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Post by Jade on May 5, 2013 17:04:09 GMT -5
| Hatchwhisker | Windclan - Warrior - Tom - 12moons | He fallowed Ghostwalker silently, slight hesitation in his step as he did so. As they got up on the ridge he paused when asked how he was liking being a warrior. "It's alright, I guess." The tom sighed as he watched the senior warrior scent the air. Hatchwhisker knew he had to at least try to tell Ghostwalker before they reached camp. His stomach turned at the thought as his mind seemed slightly clearer about the consinquences of talking with another clan's warrior at the border, without chasing them off. Hatchwhisker fallowed Ghostwalker a little further before stopping dead in his tracks. "We can't hunt...we have to get back to camp." He mewed not meeting the other warrior's eyes.
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Post by Snakey on May 7, 2013 18:33:21 GMT -5
Ghostwalker sat up from his crough, looking at Hatchwhisker curiously. It was an odd thing to say, Hatchwhisker have been very enthusiastic as an appretnice, he's trained alongtside Ravenscar for two moons. Ghostwalker twitched his ears, wrapping his tail around his paws. "And what is more important then feeding the clan?" He asked, Sapphire eyes scanning Hatchwhisker's face, his pelt, his paws, and sniffing. He carried a faint Thunderclan scent, but Ghostwalker attributed it to his closeness to the border. What could be so urgent they couldn't pick up a rabbit or two on the way? It just didn't make sense.
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Post by Jade on May 7, 2013 21:00:59 GMT -5
| Hatchwhisker | Windclan - Warrior - Tom - 12moons | "The fate of the clans...of Windclan." He mewed looking up at Ghostwaker. "I have a message that needs to delivered to the whole of the clan as there is a shadow looming over the forest." His tail swished as he returned his gaze to the ground. "As I was hunting, I ran into a Thunderclan warrior and he told me about it...but he couldn't carry the message to Silverstar because it was against his own leader's wishes." Hatchwhisker fumbled over his words... 'He's not going to believe me.' He thought as he waited for the white warrior's response. | Bio |
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Post by Snakey on May 9, 2013 20:44:18 GMT -5
Ghostwalker looked at Hatchwhisker for a moment, swiping his pink tongue over a black paw. Then he stood, flicking his tail at the younger cat. "I'll catch up with you, I want to catch something before I head back to camp." He looked back with his deep blue eyes, watching. What was the young warrior up to, talking to Thunderclan cats? He twitched his whiskers as he stalked away.
Crouching, he scented the rabbit ahead of him. Streaking down the hill side, he leapt, paws outstretched and dragged the prey down by it's haunches. He dispatched it easily with a swift bite. Peering forward, toward the borders on the edge of they're territory, he saw a familiar brown-and-white shape weaving through the brush on Shadowclan's side of the territory. Glancing around, he padded down the slope, calling softly to the big tabby.
Snakefang saw him and stopped, licking his chest swiftly. "Duskstar has talked to one of my warriors. I'm going to watch him. But be careful, it seems he's trying to spread his deception among our young warriors." Ghostwalker hissed quietly to the Shadowclan deputy. Long time friends from Gatherings, they often met at the border to exchange news. Snakefang nodded, turning and leaping away into the bushes, and returned a moment later with a vole in his jaws. He dropped it at Ghostwalkers feet, then turned away, back toward his own clan. Ghostwalker took the prey and headed back to his own catch, then trotted toward camp, worry prickling along his pelt.
(ANNNDDDD end thread. Feel free to make one in the camp for Hatchwhisker's annoucement, open to all WC cats. Mark is as important for WC)
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