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Post by nighty on Aug 10, 2006 12:44:21 GMT -5
Sanctuarydream walked into the marsh waiting for Squirrelpaw and Brakenpaw to come. It was a bit warm but since she had short fur she didn't care. she stepped in to the muddy water careful of the snakes that lived in the swamp. |
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Post by mintyfresh on Aug 10, 2006 15:53:00 GMT -5
Brackenpaw tumbled out, trying to trail both of them to the hunting location. He had been a bit behind back in the camp and so he was managing to return toward them as soon as he could. In reality, he hated to be late for anything, but he always seemed to be. The brown tabby tom rushed forward, pelting as fast as he could to reach them. As he passed Squirrelpaw to gain the lead behind Sanctuarydream he smirked at her, a good-hearted smirk but also one with a sort of 'Nana-nanana' wording to it. He slowed down his pace as he had made his way to stand behind the deputy (?).
His eyes gazed around the marshes, chest breathing deeply out of breath. The tomcat sniffed the air, tasting for any unusual or prey scents, but was too much of a hurry to concentrate. Plus, he figured that even if he managed to scent something that Sanctuarydream would tell them where they should hunt. After all, she was the deputy and he was just a mangy little apprentice still!
[ooc: muse = dead. I'm at it's funeral. x3] |
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Post by raven on Aug 10, 2006 17:38:55 GMT -5
Squirrelpaw trotted after Santuarydream, excitement coursing through her. Hunting! Finally! She glanced up, surprised, as she heard a rather crackling sort of sound. When she glimpsed amber fur she thought it was prey, a squirrel mayhaps, startled by the cats. Then she caught a whiff of ShadowClan scent, and realized it was Brackenpaw.
The young apprentice felt no need to hurry, anyhow, which was quite unlike her, though the excitement of her first ever hunt might have gotten to her. It didn't take long, however, for her to catch the two cats' scents and then see them. She nodded at Santuarydream, trying to keep her excitement contained, but the prospect of actually being here took over.
She gazed around the clearing, staring at everything. The scents of the marsh filled her nostrils, and for a moment she considered pausing to sort through them, but cast off the idea. Her pale eyes were wide with excitement and uncontained energy.
/ooc/ eh, I have no muse either. x3 It's contagious.
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Post by mintyfresh on Aug 15, 2006 1:33:41 GMT -5
ooc| *waits for Sanctuary to come back before posting* oO;; |
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Post by raven on Aug 15, 2006 9:28:00 GMT -5
/ooc/ Aye. -stares at Sanctuary's blank spot-
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Post by nighty on Aug 26, 2006 19:32:38 GMT -5
|Heh sorry|
Sanctuarydream heard a slight hissing sound coming from behind her. She looked around and saw a small but still lethal constrictor.
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