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Post by tinsley on Sept 1, 2010 6:39:26 GMT -5
As the Windclan warrior looked horribly confused at his question, Swiftpaw couldn't help but to frown. He wondered just what it was that he didn't state clear enough or maybe, he had been talking too fast. His front paws shifted uncomfortably beneath him as the other announced he had no idea what he was asking. Really? Swiftpaw's hopes fell a little. Maybe they had come in contact with a slacker warrior. That didn't help out much.
When he introduced himself, seemingly waiting for them to do the same, he huffed. Well, hadn't he already given Crystalpaw's name and his own? Then again, the black hued warrior was dazing off quite a bit. Perhaps he had just missed the apprentice's earlier statement. Swiftpaw felt a tinge of impatience tugging at his pelt and just when he opened his mouth to speak and make clear of things, Crystalpaw spoke up. He gazed at her as she spoke to him, the snappy retort calm and quiet, much like her expression and current actions. He nodded in silent agreement, the tom had to know something.
Just as Crystalpaw got up to her paws and circled Owlsong, he couldn't help but laugh a bit. He was treating this as a bit of a game and seeing her act so freely was different, something new. Little by little, she always seemed to come out her shell despite being so quiet during conversations. As she jumped back by Vixenpaw, he let his green eyes sweep over both she-cats, though his sights remained on Crystalpaw as she spoke him.
"Talk about being hungry, geez, I-" His stomach interrupted with a low grumble, speaking for him. Almost embarrassed, his ears flattened against his head and he prodded his paw on the ground, raising his shoulders as if shrugging. "I'm Swiftpaw," He quickly changed the subject.
With a flick of his tail, he pointed to the other she-cats as he stated their names. "Vixenpaw and Crystalpaw."
Now, to get to the point again, what he was waiting for. "But like said earlier, something is goin' on between our clans. And its not friendly, or at least it doesn't seem like it."
Swiftpaw tipped his head to the side, stifling a yawn. By Starclan, he was enjoying himself here at the border, the adrenaline and thrill of breaking the rules was definitely exciting but at the same time, he had no idea why he wanted to take a nap.
notes: oh snaps, page two!
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Post by owl on Sept 7, 2010 11:46:47 GMT -5
The best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.
Owlsong blinked at the she-cat's words. 'I think that our names should be the least of your interests…although I do believe that you have a certain idea what he’s talking about.' His lips curled up over his long fangs and a growl slowly crept up his throat. Alright, you're really starting to piss me off. 'Something is going on between your clan and ours, it doesn’t seem friendly. Honestly, not having a clue why you’re so open with yourself in this all.
[/i]' Owlsong was glad when the young tomcat spoke up again, because Owlsong was about to say something rather rude. 'Talk about being hungry, geez, I-' The cat's stomach growled and Owlsong smiled. 'I'm Swiftpaw, Vixenpaw, and Crystalpaw. When Swiftpaw pointed to all the cats Owlsong blinked, trying to remember where he had heard those names before. And then he thought about it. As he thought about it a slight frown came over his big eyes. 'Oh...they...introduced themselves already. Haha, shows how much I pay attention!' The young warrior was going to push that aside. It wasn't like he cared or anything. Swiftpaw decided to break the silence again with his words, 'But like said earlier, something is goin' on between our clans. And its not friendly, or at least it doesn't seem like it.' Owlsong's pink tongue was running roughly across his fur and when he was sure Swiftpaw was done he spoke, 'Well of course! Clans always decide to do this. Hostility one day and then the next day we beg each other for help. It's just the way of the Clans.'[/i][/b] Owlsong's gaze drifted across the apprentices. He couldn't help but think that maybe there was something more to the hostility. [/size][/color] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -WORD COUNT;; 415
TAGS;; Crystalpaw&Swiftpaw&Vixenpaw
LISTENING TO;; The Gambler - I Can't Remember Right Now. XD
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Post by crystaltear on Sept 8, 2010 19:15:13 GMT -5
Ears flickered to her side as Swiftpaw’s tummy grumbled. Well then…seems as if someone was getting a little grumpy. She sniffled lightly at her own amusement before she grew once more serious that minty serious gaze looking at the Windclan warrior. A low snarl was heard, and once more that hostility was felt that pretty much threatened the young she-cat. It wasn’t about who was stronger or who would win- because Crystalpaw was smart enough to know that this Windclan warrior had his own little experience in fighting. After all he was a warrior. Didn’t mean she wasn’t going to be a young apprentice and take matters into her own hands in her own little word. Her name was introduced and she let out a low disproving hiss as she tensed. Tail flickered at her side with discomfort as she was growing a bit antsy and annoyed by this failure of a meeting.
Slim bodice got up as she had enough of this. Truth was that Owlsong wasn’t the only one that was getting pissed off over this whole situation…he angered Crystalpaw just by breathing! It was crazy! Chasing a butterfly is funner then this! she whispered in her own thinking as she really thought this was going to be a hell of an adventure.
After all it was what she was looking for…a little bit of action. Pretty much fail on that. Sighing inwardly she ignored Owlsong when he spoke pricking her ears at the important parts. Well then…maybe he did have something interesting to say! Looking back in the direction of the tom she eyed him well. …We could never be friends though, right? she whispered almost as if thinking about it twice.
This was the time when Crystalpaw’s innocence was seen. It was cute and almost touching as she thingyed her petty half stripped head in the warriors direction. Any full born and raised warrior would rightfully know the answer to that question; no. Though was it really harmful to ask? Those cold minty eyes looked at Owlsong waiting for an answer she was way to shy to ask Silvercreek about it…and truth be told…when was she REALLY going to see Owlsong again?
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