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Post by Featherstar on Nov 20, 2007 11:36:10 GMT -5
Patchpelt stretched. It was another bright, cold day in ShadowClan. Cats were dragging themselves out of there nests and into the chilly air. Patchpelt bounced into the crowd. "Anyone want to go hunting with me?" she asked. A smile flashed across her face as groans met her request.
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Post by BW on Nov 20, 2007 16:53:49 GMT -5
A little kit who looked like and inside out tiger bounced around Patchpelt`s paws excitedly.Bushkit mewled loudly."I will!I will!"her tiny paws smacked the ground loudly.For more than six mooons,she sure was small.SHe had slipped away from her mother as she was still stretching her bones fom the chills."Please,Patchpelt?"
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Post by Featherstar on Nov 21, 2007 10:50:53 GMT -5
"No, Bushkit. Not yet." Patchpelt smiled and lightly flicked the kit's ear with her tail. "You have to wait until you're an apprentice. Then I promise you can go hunting with me. If your mentor agrees." she added, belatedly remembering that she probably wasn't going to get an apprentice any time soon. "But for now, have fun and stay here with your mom in the nice, warm Nursery."
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Post by Lost on Nov 21, 2007 15:01:27 GMT -5
BlackKit looked up at her."If she cant go then can i come my mwummy no care i know she wwouldnt"he said in a little squeak his black fur bing neatly groom ober.HIs redpaw shuffling around patchpelt."Well can i?Please pwetty pwease"he begged her with sweet litttle blue eyes.His red paws held to gether in a beggin form
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Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Nov 22, 2007 13:59:57 GMT -5
Shadowstar looked at Bushkit. "Soon Bushkit but not yet" He purred.
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Post by Yellowfang on Nov 22, 2007 17:48:32 GMT -5
Buhskit couldnt help herself.Her paw stamped to the ground and her lip went out for a pout.The pretty cat she knew as 'mommy' slid smoothly out of the nursery.Over all she was good-looking,but her face.Her face would never be the same anymore.Her eyes were shallow and always seemed puffy from weeping,and it all just looked sunken in.She licked Bushkit affectionatly."Yes,SHadowstar`s right.You`re clsoe,my little Bushykit.Close."
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Post by Featherstar on Nov 23, 2007 13:24:44 GMT -5
"No, Blackkit. Not you, either. When your an apprentice, definately." Patchpelt grinned and gave the kit a quick lick between the ears. "Anyone else whose above six moons?" she called, humor in her mew, "Or will I have to go hunting by myself?"
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Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Nov 23, 2007 13:36:20 GMT -5
"I will come" A smooth voice purred. Tawnypelt drew herself out of the cold shadows. Her wonderful patchy pelt glowed.
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Post by Featherstar on Nov 24, 2007 14:14:02 GMT -5
"Great!" Patchpelt bounced. "You want to wait for anybody else, or just leave now?" She glanced at the crowd quizzically.
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Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Nov 24, 2007 14:25:38 GMT -5
"Lets just go my daughter" She laughed. Then licked her on the face.
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Post by Featherstar on Dec 1, 2007 10:38:24 GMT -5
"Okay, then!" Patchpelt smiled. She led the way out of camp and into the cool pine forest. The sound of tiny paws scrambling over the frost reached her ears. She dropped into a hunter's crouch and padded silenty toward it. Suddenly she pounced and killed the mouse with a swift bite to the neck.
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Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Dec 1, 2007 15:09:23 GMT -5
Tawnypelt crept very slow. Her body close to the ground. Two mice were lined up, chattering to eachother. A twig snapped at her paws but they didn't move-to preoccupied with their incesant (dunno how to spell it well XD) chattering. Within the next two seconds there were two squeals, abruptly cut off and blood stains on the white snow.
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Post by Featherstar on Dec 11, 2007 11:16:22 GMT -5
"Nice catch." Patchpelt said softly to her mother. She scratched dirt over her catch and prowled further into the trees.
Hunting was not good. Prey had hidden from the cold by digging themselves into their burrows. Nevertheless, Patchpelt soon sniffed out a vole. She padded silently behind it. Suddenly the wind changed. The vole began to run, with Patchpelt close behind. Her paws slapped the cold, hard ground seconds after the vole dove into it's burrow. "Mouse!" she whispered to herself angrily. Then she shrugged it off and kept hunting.
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Post by [x].xx.Lightningfire.xx.[x] on Dec 11, 2007 12:36:56 GMT -5
After burying her own prey, Tawnypelt sighed and sniffed again. Like a Bloodhound, she sniffed the snowy ground. Her pawsteps imprinted along the ground and as she stepped next to a tree she smelt a strone scent of rabbit. She crept into a small hole and breathed slowly. Something else was breathing too. The scent got stronger and stronger. She suddenly stuck a warm and sleeping body and blood oozed onto her clear claws.
She clattered out with a plump rabbit body in her jaws- fattened by its gatherings.
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Post by Featherstar on Dec 19, 2007 11:14:00 GMT -5
Patchpelt ears swiveled as the sound of scuffling paws reached her ears. She crouched low and tasted the air. A squirrel. Patchpelt sneaked towards it. She pounced and killed it with a well-aimed blow to the neck.
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