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Post by Aririkateku on Apr 1, 2008 9:29:43 GMT 9
Walking in your dreams... Whitepebble narrowed his eyes at the slightly buldgy cat that was gazing lovingly at Stonerib. Weird. A she-cat kittypet who looked pregnant, in love with Stonerib. Why did all of this seem so suspicious? Then his gaze traveled over to the other two kittypets sitting in the tree. Well, they were in love. The tom was shooting daggers into the back of Stonerib's head. "Alright. I guess that means we should get going."
The white cat turned, and flicked his tail for the group to follow. This was puzzling him so. +~+~+~+~+~+~+~ "Stonerib? Who's this?" Sylphie looked down worriedly at the strange cat on the ground. Ah, his name was Whitepebble. "Uhm, hi Whitepebble. I'm Sylphie. This is Kifi, my brother, and that is Misty, my best friend." The pregnant kitty gestured to each cat as she introduced them.
Soon, she and Kifi had jumped to the ground, and Sylphie was at Stonerib's side. Kifi turned to watch Misty. =To camp?= Aren't I evil?
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Post by Fishy on Apr 4, 2008 4:37:16 GMT 9
Misty nodded to the cat below. She jumped down from the tree and stumbled a bit. She was already caring hers and Kifi's kits but she would tell the news AFTER Sylphie had her kits. Was she ready to leave her home? Her boy? She looked back and spotted the boy smiling and staring at her out the window. As if he was letting her leave. How would she get her collar off. She glanced back at Kifi and sighed.
She raced over to her old home and rubbed against the door scratching the collar. The boy got the message and took the collar off. Rubbing her head he gave a final turn and left. Misty bounded back over to her new mate and sighed giving him a lick between the ears. "I'm ready." and she leaped over the fence and stared at the mountain in front of her.
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Post by Folf on Apr 4, 2008 8:41:49 GMT 9
Þ-- Fall breathes his chilling breath... [/font] Stonerib did his best to a avoid the accusing, if curious, glances sent to him by Whitepebble. And the urge to knead the ground, which was soft and malleable with the snow melting atop it. And the frightening thought of teaching three kittypets the ways of the Clans and Warrior Code. The tom knew no one in SnowClan would help him willingly. If they were even accepted. If he was even accepted.
Enough of that! The Maine Coon shook his head roughly, aggressively even, the ruff ringing his head fluffing out even more. Even so, the warrior kept his eyes at the un-blemished, perfectly blue sky ahead. He missed Misty's farewell, and the scampering down of trunks, the anxious glances at the mountain towering proudly ahead.
Stonerib was only broken from his trance as Sylphie's scent overwhelmed his senses, an electric feeling connecting his mottled for to her striped. The tom barely suppressed a purr of joy as he looked up at Whitepebble, who was waiting.
"We better go," he meowed, the message as much for the cats around him as for himself. Keeping his maned face held proudly- he was a senior warrior, after all- and began at a steady lope towards home for him, about as foreign as the back of his paw. Which wasn't much. Sparing a glance behind him, the warrior knew he couldn't say the same to his beloved, and her brother and friend.
"Now, Whitepebble, you wanted the tale. It started..."
Stonerib barely felt his muzzle move as the words tumbled out, nor the increasingly strong crunch of snow beneath his paws. Even the whispering thought of troubles ahead were ignored. Live in the moment, after all, especially if you have a possible trial ahead of you.
{ Yes, to camp! =O And will Missus Shade post first, or shall I? x3 }--reminding Earth of times to come... [/left][/color][/center]
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Post by Aririkateku on Apr 5, 2008 9:57:13 GMT 9
Walking in your dreams... //Ooc: No Pride/Missus Shade shall post first, thank you! ;D\\
Whitepebble nodded towards Stonerib, and continued leading the way. The large Main Coon was now explaining the situation. Golden eyes widening, the white-furred warrior turned his head to face Stonerib. The story was pouring from the chocolate tom's jaw like he had told it a thousand times over.
"Well," Whitepebble paused to clear his throat, "that's certainly an...interesting story." Shaking his head, the overly-sensitive warrior stared ahead. Stonerib was to be a father. The father to kittypet kits. How embaressing! "Congr..."he trailed off, not sure if he could believe any of it, "Congratulations, Stonerib. And you too, Sylphie."
Sylphie nodded. "Thank you, Whitepebble." Sylphie looked back to see Misty returning from forever leaving her boy. "Whitepebble? Once we're accepted into your Clan, we won't ever be able to come back here to visit, correct?"
"Correct. You'll have to learn the ways of the warrior, once your kits have been made into apprentices. As for your brother," Whitepebble looked over at the couple walking behind them, "he will have to learn to hunt and fight as soon as he's accepted. Same goes for your friend there, too." =To camp!= Aren't I evil?
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