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Post by Patches on Feb 21, 2007 18:56:08 GMT -5
Patches held his head low, he walked forward without looking, he had no reason too, he was so unhappy, he never really found his true love, he has kits, but never felt like he was the father, he had another litter of kits, but knew that he would be forgotten. Patches glanced the the side, raising his head alittle, and seeing two beautiful sparrows fly high into the air,their wings graceful, itheir songs so beauiful, why couldn't he find his true love?.
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Post by Ferny on Feb 21, 2007 19:22:22 GMT -5
A dark brown tabby clan cat walked silently through the grasses. His head was low and his eyes watching. His name was Tigerheart, ex. rouge and new Thunderclan warrior. He knew it wasn't a bad thing taking a walk, but off his terratory? Loner terratory dind't matter did it? Sighing he walked around a rock and froze, another cat. Blinking he raised his head and watched this other cat watch the sparrows.
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Post by Patches on Feb 21, 2007 19:25:24 GMT -5
Patches jerked his head in the direction of tigerheart, he growled, barring his teeth, and unsheathing his claws, he let out a horrifing growl, sounding almost like thunder, but smaller. Patches fur stood on end as he waited for the new cat to introduce himself. his tail started to puff out, and his eyes narrowing, sometimes patches would just get really hostile around other cats, I guess it's because he's had a family, and needed to protect them.
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Post by Ferny on Feb 21, 2007 19:34:35 GMT -5
Loners he thought to himself as he took another step out from behind the rock, revealing a long scar running down his shoulder. Tigerheart carried the scent of a rouge and a Thunderclan cat, but hte rouge was still fading. He layed his green eyes on the cats, and waited. The cat unsheathed his claws and puffed out, that brought back horrible memories. Memories of the white apprentice that he was forced to kill, the one that gave him a long scar down his shoulder. Blinking he gave a half smile, half good half evil. "Hello there loner, I'm Tigerheart"
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Post by Patches on Feb 21, 2007 19:38:55 GMT -5
"Patches" he spat, and then eyed the cat, this was no threat to him! he eyed the cat once more, and shook his ruffled pelt, "Sorry about that" he meowed, and sat down to calm himself, "Just got a little carried away" he meowed. Patches looked to where the sparrows flew away, and looked behind him, to see if anyone else was there.
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Post by Meerful on Feb 21, 2007 19:39:25 GMT -5
//I'm posting here// A lightly colored ginger tabby cat leaped across the forest floor in search of something to do. Her paws pattered across the clearing, when her eye caught the glimpse ofa dark tabby cat. Tigerheart! she thought immediatly, jumping over to greet him. She rushed as fast as she could before she reached him. "Hey!" She mewed, happy to see a familiar face. "What are you doing here?" She asked. //Gtg, nvm, grocery shopping.  // |
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Post by Ferny on Feb 21, 2007 19:43:36 GMT -5
Tigerheart nodded to Patches, then turned his head to Whiskerpaw bonding towards him. "Hi Whiskerpaw, um...just taking a walk over the loner terratories to well bring back better memories." He flicked his ear and looked to Patches "It's fine, I normaly have that reatcion, either that or I imediatly get attacked" he sighed and sat down. Curling his tail over his paws, hiding his unsheathed claws. Looking to Whiskerpaw he sheathed his claws, he dind't want to be thought of asa heartless rouge.
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Post by Meerful on Feb 21, 2007 19:45:02 GMT -5
Whiskerpaw nodded to him enthusiastically. "Great! Hey, it's great seeing you, did you hear? Arrowpaw likes me!" She mewed, doing a spin in whirlign joy. "Well, I'll come back in a minute or so, I'm hungry" She mewed, wlakign away to go hunt.
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Post by Patches on Feb 21, 2007 19:47:50 GMT -5
((Whiskerpaw, is a silver tabby, right?)))
Patches saw whiskerpaw bound in, he saw his daughter for the third time in her whole entire time, "W-whiskerpaw?" he studdered, it was his daughter he was seeing, his daughter that was so much like him, the little enthusiastic daughter, the one that use to catch moth's and bring them back to him, his daughter.
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Post by Meerful on Feb 21, 2007 20:05:53 GMT -5
//Nu uh, I thought she was a ginger she cat//
Whiskerpaw turned around. Who was this cat? "Uh hi there. Nice to meet you" She mewed, her paws itching to go and run around.
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Post by Ferny on Feb 21, 2007 21:55:28 GMT -5
Tigerheart nodded to Whiskerpaw and then heard Patches talk to her. Turning his head he blinked, did he know Whiskerpaw? Shifting slightly he watched Patches, then Whiskerpaw.
((such a bad post sorry))
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Post by Meerful on Feb 23, 2007 22:06:20 GMT -5
Whiskerpaw looked to Tigerheart, a look of question on her face. Who the heck was this kittypet, and why was he so compelled to her? It... It kidn of creeped her out.
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Post by Patches on Feb 24, 2007 13:25:27 GMT -5
//She's a gray tabby//
"W-whiskerpaw, I'm your father" he meowed, and looked at her again, and then back at tigerheart.
//And he's not a KITTY-PET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He's from TC for your info!!!//
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Post by Meerful on Feb 24, 2007 13:26:48 GMT -5
//Well, she's a ginger she cat on my siggy, so that's what I'll call her.//
Whiskerpaw jumped back in surprise. "That's impossible" She mewed. How could he be? They loked nothing alike.
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Post by Patches on Feb 24, 2007 13:29:10 GMT -5
"It's possible" he meowed, and looked at again, and then back at tigerheart. "Your mother is brindlefur, she and I use to be mates" he meowed.
//Well she's a gray tabby, just to tell you!//
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Post by Meerful on Feb 24, 2007 13:31:38 GMT -5
//Okay, but since I have her ginger colored, I cn't change it now.//
Whiskerpaw shook her head. "Okay.... If you were, why arent you now" She challenged.
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Post by Ferny on Feb 24, 2007 22:13:26 GMT -5
Tigerheart watched the two argue. Bending down slightly he backed up and out of their way. Sitting back against the rock that st near by he watched them. They don't look anything aloke he thought. Then again look at me I look nothing like any of my sisters, who knows about my father.
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