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Post by Moonstar on Feb 2, 2007 15:08:09 GMT -5
OOC: You know the drill...I'll post IC later.
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 4, 2007 17:46:45 GMT -5
OOC: Will take your place, Thunderclan posts in Yellow Riverclan posts in Blue Windclan posts in White Shadowclan posts in Black(normal)
BIC: *Swiftstar strode into the clearing regaly, head held high, a large patrol of cats behind him. He waited calmly for the other clans.* *Leafpaw, Brownpaw,and Squirrelpaw trotted into the clearing. Looking around, they spotted Wavepaw of Windclan.Eagerly, they trotted to her, and Squirrelpaw noticed she seemed a little lost.and vague* Hi guys! *She mewed to the cats, how are you doing? Great! Let's try to find as many apprentices as possible, it's freezing! OOC: Oh,so random
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Post by Moonstar on Feb 4, 2007 19:49:06 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks for putting the posting information down. I have a cold IRL so I wasn't in the mood to post that. BIC: *Moonstar enters the clearing, a RiverClan patrol following. He jumps onto the Great Rock waiting for Shadowstar and Phoenixstar, the ShadowClan and WindClan leaders.* OOC: Brain dead...I'll post as the others later.
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 4, 2007 21:23:32 GMT -5
OOC: Me too. g2g soon
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Post by Moonstar on Feb 5, 2007 22:21:46 GMT -5
*A black tom enters the Fourtrees. Seeing the ThunderClan apprentices and the WindClan one, he strides over.* Hi! I'm Tornpaw of ShadowClan.
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 6, 2007 20:05:10 GMT -5
Hi Tornpaw! * The frozen Squirrelpaw mewed through chattering teeth.* Isnt it freezing?
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Post by Moonstar on Feb 8, 2007 16:48:27 GMT -5
*Tornpaw shook snowflakes from his coat.* It is pretty cold.
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 8, 2007 19:56:05 GMT -5
* Berrypaw appears at the edge of he clearing her belly swollen with her kits. She looked around hopefully, looking for her mate, Tigerstripe.
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Post by Moonstar on Feb 11, 2007 20:55:03 GMT -5
OOC: Tigerstripe needs to be used more...I've been neglecting him and Silverstripe. BIC: *A dark brown tabby with glistening green eyes enters the Fourtrees. He let's out a purr of delight as he sees Berrypaw, his mate. Quickly the ThunderClan warrior looks around, and bounds over to her.*
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 13, 2007 19:27:06 GMT -5
*Berrypaw sees cats looking at her, but ignored it.* So Tigerpaw, how are you?
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Post by Moonstar on Feb 14, 2007 20:01:21 GMT -5
Actually, I'm Tigerstripe now. *The tabby replies proudly.*
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 14, 2007 21:14:45 GMT -5
Really! Congradulations!
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Post by Moonstar on Feb 16, 2007 23:21:11 GMT -5
*Tigerstripe nods.* So how are you?
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Post by Shadowstar on Feb 17, 2007 16:47:17 GMT -5
OOC I forget? Do you mind if I role-play as Shortfoot?
BIC A sleek, black shadow rustles nearby bushes, a furious, howling wind, icy with sheer frost eerily piercing the calm tension. The sleek shadow, a slim, deep silver Tom slowly leaps from the bushes, pale brown eyes flashing as he notes the assembling cats. His silver fur ripples softly in the pale moonlight, the moon a luminous, yellow orb high in the vaulted, starry sky, as the ShadowClan leader releases a deep, thick whistle. At the sound of the whistle, the remaining cats of ShadowClan, besides from the kits and a few elders, pile out of the bushes, all silent as assassins. ShadowStar nods to his Clan, as they slowly spread out around Four Trees. The sleek ShadowClan leader slowly bounds over to the Great Rock, gracefully, and silently leaping onto the smooth boulder. Nodding in acknowledgment, Shadowstar calmly eyes Moonstar. "Moonstar..." He begins, stopping for a calm breath of the chilling air. Shadowstar didn't particularly want to state ShadowClan's weakness, so he ended abruptly, awaiting Phoenixstar. [/color]
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Post by Runningfoot on Feb 17, 2007 18:07:55 GMT -5
I'm fine, so, did you tell him?
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