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Post by jaystripe on Oct 13, 2009 21:45:09 GMT -5
Winpaw silent;y snuck out of the camp without anyone noticing. His fur glistened under the night time's almost full moon. He was not sleeping well and had just wanted to get out of the den. He walked the empty moorland that he calls home. The breeze ruffling his fur this is what he loved this is what calmed him. He sat on top of the morrland and looked down on the lake. The stars shown bright on the surface What a site it was it almost made everything better. What had been bothering him was that he wonder what he was here for. He wanted to be more than a normal warrior thats name will be lost sonn after his death off the tips of the tongues. He wanted to be amazing. He wanted his name to be carried on from every cats mouth in the entire forest. Thought he felt there would never be anything special about him. Unless he was to do something drastic.
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Post by A lone tear falls on Oct 17, 2009 14:34:16 GMT -5
The ginger kit silently slipped out of camp after seeing the apprentice Wingpaw leave. He liked following the apprentices in hope that he would learn something. He was almost old enough to be an apprentice anyway. So far he had become proficient in stalking and wasn't to bad at hunting either.
Burningkit stopped as the other tom sat down. He thought for a moment, his head tilted to the side, before joining the other cat. He looked up at the cat with large eyes, waiting for the apprentice to say something.
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Post by jaystripe on Oct 18, 2009 9:15:25 GMT -5
Wingpaw jumped as he saw the little kit. "What are you doing out here you need to go back to camp now." He had done the same as alittle kit he had even done worst. He knew he would probaly have to walk to the kit back to camp. He would hope no one would see them or else he had have to go into a line of questioning that he just wasnt in the mood for."Come on lets go back to camp."
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Post by A lone tear falls on Oct 21, 2009 9:03:44 GMT -5
"Why? I don't want to go back to camp. I'm almost an apprentice anyways, I can take care of myself." His ginger paws dragged on the ground as he followed Wingpaw toward camp.
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