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Fishing
Aug 25, 2007 17:31:16 GMT -5
Post by Stormchaser on Aug 25, 2007 17:31:16 GMT -5
A dark brown tabby tom sat at the edge of the Widebank, standing perfectly still as he watched the rushing river flow fiercely. A few glints of silver caught the tom's eyes from under the rushing waters, and he reached out and, claws unsheathed, scooped a fish out of the river. The tom grinned as he gripped the fish in his jaws, making him look rather lopsided. He was named right...Fishpaw was certainly excellent at fishing, so his name matched him quite well.
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Fishing
Aug 29, 2007 1:48:39 GMT -5
Post by howlingwolf on Aug 29, 2007 1:48:39 GMT -5
Howlingwolf watched fishpaw from the bushes.*What a good hunter*she thought to herself and padded out acting like she just came.
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Fishing
Aug 29, 2007 14:04:46 GMT -5
Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Aug 29, 2007 14:04:46 GMT -5
Silentstorm padded up to Fishpaw and smiled. "Nice catch", Her smooth and soft voice mewed.
Her beautiful silver pelt shone in the light. She was an extremely attactive cat. She flicked her fluffy tail and gazed up at the sun with her sapphire blue eyes. She purred. She took in the scents and spun round, "Howlingwolf!".
She was shocked by the wolf-like cats sudden appearance.
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Fishing
Aug 29, 2007 23:46:56 GMT -5
Post by howlingwolf on Aug 29, 2007 23:46:56 GMT -5
Howlingwolf smiled to herself."Silentstorm so you were coming hunting to,eh?"she said her voice cold with hints of suprise.She licked her chest fur calmly before she padded out to the riverbank unsheatheing her extra long claws.Howlingwolf sat there stiff almost like a pebble in the water before she swept her paw in the water a dead fish on her claws
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Fishing
Aug 30, 2007 10:07:35 GMT -5
Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Aug 30, 2007 10:07:35 GMT -5
Silentstorm laughed. She was older by a few moons.
She flicked her long tail and dived into the water. When she surfaced again she had several fish.
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Fishing
Aug 31, 2007 4:45:12 GMT -5
Post by howlingwolf on Aug 31, 2007 4:45:12 GMT -5
Howlingwolf didnt looked impressed and she rolled her now blue eyes before she fished out another fish her long claws gleamed red with the fishes blood and her eyes changed to purple."I really dont care much about show offs as long as there is food i am fine."she muttered
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Fishing
Aug 31, 2007 9:57:22 GMT -5
Post by Stormchaser on Aug 31, 2007 9:57:22 GMT -5
Fishpaw nodded to his mentor, and grinned. Before she had died, Larkwing had always told him that his father had been an excellent warrior, and Fishpaw planned on being the same. An excellent warrior...excellent at battling and hunting, at keeping his Clanmates in line. Like most kits and apprentices, Fishpaw longed to be deputy, perhaps even a warrior some day. He flicked his ear in the direction of Howlingwolf as a greeting, then thrust his dark brown paw into the water again and came up with a small silvery fish. He wished Larkwing was still alive. He would have brought fish to her every day to prove he was as good a warrior as his father had been before his death. Had Larkwing been alive, she would have been living in fear of her son's interest in his dead father. Only Larkwing and a few of the cats who had joined the ranks of StarClan knew her secret...and knew who Fishpaw's father was. Perhaps some of the other RiverClanners, but who knew? Certainly not the dark apprentice by the river.
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Fishing
Aug 31, 2007 16:21:51 GMT -5
Post by howlingwolf on Aug 31, 2007 16:21:51 GMT -5
Howlingwolf greeted him with a flick of her tail.She sttod there and put her paw in the water and brought up a pregnant fish and killed it with a small cut from her longclaws.She fished in a few more before she started to walk down a little to a small palce with rocks jutting from the water the stepping stones.she sat on the middle on and clawed another fish out
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Fishing
Sept 6, 2007 5:49:35 GMT -5
Post by Stormchaser on Sept 6, 2007 5:49:35 GMT -5
Fishpaw shrugged as he watched Howlingwolf continuing to fish, then he reached in and grabbed another of the silvery glints. His gaze turned to Silentstorm. "So, Silentstorm, d'ya think I'll be a good warrior someday?" He wanted to say, "Better than my dad?", but didn't know if Silentstorm knew about who his father was, when Fishpaw didn't even know. But still, if his father was watching from StarClan, Fishpaw was prepared to show him that he was going to be an excellent warrior.
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Fishing
Sept 12, 2007 15:59:48 GMT -5
Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Sept 12, 2007 15:59:48 GMT -5
"You will make an amazing warrior Fishpaw! You have all the talents of your great father."
"I do not show off! I just serve my clan" She snorted happily. She was always in a very good mood.
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Fishing
Sept 12, 2007 21:05:51 GMT -5
Post by howlingwolf on Sept 12, 2007 21:05:51 GMT -5
Howlingwolf stared at her her dark blue orbs seemed to stare at your soul."So a cat who does that to me is partly show off so yes you are."she muttered quickly fishing out another fish
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Fishing
Sept 13, 2007 9:47:23 GMT -5
Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Sept 13, 2007 9:47:23 GMT -5
Silentstorm stiffened. Her long claws slid out. She whipped round and bared her amazing teeth.
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Fishing
Sept 17, 2007 14:55:39 GMT -5
Post by Stormchaser on Sept 17, 2007 14:55:39 GMT -5
Fishpaw's face split into a wide grin as Silentstorm told him that he would be great. But as the claws were no longer sheathed on his mentor's paw, Fishpaw's whiskers twitched nervously. Were they going to fight? There had been strange happenings about RiverClan, and the tom was sure that they didn't need fighting between Clan members. Fishpaw stepped firmly between Howlingwolf and Silentstorm.
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Fishing
Sept 21, 2007 12:21:08 GMT -5
Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Sept 21, 2007 12:21:08 GMT -5
Silentstorms paw was raised defencively. She looked at Fishpaw and lowered it. "Ignorance" (directed at howlingwolf) She muttered angrily and stood up. "You shall make a fine warrior Fishpaw..." Her beautiful silver body shone in the sun/moon whatever. Her blue orb-like eyes were glittering. For a moment they flashed blood red. "Shall we train?"
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Fishing
Sept 28, 2007 15:39:47 GMT -5
Post by Stormchaser on Sept 28, 2007 15:39:47 GMT -5
At the sound of the very word 'training,' excitement pulsed through Fishpaw, and being young, his face split into a wide grin, and he leapt into the air. "Yeah!" he mewed, eyes wide as he watched Silentstorm. "What're we gonna work on today?"
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