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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 9, 2007 14:06:20 GMT -5
Once Atroxfire had got out on camp and out of sight he had dropped his act and bounced over to the stream, grinning slowly to himself as he washed the faint cut on his chest that looked horribly fatal. Chuckling a little he wiped the blood away, his ears pricked as he gazed out at the moon. |
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 9, 2007 17:05:17 GMT -5
"Atroxfire..." Shadowheart mewed as he walked to the other side of the river, out of his friend's reach. His shoulder was mysteriously stitched with cobwebs. "Look out for that new rogue. Don't talk to him about the plan- he isn't like me."
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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 9, 2007 17:08:03 GMT -5
"What new Rouge.."
Atroxfire peered curiously over at Shadowheart, his eyes soon drifting down to the cut on his shoulder. He wined, not knowing how heart he had actually claws the cat. Licking his whiskers in curiosity he looked over at Shadowheart once more. [/center] |
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 9, 2007 17:28:18 GMT -5
"Dagger...claw," Shadowheart said carefully. Suddenly his eyes averted Atroxfire's gaze and dashed into the bushes.
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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 9, 2007 17:33:01 GMT -5
[center[He grunted in disgust, that stupid tom who was in love with Wolfstar, he already knew he had to steer clear. Shivering in distaste he glared down at his reflection, venomous eyes glaring back up at him. [/center]
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 9, 2007 17:38:38 GMT -5
Shadowheart emerged again. "I thought... someone was coming." Then he flicked his tail in amusement. "Jealous, eh?"
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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 9, 2007 17:45:05 GMT -5
His face twisted into a look of nastiness, growling. His mind drifted over to Tigerstripe, his eyes resting on the ground below his feet as he exhaled slowly. He didn't know how to tell her and he knew not to say it now.. it would ruin the plan. How could Shadowheart even consider that wretch Wolfstar. |
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Post by Burning Falcon on Jan 9, 2007 21:16:09 GMT -5
Sensing Atroxfire's thoughts, he laughed, "I didn't mean of Daggerclaw, you stupid StarClan-cursed furball!" He coughed and then rasped, "I mean about having a mate. You never had that. You only had me." He winked. "Take care of my daughter, Atroxfire. My life isn't going to last much longer. I plan to perish in the progress of our plan."
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