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Post by [Hea]ther[/sky] on Oct 25, 2007 16:45:34 GMT -5
A breeze blustered in the air, stirring the atmosphere a little. "Thanks," Songheart replied to her mate. "Let's proceed," She meowed, and continued forwards. Traveling at a reasonable pace, she looked up as a cave loomed before the group. "Hm, this could be a good den," She thought aloud. Picking up a sudden scent, Songheart jerked her head up, looking for rogues. None appeared immediately, but the den smelled strongly of rogues.
Heatherpaw nodded. "It can't be all too hard to lead, or Blazestar, Midnightstar, Scarletstar, and Hawkstar wouldn't do it." Pacing a little, she looked up at the other cats, not wanting to interrupt but more than a little impatient to move on.
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Post by Wildstorm on Oct 25, 2007 17:54:11 GMT -5
Blitzfire walked silently next to Skysong as she and Pebblestone talked about Silversun. Looking up at the steep hills and rough appearence of Korkea Maa, he shivered slightly. He was not looking forward to living here.
Wildstorm's pelt prickled when she smelled the scent of rogues. "Or maybe it's already taken." She said with a slight hiss. Padding stiffly up to the den, she looked around for any signs of foreign cats as she sniffed the rogue scent.
ooc - btw, Heatherpaw, we need you for the apprentice ceremony in StormClan camp. :3
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Post by </cloudii> on Oct 25, 2007 20:58:15 GMT -5
Darkheart growled quietly. He glanced back at the other rogues, then back at the Clan cats. Wondering what they were up to, he crept forward, his belly low to the ground.
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Post by Skye *Sukai-chan* on Oct 25, 2007 21:06:30 GMT -5
Rouges? Thought Swifttail. Since when are there rouges on Korkea Maa? he asked himself. "It smells fairly new," He comented, sniffing the air. "We should be careful, the rouges are probably still here.
Skysong looked around Korkea Maa. "It looks so small, doesn't it?" she asked Blitafire, "I mean this whole place looks about as big as one of our territories." It seamed imposible that 4 Clans could forth their space and live peacefully together. Andwhere woud they get all of there food? Everyone would have to cut back on the amount that they ate and Leaf-Bare was coming so the prey had alresdy started to dissapear. Skysond wondered if anyone would starve.
Cedar crept up behind Darkheart, folowing his lead and staying low to the ground. She would have liked to his, Whay are they here? to him, but she was to afraid that one of the Clan cats would hear. Instead, she waited for the rouges to jump out and attack the Clan cats,
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Post by </cloudii> on Oct 25, 2007 21:10:57 GMT -5
ooc - Bring in Cedar and Runningfire and others?
Pebblestone pricked his ears and twitched his nose a little. "Fresh scent of rogues here!" he reported, pointing with his tail to a bush. HE didn't know that Darkheart was hiding just inside that bush and moved on.
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Post by Wildshadow on Oct 25, 2007 21:23:21 GMT -5
Lightstream padded curiously toward one of the dens, and poked her head in. The strong scent of rogue flooded her. What's going on here? she thought, confused.
Runningfire crouched, frozen to the spot where she was taking a nap. In the harsh glare of the sun, she had taken refuge in the den. Thinking quickly, she figured it would be best if she scare this ForestClan cat away, then make a dash for it. She let out a low rumbling growl.
Surprised, Lightstream backed off a few paces, unblocking the tunnel.
Suddenly, Runningfire shot forward, flew past Lightstream, and dashed blindly toward the bushes near the den. Brambles and thorns tore at her pelt, yet she dashed on, until she was out of breath and had to stop. She made sure she was well away from the dens, and sat down to think it over. On her flight, she had glimpses of other cat, and they had all smelled of Clan scent. What are they doing here? Then it occured to her that the Clans were moving in in Korkea Maa. She had heard of this news from Foxshadow. This must be a scouting party or something, she figured.
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Post by Owl on Oct 25, 2007 22:37:37 GMT -5
Foxshadow stalked over in full view of the Clan cats. "well, well, well... What do we have here?" he meowed, then grinned, "Rogue, no, Loner is the word, and loner is what I am". Darkheart, he thought, don't mess this up..."Are you running out of territory already?"
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Post by Skye *Sukai-chan* on Oct 26, 2007 16:47:10 GMT -5
ooc- I asked this question last night, Which rogues are running into which Clan cats? Wildy(shadow) suggested that the roges run into both groups, but I still think that we need to figure that out. Should we have two groups of rogus run into the two groups or the one group of rogus run into both?
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Post by Owl on Oct 26, 2007 20:25:17 GMT -5
OOC: well, Fox and Runningfire have ran into the ShoreClan/ForestClan patrol, Eagle can run into the other one with Shadowfang is Heather wants...
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Post by </cloudii> on Oct 26, 2007 22:27:30 GMT -5
Darkheart glanced at Cedar, "Let's follow Foxshadow," he whispered quietly. "OR shall we follow Eagle and Shadowfang?" His tail brushed her shoulder lightly, thinking about where Runningfire was and if she was still mad at him.
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Post by Flameheart on Oct 26, 2007 23:35:26 GMT -5
Shadowfang crouched in some bushes watching the patrol. Why am I still here? He thought. This was none of his buisness, but his curiousity kept him where he was. He caught an Emberclan scent, some of his sister's clan mates were here. He recognized Skysong from when the foxes had been driven off, only back then she had been Skypaw. Shadowfang also recognized Heatherpaw from the battle with the foxes as well. He wasn't sure if he wanted to make hiself known or not, he didn't know how the group would react and he didn't want to fight them. Shadowfang had been sleeping in the former Emberclan den, his scent would be there and they could probably track him anyway. He knew that all too well as he watched curiously.
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Post by [Hea]ther[/sky] on Oct 27, 2007 20:43:30 GMT -5
Songheart padded forwards a little, the scents of other cats becoming a bit stronger. Rogues and... a kittypet? She thought confusedly. Stopping, she watched as the most enormous tom she had ever seen stepped out from behind a rock. Eagle swished his tabby tail, thinking about what to say. The ginger deputy stared at him back, meeting his golden eyes. "You aren't a rogue," She meowed uncertainly, for it was true that the big tom didn't smell of rogue. "No, but I got myself involved." The tabby tom sighed. "The local rogues heard that the Clan cats were encroaching upon their territory, and demand to know why, I suppose." Songheart's green eyes were thoughtful for a moment, before she took a step forward. "Where are the other rogues?" She asked tentatviely. "Well, a few of us went that way," He twitched his tail in the direction the other party of cats went. Songheart nodded; if there was trouble, she'd hear it.
Heatherpaw watched the rogue dart out from the cave. She was curious, stepping forwards to stand nearby to Lightstream. She turned her head to fix Foxshadow with piercing silver eyes, not saying anything to betray her calculating mind.
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Post by Wildshadow on Oct 28, 2007 0:09:41 GMT -5
Shocked, Lightstream stood still for a few heartbeats, trying to register what had just happened. Seeing Foxshadow, she automatically unsheathed her claws and dug them into the dry earth. "No," she replied to Foxshadow coldly, "all four Clans are moving to Korkea Maa because of the flood."
Runningfire began padding back to the dens, curious about what's happening with the scouting party from the Clans. She peeked out from the curtain made by some ferns, and almost gasped out in shock. What's Foxshadow doing in front of all the Clan cats? Mousebrain!
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Post by Skye *Sukai-chan* on Oct 28, 2007 12:40:45 GMT -5
Cedar gindicated with her tail that they should follow Eagle. SHe was curious about the massive cat, and wished to learn more about him. She crept stealthily through the bushes, but she hung back, not following him into the confrontation yet.
Swifttail was watching and listening to the huge kittypet carefully. He didn't want to think of how well the cat would fair in a fight. Not missing the word structure, Swifttail asked, "If a few went that way, where are the rest?" HE figured that they where still in the bushes behind him, but he couldn't be positive. It was best to ask, nontheless.
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Post by Tilly on Oct 28, 2007 15:32:47 GMT -5
The calmer tom stood in a tense position, attempting vainly to sort out the multiple scents that flooded his overly-sensitive noses. He listened into the conversation going on for the two loners and the two clans, attempting to see if they meant any harm, though from what he could tell they didn't. They had been sleeping in Korkea Maa and they had stumbled upon them. All of the Clan Cats' scents must have covered their scents, he decided with a slight scowl. Silversun prefered not to move, instead to think out possible escape routes or how things could go either way and what to do in both situations. The blind tom, having been born with the inability to see, he had discovered early on that he was more of cat for plotting out ideas instead of fighting. That wasn't to say that he wasn't a good fighter if it came down to it. He was just passive anbd disliked fighting. The hot-headed warrior was itching to take a crack at the rogues in front of her, her aquamarine eye and her milky one shooting sparks. Her fur was up in defense as she felt nervous and cornered. Both feelings of which she hated. What to do? What to do? She chanted in her mind until she spotted her brother. As expected, her cream-colored brother was standing perfectly still, his expression going from distaste to concentration. He must be analyzing everything again. Silversun thought decidedly, beginning to calm down at the sight of her brother. She had always been the hot-head irrational one of the two, while he was calmer, rational one. They were complete opposites but she wanted no one else at her side if she had to go in battle at any point. Not bothering to settle her fur, the dark-colored she-cat stayed in a wary, crouched position though she was no longer frantic. [/blockquote][/size]
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