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Post by kura on May 28, 2008 16:13:25 GMT -8
Bristlefur stared up into the branches of the flame tree, this was her favorite spot in the whole territory, she would like to be here more then any were else even camp. She tore her gaze away from the tall tree, looking out at the world beyond, a world that seemed so much bigger then her. It sometimes made her feel powerless, useless. Shaking off the unsettling thoughts she thought of what her clan may be up to. But she threw those thoughts away to, she didn't want to think of her clan right now, no she'd rather think of nothing but the beauty around her. Closing her eyes, she shut down any thought that ran threw her mind. She only wanted to concentrate on the wind that blow threw her midnight colored pelt.
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Post by Glyph on Jun 17, 2008 12:27:35 GMT -8
A loud yawn broke the quiet from a few tail-lengths away, in a small patch of brush. It rustled a bit, shaking some dryer leaves free as a young tom pushed his way through, his ginger and white coat standing out brilliantly against the green foliage.
"You've been sitting there for forever, Bristlefur." Redwing meowed, almost irritably. "You nearly put me to sleep."
The rather scrawny warrior padded closer to the dark-furred she-cat, tilting his head and blinking his golden eyes as they switched from watching her, to looking up at the tall tree. "What're you doing, anyway?"
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Post by kura on Jun 17, 2008 12:48:23 GMT -8
Bristlefur spun around snapping her eyes open to glare at the intruder, Redwing. She sat back letting her muscles loosen, it was no enemy. It was just Redwing. "What I'm doing is none of your business Redwing. What are you doing here anyway? shouldn't you be with the clan?" she hissed, her fur bristling even though she sat looking calm. But her fur gave her away, she was irritated at having been interrupted, especially by Redwing. She forced her fur to flatten, hating how easily she could be angered.
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Post by Glyph on Jun 17, 2008 12:55:14 GMT -8
Redwing smirked at Bristlefur's ... bristling fur. A grin cracked across his muzzle at the thought, undeterred by her temper.
"I was hunting, thank you very much." The red and white tom retorted, snorting as he sat down a few paces away. "But I got sidetracked. I thought I scented a fox." Now the young warrior's own pelt began to rise, and his teeth gritted together at the memory of those mangy vermin.
Golden eyes blazing, Redwing glanced back at the she-cat, this time a bit more irritably than before. "Luckily it was just a stale den."
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Post by kura on Jun 17, 2008 13:15:35 GMT -8
Bristlefur snorted at Redwings words, her fur finally laying flat, but her temper still flared. Her lips pulled back in a sneer as she caught Redwings last words, was that an insult? She turned toward him lashing out with a sheathed paw, "shut up furball!" she hissed. She glared at him, though it was only halfhearted. She wasn't in the mood to be angry, She turned back away from him gazing up at the flame tree. The setting sun casting it's glow over the tree, the flame tree look as if it had caught fire. It was the sight of the flame tree that made her breath catch. She would always think it was the most beautiful thing in the world, she loved it more then any thing.
Her eyes softened, as she continued to gaze at the tree, but her sense returned reminding her of Redwing. She cast a cold glance his way, wondering if he saw her weak moment before spinning around in the direction of home. "Come one we should be heading back to camp."
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Post by Glyph on Jun 17, 2008 13:25:27 GMT -8
Redwing yowled angrily when Bristlefur lashed out at him, but refused to back way. Instead, he stubbornly took a step forward, the fur along his spine and tail puffing out and making him look double his normal size.
"What's your problem?!" The tom spat, baring his teeth at her. Great, now she'd got his temper flared as well!
He ignored the look she gave the tree, instead keeping his gaze locked fiercely on her until she looked back. Growling something about insanity to himself, Redwing spun about toward the bush he'd emerged from, retrieving the two mice he'd caught during his hunt.
"Bossy she-cat." He muttered through a mouthful of fur, lashing his tail about as his white paws padded after Bristlefur.
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Post by kura on Jun 18, 2008 15:32:41 GMT -8
OOC: lets continue at the camp
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Post by Glyph on Jun 18, 2008 17:36:41 GMT -8
OOC: Okay. You want to make the thread?
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