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Post by Jade on May 5, 2013 22:22:53 GMT -5
| Silverstar | Windclan - Leader - She-cat - 69moons | The she-cat stood on the moors, the wind rustling her long thick molted fur. She looked around, knowing they neared the abandoned farm. She paused, knowing they would come upon the thunderpath soon. She looked to her traveling companion, Thrushflare who recently was made Deputy. "Would you like to stop here and rest a bit or hunt?" She asked. She had made sure to leave early to be sure she would have time throughout the trip to stop and rest or for her Deputy to hunt a bit, even though it wasn't as long a trip compaired to some of the other clans.
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2013 12:20:15 GMT -5
"I guess so." Her voice was unenthusiastic and somewhat bored. Thrushflare wasn't tired and she didn't need to stop, but she felt that it was polite to say yes. She didn't know if she would eat again before they got back to camp anyway. "I'll seem if I can find something to eat."
The sleek tuxedo female padded swiftly away. She wasn't particularly hungry, but she was restless. She needed something to distract her. It left her uneasy, being gone from the clan. There wasn't anyone to direct them and who knew how long that would take to get there and then back.
Thrushflare sighted a mouse. She crept toward it, her muscles rippling under her sleek form. Her small paws floated softly over the ground and she moved forward with grace. She was the feline assassin as she released. She landed squarely on top of it, piercing it with her claws and giving it the killing blow. She clutched the creature in her jaws and padded gracefully back to Silverstar.
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Post by Jade on May 6, 2013 17:31:02 GMT -5
| Silverstar | Windclan - Leader - She-cat - 69moons | She opened her small maw to ask Thrushflare what seemed to be bothering her, but the small tuxedo she-cat walked off too quickly. While left to herself for a bit, the new leader of Windclan let out a sigh and mumbled to herself "What if Starclan doesn't accept me?" She looked up into the sun dieing sky, looking for an answer. "Thrushflare would make a good leader..." She mewed reassuringly, wether if she was accepted or not. "She may be young but is dedicated to the clan." She smiled as she lowered her gaze and looked out toward Highstones. 'The future looks bright from here.' She wrapped her tail around her paws, her right ear flicked as she begun to get lost in thought. The soft fall of paws on the ground aroused Silverstar from thought. "Ah Thrushflare, how was hunting?" She mewed in question as she spotted the small mouse. Knowing full well she wouldn't be able to eat before meeting with Starclan, she took a mixture of herbs to stave off hunger until after she shared tongues with her ancestors.
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