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Post by Goth on Jan 13, 2007 22:34:05 GMT -5
Gothdelicacy prowled into the area with the steps of grace. Her eyes were sweet and mesmorizing as she approuched Inkspell with a soft purr. She knew he was troubled, for she could feel it with a medic's blood...and a friend's blood. The dear tom needed someone's shoulder to lean on in a time like this, even if no one needed to see, even if it wasn't seeable. She was there. She'd always be here. Gothdelicacy knew her judgement day would come for the pack to choose the medicine cat. She could only hope she'd get the position, as she'd trained all her life since her birth as a rogue for it. She knew there were quite a few others that dreamed for her too, but it was up to their faithfull leader. She smiled sweetly as her tail curved around her, sitting back like a sphinx.
"Ello', Inkspell and company."
She purred slightly, though it was almost fake. Only close friends could tell that the gothic cat was a kind a beautiful being...but... behind the scenes, she was a sad charactor. Something was missing, and it was her brother. Her twin brother.
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 13, 2007 22:36:08 GMT -5
The black tom shuffled his forepaws. "Well... uhm... I was actually both... one of those few rare ones that taught themselves. I was actually a Cave-Guarder but was seperated from my Tribe for a few moons and I had to teach myself to hunt."
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Post by Inkspell on Jan 13, 2007 22:39:47 GMT -5
Inkspell looked up to see Waveheart but Gothdelicacy caught his eye first. He purred softly a greeting to his friend, only she knew what had really happened to his kits. He looked over to her for a moment and then back to Dragon. He turned then to Waveheart and dipped his head in a way that said to hold on a moment. And then he waited for Dragon's response to his earlier questions.
He nodded to Dragon. "Yes, I see..." He said in a seemingly wary voice, but really it wasn't, he was just a bit preoccupied as he looked back to Waveheart. "Did you want something Waveheart?" He asked with open eyes that showed he wasn't angry at the interruption or anything.
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 13, 2007 22:43:42 GMT -5
Dragon looked away, his head low, bad memories returning.
"Inkspell!" came a mew as Gracefur ran to her brother. "Whats up?"
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Post by Inkspell on Jan 13, 2007 22:48:22 GMT -5
Inkspell looked over to see his sister, he knew he'd see her soon. Smiling to himself he mewed back at her, "Nothing Much Gracefur." His tail flicked as he turned back to Waveheart still waiting. It was strange to have so many cats talking to him or approaching at once, but only weird. He didn't mind and he knew he could handle it, his eyes radiated with warmth at the attention really. it was a nice change.
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Post by Running Wolf on Jan 13, 2007 22:56:31 GMT -5
"How have things been going?" Waveheart meowed, looking at Dragon.
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 14, 2007 9:52:06 GMT -5
Dragon looked directly at Waveheart. "What? Oh-oh, umm... things have been... fine, I guess. I'm just having problem with the swimming."
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Post by Goth on Jan 14, 2007 10:16:03 GMT -5
Gothdelicacy found that she had no place to talk right here and now. She'd rather be by herself, knowing that somewhere out there her brother was waiting. Or was he? Surely he had the same mourn of seperation. Unless he had truely become a dark leader as predicted. She smiled at Inkspell as he explained so many things to the newcombers.
"Pardon me, dears."
She purred with soft eyes and bringing her figure past the group. She found a ledge that seemed to loop down like a cliff. Simply and silently she pounced apon the rock and gazed out at the land. Her stance and pose was like a goddess gazing out with knowledge. She brought her tail to her left side and over her paws.
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Post by Sharktooth on Jan 15, 2007 14:09:23 GMT -5
Sharktooth quietly strode to the group of cats. "Anyone want to go out 'n hunt?" She asked licking her lips at the thought of prey.
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 15, 2007 14:19:13 GMT -5
"Uhm... no," Dragon said curtly. "I can't fish or swim!"
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Post by Sharktooth on Jan 15, 2007 15:24:35 GMT -5
Sharktooth blinked. "Then follow me, and I'll teach you," She murmmered. The she-cat bounded closer to the shore, her tail flicking for Dragon to follow.
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 15, 2007 15:26:41 GMT -5
Dragon narrowed his eyes. He grumbled and followed the she-cat.
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Post by Sharktooth on Jan 15, 2007 15:38:47 GMT -5
"Because the water creates a certain illusion," Sharktooth explained. "You need to grab the fish a bit above where it actually seems to be." She demonstrated as she swiftly fished a passing fish.
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 15, 2007 15:51:30 GMT -5
(She pulled a fish... from sand? o-o )
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Post by Sharktooth on Jan 15, 2007 15:58:05 GMT -5
(No, that couldn't really be possible could it? -_- If you read my earlier posts 'The she-cat bounded closer to shore') Sharktooth moved aside, brushing her wet paw against the dry sand. "Now you try," She suggested.
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