blueskysummer
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Post by blueskysummer on Oct 18, 2009 13:05:40 GMT -8
(ooc: sorry for the lame title, my writer's mind went brain-dead)
Nightpaw opened her eyes, taking in the Skyclan camp. The frost-covered grass crunched as she stretched and got to her feet. the sun wasn't quite up yet, and a few stars were still visible in the dawn sky. She gazed up at them, her breath forming puffs of white in the cold morning air.
Carefull not to wake the other apprentices, some of wich were still sleeping, she paddded over to the fresh-kill pile. The pile seemed quite small, but Nightpaw hadn't been a clan member long enough to know if it was always this way or not.
Taking a mental note to ask Rosefeather if she could take her out hunting later, she plucked a skinny vole out from the edge of the pile. Finding a grassy spot that wasn't too frosty, she settled down to eat the small rodent, chewing through the frozen meat.
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Post by lakeripple on Oct 19, 2009 8:07:24 GMT -8
Dawnstar pulled her aching muscles out of her den, stretching every one. She yawned and leaped atop the rock, just to see what she was dealing with today. Wrapping her frosty tail around her paws, the tabby she-cat glanced around. She smiled when she saw Nightpaw out and wondered vaguely where Dreampaw was. Then she frowned. Of course she knew. If Dreampaw wasn't in her den, she was with Flashpaw. Would her apprentice never learn? Dawnstar cared too much for Dreampaw to want her to learn the same lesson she did. Ah, but she had Galaxyshadow now and he loved her despite the fact that she could never mother any kits due to her position. Shuffling her paws, Dawnstar leaped onto the frost-bitten ground and padded over to Nightpaw.
"Couldn't sleep?" she asked, all the time staring at the scrawny fresh-kill pile. There was a war coming, and her Clan had to be well fed. FireClan never went hungry. Oh, why did leaf-bare have to bring such misery? At least there were no young kits in the nursery.
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blueskysummer
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Post by blueskysummer on Oct 19, 2009 13:31:38 GMT -8
Nightpaw looked up from her small meal to see her Clan leader. the whole idea of a clan leader was fasinating to the apprentice. One cat, able to direct and watch over so many others. If that was attempted in the twoleg alleyways Nightpaw had once lived in, there were either uprisings or the twolegs discovered them, driving them away. And having nine lives, how amazing! To live in and explore the forrest for not one, but nine lifetimes! you could win any battle, you could live without fear! It made Nightpaw wonder if someday she could become a clan leader, and have nine lives of her own to protect her clan with. How amazing that must be... She smiled, pushing away the thoughts. She wasn't even a warrior yet! Besides, she was probably the last one in line to be clan leader. It didn't bother her too much though. As long as she could be a member of Skyclan, she was perfectly happy. "I'm not used to sleeping all night. Back in... before I joined Skyclan I was almost always moving." She nodded respectfully to Dawnstar. "And you?" (ooc: sorry, did i go off on a tanjent? my ADD mind does that sometimes... ^^  |
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Post by lakeripple on Oct 19, 2009 13:38:11 GMT -8
A faraway look came to Dawnstar's eyes. "There is too much going on to sleep," she murmured, staring blankly into the sky. Shaking away her thoughts, she smiled at Nightpaw.
"Of course. I do know what you mean Nightpaw. I'm like you. I'm not from SkyClan. I'm from far away and I came here at an apprentice age with my four friends. We were divided into the Clans... but my point is, I do know what you mean." Dawnstar shuddered, remembering the cold nights and the threat of death, sickness, and the ever looming past trying to catch up with them.
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blueskysummer
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Post by blueskysummer on Oct 19, 2009 14:08:46 GMT -8
Nightpaw saw the look of sadness in her leaders eyes. It was a look she knew well, a look she had once seen in her reflection, in the purple eyes staring up at her through a shallow puddle or a broken twoleg mirror. It was the look of one haunted by memories that should be locked up somewhere dark while the key is fed to a migrating bird.
Nightpaw knew her dark memories.
She knew the sound of two kits screaming for their mother with only merciless rain answering.
She knew the threatening glint of dark eyes in every shadow that said 'come closer and you're dead.'
She knew the echo of her own littermates stinging words in her ears as she watched him dissapear into the trees.
Nightpaw forced herself not to shudder as a strong gust of wind brought her back to reality. a surge of curiosity came over her as she blurt out. "Who were the other cats you came with? Did you ever see them again?"
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Post by lakeripple on Oct 19, 2009 14:13:53 GMT -8
Dawnstar blinked in surprise. "Yes, I've seen all of them since." Her eyes narrowed. Lightmask... "And yet some I never want to see again." The last part came out as a growl as she thought of the tom she once loved and the cat who was once her best friend, then fell in love with her tom. Amberstone... "But I do talk to one of them often. She's just across the border, in EarthClan."
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blueskysummer
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Post by blueskysummer on Oct 19, 2009 14:41:31 GMT -8
Nightpaw suddenly felt bad for asking. In an attempt to cheer up the leader, she mewed, "Earthclan, huh? Thats nice. maybe I'll see her at the next gathering," If there is annother, which won't be soon anyway because of all these tensions... "what's her name?"
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Post by lakeripple on Oct 21, 2009 13:33:04 GMT -8
Dawnstar flicked her ears. So many questions... questions weren't feeding the Clan. But Nightpaw's intentions were good...
"Mossstream," she murmured, picturing the pretty tortoiseshell. Mossstream had also had a forbidden love, with the other tom, Runningflame. What a complicated time that had been. How had it gotten so much more complicated? Sometimes life did the impossible.
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blueskysummer
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Post by blueskysummer on Oct 21, 2009 14:53:07 GMT -8
Mossstream... Nightpaw thought, engraving the name in her brain. She'd ask around at the next gathering, try to find the Earthclan cat.
"The sun's almost up," She looked at the yellowish tint of the sky above the treetops. "I can go out with the dawn patrol if they need cats. I want to work on scenting prey, and stalking it as well," Nightpaw looked at her leader for approval.
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Post by lakeripple on Oct 22, 2009 11:48:11 GMT -8
Dawnstar yawned. "If you want to work on prey you should go with a hunting patrol, not the dawn patrol. The earliest hunting patrol leaves at a little past dawn and will be led by Thawpelt and consisting of Galaxyshadow and Dreampaw. You may ask if you may join them but should first get permission from Rosefeather, your mentor." The tabby leader's ears twitched. "I believe that she is leading the dawn patrol so you better catch her before she leaves." Dawnstar nodded to the apprentice before picking up a scrawny thrush and finishing it off in a couple quick bites.
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Post by blueskysummer on Oct 22, 2009 12:59:13 GMT -8
"Ok! Thanks, Dawnstar!" Nightpaw mewed excitedly, gulping down the rest of her vole. She turned, bounding off to find Rosefeather and the Dawn patroll.
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