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Post by Scarheart321 on Sept 13, 2009 12:17:54 GMT -5
His pads ached from the many patrols he had gone on today and now was a time to get away. He laid beneath a tree in the shade, quietly slipping away into sleep. With a shake he woke himself again, knowing that if a cat saw him sleeping out here and instead of in camp they might say something. Liftedstar decided to get up and hunt for a little while, hoping that would keep him fully awake.
Three mice and two squirrels (which was good, knowing that it was leafbare) were what he buried, not necessarily on a hunting patrol but it would be much better if he brought some prey back. Night was on its way, he knew, as dusk touched the sky so gently. A soft breeze came and told him that it would be a good day tomorrow, even with the snow that would come. He yawned a bit and closed his eyes, "I'll rest my eyes and then take the prey back to camp," he said quietly to himself.
When he awoke the stars were just then coming. He jumped up as pawsteps came. His tongue went over his chest for a few moments and then start to pick up the prey.
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Post by Admin on Sept 15, 2009 19:45:05 GMT -5
Piercing eyes looked him down. They were haunting, yet seductive for a young femmora her age. Her black white and brown pelt slowly turned to silver like she had fallen from starclan. Her eyes lifted to meet his."Liftedstar..." She tilted her head to the side and a warm smile started form. Teasing but friendly. Pearly white fangs glittered in the soft moonlight."Banditpaw and I have already gone hunting today...before the thunderstorm hit..." She lifted her nose and took a breath in. It still smelled like metallic lightning."Why don't I have a mentor yet?" Maskedpaw stood up straighter now. 9 moons old and should be well on her way to becomming a warrior, but she trained with her friend banditpaw most days for no warrior could unleash an energetic apprentice. The shy soft spoken apprentice was the oddball out and everyone was ready to admit it.
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Post by Scarheart321 on Sept 17, 2009 5:50:42 GMT -5
His ears flicked as he saw her and heard her voice. He felt a bit thrown off by the power that her eyes shown but he shook it a little, trying to let it leave when it wouldn't. Lightning struck in the sky making his tail twitch a little. He purred at her as he spoke, "That's good Maskedpaw," he meowed softly, "You are well on your way to being a warrior." Liftedstar couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as he looked on the young she-cat, she seemed most definetly ready to become a warrior but he would need to assess her. His pelt quivered as he let his thoughts cover him with worry over her question. With not a good bit f warriors out to train her it was hard. He padded closer to her and smiled at her, "You will have one soon," he promised.
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Post by Admin on Sept 17, 2009 15:01:13 GMT -5
Maskedpaw lifted her chin up at the praise from her leader. She was well on her way to becomming a warrior. That's all she needed to hear. Not to mention that is pretty good for not having a warrior train her. She learned her ways by pratciing with Banditpaw daily. Both Hunting and fighting. It wasn't perfect but in any situation at least she could make herself useful."Has an apprentice ever chosen there warrior name? Or has had one changed because the name did not fit?"
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Post by Scarheart321 on Sept 18, 2009 5:45:11 GMT -5
Liftedstar smiled at her as he saw her chin go up. The Clan would need warriors with that kind of pride. His ears flicked as she asked him the questions. For a moment he had to think about it and then a slight nod came to him, "It has happened," he meowed, "Though not in my time as leader but it has. It is not very common to happen." He kept his soft smile to her, wondering if she was asking him for a reason unto herself. His mouth opened from a smile to let out the question, "Are you asking me this for a reason?" His voice was sweet as he spoke to her.
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Post by Admin on Sept 18, 2009 14:17:07 GMT -5
Maskedpaw giggled softly and nodded." Well I heard from a warrior that you aren't a loud to choose a warrior name that would just be silly. But I like MaskedSong.....Because my moms first part name was Song so it would be like a legacy ya know?" She sighed then licked her chest."However Maskedharmony and Masked-dawn are also a VERY close second favorite."
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Post by Scarheart321 on Sept 18, 2009 21:48:30 GMT -5
He smiled warmly at her as she giggled. A slight sigh came from his mouth as he spoke, "Well, it's silly that a warrior would say that," he meowed softly to her, "Apprentices don't go around and say what their warrior name will be but when something comes up they can ask." Liftedstar's eyes were warm as she spoke of the name she wanted and why. He could understand her wanting for a genuine reason like that. A kind purr rumbled gently in his chest, "I will take those names into consideration," he promised.
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Post by Admin on Sept 19, 2009 9:47:52 GMT -5
Maskedpaw nodded silence sweeping over the forest. As she breathed you could see the white puffs of air. This would be her second leafbare she was born in the harshness of it so even though she was only going to be a year old it would be her second one."I'm glad you will take it into consideration but I'm sure any name will be pefect i'm not pickey. She swiped her tounge around her muzzle and looked to the skies."You need to choose your deputy! Oh that must be one of the most exciting ceremonies ever!"
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Post by Scarheart321 on Sept 19, 2009 22:31:13 GMT -5
His smile kept going and it grew in warmth as she spoke. He was glad to have an apprentice like her in ThunderClan who was open. Liftedstar knew what his heart was set on to name her and now he was sure as he watched her. When she went on he pricked his ears, "Yes," he meowed, "It is when you are choosing the next leader of ThunderClan, but quite hard as well." His soft eyes blinked at her and he turned to his fresh-kill, "Would you mind helping me carry these back before it turns to crowfood?"
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Post by A lone tear falls on Sept 19, 2009 23:22:26 GMT -5
Banditpaw stepped silently from the shadows and padded to the pile of fresh-kill that needed to be taken back to camp. "I'll help," his voice was full of his enthusiasm. "When will we get our warrior ceremonies and who is going to be the new deputy?" His eyes locked onto Maskedpaw, soft and gentle.
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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2009 6:15:24 GMT -5
Maskedpaw snorted. Before she took a piece of freshkill between her sharp teeth she spoke."We need to be assessed first silly. Since we haven't had actual mentors so it could be three moons at the least..... 4 or 5 at the most.... and don't rush him the deputy picking must be so hard....I will not be hurt at all if I never have to go through picking a deputy. I don't think I could ever lead a clan it must be fairly difficult." She mewed picking up a rather small mouse.
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Post by Scarheart321 on Sept 20, 2009 7:46:09 GMT -5
Liftedstar looked amused at the two as he picked up some fresh-kill. A quick nod came to him as he spoke, "Yes, you need assessed," he started softly past the mouse in his mouth, "I hope it doesn't take that long. If you show to be true warriors your time will be sooner than that." He flicked his whiskers happily and picked up more into his mouth. With another nod he sighed, "It is very hard but worth every thought." His meow stopped as she went on and his ears flicked a bit, "Don't doubt yourself Maskedpaw, you never know what StarClan may want from you. Leading a Clan is difficult but you learn."
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Post by A lone tear falls on Sept 21, 2009 9:23:32 GMT -5
Banditpaw's face grew hot as he thought of his thoughtless eagerness. "I'm sure you'll pick a good deputy."
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Post by Admin on Sept 21, 2009 16:59:11 GMT -5
maskedpaw nodded in agreement. liftedstar had plenty of experience. His past deputy had greencoucgh was is? she couldn't remember."If I ever by some fluke become a leader to Thunderclan I would want banditpaw or sparrowbreeze to be my deputy!"
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Post by Scarheart321 on Sept 22, 2009 17:33:37 GMT -5
Liftedstar's whiskers flicked a bit as Banditpaw spoke, "Thank you," he said happily to the apprentice. His eyes turned to Maskedpaw and they shone with kindness. Words came out of his mouth like an easy-flowing stream, "If and when that day comes," he meowed softly, "I will be watching proudly from StarClan." He never did like to sound too morbad but it was true, if and when that day came he would be dead.
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