//InNeedofAHerb\\

[[.F.]light]

Flightfoot thought that was slightly amusing but knew it was serious.

"Where is the little scrap anyway?"

Last he knew she was on the hill with him. Oh dear, she could have wandered off. If that was the case he'd have to go find her. "On the hill, or somewhere close..." Flightfoot wasn't certain, he knew she'd probably wander off. He'd just go track her down and retrieve her.

[dream.]

ooc;perfect setup for a dreamy move
bic;
Watching Flightfoot carefuly, she saw that it was Echostar he was talking to! Oh no... Ivorykit thought. She lowered her body into an attempted hunters crouch, and crept away, through the long grass. Hopefully Flightfoot wouldn't find her this time...this was the perfect oppurtunity to escape yarrow-collecting, which she hated.

[untilthis.echo]

Echostar's ears twitched and he rose to his paws once again, glancing back and forth. The bengal's nose and whiskers twitched, the sun gleaming down on him and Flightfloot in just the right way for the Windclan leader's pelt to turn into a warm shade of autumn red. The black spots on his mottled pelt seemed to meld into the autumn shade and the diamond on his chest gleamed as he lowered his neck to gaze down the hills. Claws slowly unsheathing at the prospect of a game of hide and seek, they sank into the soft earth and scratched it tenderly. Echostar turned and mewed, honest eyes amused and playfuly, "I think we have a little pale scrap on the loose. Shall we give chase to our prey?"

[[.F.]light]

Flightfoot watched him glancing back and forth. He was a bit curious of what he was looking at.

"I think we have a little pale scrap on the loose. Shall we give chase to our prey?"

So Ivorykit was dumping her yarrow-collecting punishment to do something else. This would be one game of hide and seek. "Let's or it might just disappear." He rose to his paws, a smirk on his muzzle.

[untilthis.echo]

Echostar's gold eyes gleamed playfully as he rose to his paws. His tailtip twitched and he opened his jaws, just catching the breeze as it flowed past them. Ivorykit's milk kit scent was almost invisible among the scent of rabbit, but it was there. Paws itching with the thought of a chase, the tom chuckled mirthfully and turned to Flightfoot, nodding at him before leaping into a slow fluid lope. It was almost more fun to let the pey get a head start, then race it at full speed and bring it down with a mighty run.

His paws were light, almost like dancing wind, and his spirit soareds higher each step he took. Grinning, he called softly to Flightfloot, "And the chase begins my old friend!"

[[.F.]light]

Rising up he stretched out his muscles, which had been aching a bit for the past few days. Was staying cooped up in that den of his getting to him? Having this little chase should help with his tight muscles. Flightfoot leapt after Echostar, his paws hitting the ground soundlessly.

"And the chase begins my old friend!"

"What a chase this will be Echostar!" He yelled back taking soft steps. What a fun chase this will be.

[dream.]

Ivorykit pattered silently through the tall waving grass. Which way was camp? Where to go...what to do? Soon Flightfoot would notice her abscence...

[untilthis.echo]

Echostar laughed softly and raced along the hill, belly brushing the ground as his pace quickened and his soft lope changed into a swift dash, tail a streaming flicker of autumn red mottled with ebony black. His white paw blurred along with his black paw, his other two autumn paws melding into the ground. Racing as fast as he could, a low singing tune in the breeze rushed around him and Echostar's eyes shone brightly as the sun flashed on his autumn pelt. Catching a whiff of Ivorykit's scent, the tom swerved dangerously and surged in that direction. He grinned playfully. Soon he and Flightfoot would catch their prey.

[[.F.]light]

+OOC| Sorry for the wait, I've had writers-block for a few days.+

The siamese grinned madly as he chased after the leader. His dark tan paws hitting lightly against the grassy earth bellow him. What a chase this was! It was like he was truely in flight, hence the name Flightfoot. His muscles were no longer tight but burning with adreniline. Seeing Echostar swerve in another direction he got ready to do the same. The aroma of Ivorykit seeped into his nose as he took a quick sniff. His speed increased but he was still slower than his leader.

[dream.]

[ o o c ] | i don't know what to say. i'm confused. i think i will post tomorrow, when my head clears.