fact, he was very near where the Secret Tunnel should be. Shrewfur's nose twitched as it detected the prescence of another cat. Female. His own Clan. He couldn't quite pick a name out, though. Oh, well. It was still a she-cat... Shrewfur licked his chops like a hungry dog, and danced toward the tunnel gracefully.. er, well, as graceful as a muscular, manly tom could anywho.
"Hello?" he called into the tunnel after hearing a soft whisper, trying his most seductive tone. He fluffed up his namesake to exaggerate his muscles. |
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Post by havok on Dec 18, 2009 18:08:33 GMT -5
The song went on, but Warhawk stopped listening when a slightly familiar scent reached her. Brought there by the breeze, she recognized another ShadowClan warrior. What she'd smelled was only confirmed as someone call out a greeting from the tunnel's entrance. Warhawk recognized the voice of Shrewfur. Remembering him as a silly tom that often tripped over his own words, she knew he wasn't a grumpy and irritable cat, so she called back, "Hello Shrewfur. Out for a stroll?" Warhawk stood and padded over to the entrance, not leaving the secret tunnel, just getting within sight of her Clanmate. Her icy blue eyes flashed in the starlight as she smiled warmly at him.
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Post by whitefoot on Dec 24, 2009 1:08:54 GMT -5
S H R E Wfur
Shrewfur hesitated for just a fraction of a second, feeling a shiver like jumping into cold water run down his back as her icy eyes glanced at him. Frigid blue eyes and warm smile, Shrewfur thought rather poetically, taking a moment to grin slightly and marvel at such a strange sight. Suddenly, he realized he was gawking and straighted up.
"Hello," he mumbled, without even considering his tone of voice. Fool! he mentally clawed himself. "Heh, yeah. Er.. something like that." He was reasonably reluctant to admit he'd been hunting.. or trying to, at least. Large paws made a challenge out of hunting, and he was the plain proof of that.
ooc| gosh, i am truly sorry. this post is so short it's a crime. x3 not much you can do when you're in a pinch for time and muse is drying up. |
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Post by havok on Dec 27, 2009 22:10:21 GMT -5
She seemed to have caught him off-guard or something because he mumbled his hello. It was funny because he'd already said hello earlier. Not wanting to embarrass him further, Warhawk contained her amusement. He admitted he was wandering, but it wasn't a clear answer. She didn't mind, nor did she pry. Her's was a secretive Clan and most secrets were best left to themselves. "I see," she replied, smirking, "Well, I was just out for a stroll myself until I happened upon the secret tunnel. I went inside because I do so love the dark places." She cocked her head to the side to accent her words.
((OOC: Sorry this post sux.)) |
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Post by it's FiSHY, scaredy-cat. on Jan 22, 2010 15:02:10 GMT -5
ooc; Is this post still active/going? :] Just wondering whether I should add it to the active RP list |
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Post by havok on Jan 23, 2010 16:35:07 GMT -5
((Yeah, it's supposed to be active, it's just Whitey often disappears for awhile. I'll wait for her though.))
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Post by it's FiSHY, scaredy-cat. on Jan 23, 2010 19:19:39 GMT -5
ooc; Alrighty, then. ;3 Thanks for the info! I'll update the list right away. |
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