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Post by ~*Snowstep on Dec 11, 2007 11:37:09 GMT -8
OOC: hah i got the title made up by my friend cause i was totally out of ideas. this is the meaning: before every climax, there's silence when everything's stable and quiet. then, right after, a huge climax arises and explodes like falling from cliff, and everything happens at once.
what'd u think? anyways, any ideas of what's gonna happen in this thread?
IC: Snowstep was surprised at how fearless Fierceclaw was; all the others in the clan would at least show SOME respect. but that was a small part that seemed... cool to the light grey she-cat. a shine of respect shone in her blue-green eyes. she padded side by side with Fierceclaw, but felt Thawpelt travel behind them. she felt her fur prick a little, feeling the brown tabby's eyes boring into her pelt. in a part of her, she was wondering what he was thinking...
OOC: sry i really had nothing to say. X.x
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Dec 12, 2007 14:20:18 GMT -8
OOC: Yes! Me like title! And no....me also brain dead to ideas.....  IC: Thawpelt looked on to the two warriors. Snowstep had whispered something, then Fierceclaw had some what hissed something back. What were they saying? Oh, what didn Thawpelt care. He would rather die then know, or care. But he couldn't help but wonder why Snowstep had a sudden interest in the black tom. Did she want to learn a few moves from him? No, the tom had good, but his attacks had been heartless. Plus, if Fierceclaw was so good, why hadn't he just finished him off the first heartbeats of the fight? The tom must be all hiss, and no bite.OOC: Dang.....Thawpelt is kind of turning emo I think.... 0_c |
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Post by ~*Snowstep on Dec 16, 2007 13:36:51 GMT -8
OOC: eh, Fierceclaw? 0.o u gonna post?
and, im so so sry for making Thawpelt so depressed. =S i feel bad.
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Dec 16, 2007 18:31:02 GMT -8
OOC: He will be fine!!!! It is all part of the....well....there really isn't a plan.....I'm just kind of flying by the seat of my pants here.....but yeah, Thawpelt will get over it! ^-^ *Pets Thawpelt, but screams when he attacks*
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Post by ~*Snowstep on Dec 22, 2007 20:28:28 GMT -8
LOL! i wonder where fierceclaw is? 0.o hasn't posted for so long! *waits*
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Post by fierceclaw on Dec 23, 2007 10:03:56 GMT -8
((Sorry guys, I've been extremely buisy here lately. If you ever need me ask for Sonic www.2chaoscity2.proboards80.com/index.cgi? )) Respect? Fierceclaw? That was one of those things that would be extremely awkward, disruption of the natural order. Like a swear word from the mouth of a saint, it just...wasn't right. Fierceclaw was used to being at the top of the totum-pole for his abilities, feared and respected without any sort of authority hanging over his head -- not even Starclan. Or so he thought...that was probably the reason his reign had been so short. Starclan had gotten sick of his kingdom's ruthlessness, and what better time to send it into a nose dive than when such an arrogant prick was in command? It had been some serious pwnage on the heavenly clan's part. And cats wondered why Fierceclaw was so bitter. But these things were far from Fierceclaw's mind. His ears were pricked and his head just a little higher than his shoulders, eyes watchful for potential prey. He seemed oblivious that Snowstep was traveling at his side, he didn't immediantly mind. Nor did he seem to notice Thawpelt's sour mood - probably because he didn't give a crap. The older tom could get over it, or he could have a mental breakdown and go nuts. As long as he didn't aggrivate or effect Fierceclaw's life, it wasn't his problem. "I hate patrols..." He thought crossly. There wasn't a point in hunting in groups unless you were hunting something that ONE cat can't handle. And Fierceclaw, personally, didn't plan on coming across a 6 foot super mouse in THIS forest. ((Alright, not sure exactly what we have planned here. Judging by the title, you DO have SOMETHING in mind right?)) |
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