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Post by grayfur on Jan 1, 2007 20:23:12 GMT -5
Axel pondered the woods, searching for something. he wasn't sure what, but he was looking. Axel grew up with a tough life, his mother being killed, betraying his friend. it was all too much. Axel listened, but didn't find anything. he was terrible at hunting, and usually was fed by the twolegs. He wasn't a true rouge, just half of him was.
"This is impossible!" Axel spat. he wasn't used to this. Even whem fathering Roxas, he wasn't this bad.
OOC: There's my bad beginning thread.
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Post by dream. on Jan 1, 2007 20:40:16 GMT -5
i.v.o.r.y.kit; wc
Ivorykit pattered along, unaware of the danger she could be in. She passed the Windclan scent markers, and was officially out of clan terratory. Camp had been boring today. The tom-kits were too busy watching the apprentices playfight to pay attention to her.
"Well, I'm gonna go find some other kits."
She squeaked proudly to herself. Totally unaware that she could get lost in these gently rolling hills, she continued on, until she noticed a feline shape silouhetted against the setting sun. Ivorykit ventured closer...
ooc; icko reply.
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Post by grayfur on Jan 1, 2007 21:16:54 GMT -5
Axel saw the young kit. This might be a good meal, he thought to himself. But then he remembered Roxas. No, Axel concluded. I'll be nice. He walked over to the young kit. "Hello," He cooed. "I'm Axel. Who are you?"
A ways off, another loner was walking along. he had white fur, and blue eyes. he was looking for something, or someone.
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Post by dream. on Jan 3, 2007 19:54:52 GMT -5
Ivorykit was charmed. This cat had enough manners to introuduce himself. More than her other dumb clanmates. "Well, I'm Ivorykit." She replyed. Taking a step back, she surveyed the mangy looking tom. "And who do you think you might be?" She demanded, hoping that this loner, or rouge, or kittypet, would continue to mind his manners, and stay nice. |
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Post by grayfur on Jan 3, 2007 20:43:17 GMT -5
Axel looked astonished, and smiled evily. "You haven't heard of me? I'm so hurt," he laughed menifully, his eyes focusing on Ivorykit. "I'm Axel, Ruler of Death." Axel turned to Ivorykit, his muscles bulging. "And who might you be?"
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Post by dream. on Jan 4, 2007 19:19:02 GMT -5
"Ruler of death?" Ivorykit ignored his question. "You mean you kill cats?" Stepping back, Ivorykit wanted to turn and flee. but she knew that she couldn't. Wouldn't. Only whimps ran. If she wanted to be the best warrior in Windclan, she would stay with this cat. Maybe he could help her... |
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Post by grayfur on Jan 4, 2007 19:59:56 GMT -5
Axel chuckled. "Aww, i wouldn't think of hit like that." he ran up to Ivorykit, trying to scare her. "Do you believe in ghosts?" he mewed gravely.
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Post by falconpaw on Jan 7, 2007 22:35:21 GMT -5
f a l c o n p a w;;
of WindClan
There was a rustle in a patch of tall grass, sending a blue jay flying from where it was enjoying a fat worm. Not only did it leave hungry, but so did the cat who's claws were left holding only dirt, resting on the exact spot the jay was a few moments earlier.
Darn you birds.
The cat that the thought belonged to scowled and, left with no choice, padded onward. Tail twitching in frustration, the tom-cat sighted. Deeper and deeper he found himself going into the territory, not slowing in pace. Although his stomach was still roaring with hunger, he wanted to get out of camp for the day, otherwise known as his excuse for escaping the dreaded task of the Elder's ticks which he was most popularly known to do all moon long.
Grumbling about it, the white and tabby tom never noticed the distinct scent marks of WindClan, traveling into territories unknown. Growing muscles rippled through his handsome pelt as he walked, slowling quickening with each step. Soon enough the walk transformed into a full out run, of which the tom cat enjoyed immensly. He slowed down and it wasn't until then that he realized that he left WindClan territories long ago.
He started to panic, but calmed himself down when he heard the sounds of cats. Following the scents he came to an abrupt halt when the pale green eyes rest on the two that he heard moments earlier. It was some loner and- a kit!? What the heck was a kit doing out here!? Then his scent glands registered. Not only was it a Clan kit, it was a WindClan kit.
Falconpaw's eyes narrowed at the sight of the unknown loner. What was he trying to do to the kit? Remembering a past lesson, the Apprentice crept in a circle around them so he they were down wind. He decided to remain still until the loner showed sign of attack, then he would emerge.
Satisfied with what he thought was a brilliant plan, Falconpaw managed to crouch lower into the grass, belly-fur brushing the soft dirt underneath him. |
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Post by grayfur on Jan 28, 2007 1:50:17 GMT -5
Unluckily for him, Axel heard Falcon. he gave amighty yowl and raced after the young apprentice. When he had coulgt up he made an attempt to tackle him to the ground. Axel hissed and rasied a paw to claw Falcon.
"What are you doing here, rat?" he spat in his face. Axel was in no mood for losers like this kit. He needed food. Axel wasn;t a canibal but....
"G-e-t. Get. Got it memorized?" he mewed with a little sneer.
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Post by grayfur on Jan 30, 2007 21:38:45 GMT -5
ooc: I need to get axel out of here! actually, he's a pretty polite cat, but he takes things way to lightly.
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