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[2014-11-26 03:00:15 +0000 UTC]
"Dominikki"
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"Fine." She snapped. "Someone I used to know was in this clan, and I can't help but think of him, knowing I'll be in the place he was born." She flattened her ears, sadness clouding her eyes as she continued toward the border.
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"Why is that bad?" he said as he caught up with her. "Isn't it nice to be around people you know?"
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She flicked her tail. "He's dead." She growled.
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Rigid fell silent for a while, trailing behind Spindle with weighted steps.
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Spindle stopped as she came apon the border. "I hear they have dawn patrols, so in the morning, we'll try and catch up with one." She sat downon the edge of the border, looking out towards a place where several mew's could be heard.
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Rigid laid his body next to hers and sighed as he rested his head on his paws. He didn't care about how awful it would be to live with a clan anymore, he just wanted to be around people again.
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Spindle opened her eyes. She wasn't sure when she fell asleep, but that didn't matter, it was early dawn and she could scent cat's heading their way. Prodding Rigid, she sat up streight beside the border, waiting for the cats to break threw the undergrowth.
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Rigid lifted his head at her touch. It's time...he thought with a strained sigh. His muscles shook as he stood, but with some stretching, they were much more relaxed. "how long do you think?" he said in a low voice as he approached the she-cat at her side.
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"Soon.." She mumbled.. Still starting at the undergrowth as it shook, and three cats stepped out.
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As soon as the other cats were in sight, Rigid quickly slipped back into his lackadaisical demeanor from before. The tom rolled back his shoulders and sat down. "this is them then?" he said while licking his chops.
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Spindle nodded, raising to her paws as the patrol raced forward, stopping on the border. "I'm Spindle, and this here, is my- err- friend.. Rigid." She flicked her tail at the tom. "We've heard about your clan, and what we've heaard interests us, and we decided we'd love to see if we could join your wonderful clan?" Spindle's ears twitched, she was lying- she didn't want to be in a clan at all.
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Rigid's ear twitched and his tail tip flicked upward. His hurt feelings were masked by the facade of indifference on his face. "I'm sure you little kitties could use a few new warriors" he hummed with a grin though the thought of fighting chilled him to the bone.
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Spindle lashed her tail over his ears. "Shut up.." She whispered.Β
"Yea.. Come with us to camp.. We'll let Nightstar decide.." The leader of the patrol flicked her tail and stalked off, waiting for us to follow.
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"Ladies first..." he said in a condescending tone.
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Narrowing her eyes, Spindle turned, trotting after the she-cat.
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Rigid smirked as Spindle walked by. He stood and tagged behind the group so he could express his fear without anyone seeing.
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Spindle was lead inside a camp and once inside she stopped, jaws gaping. "So.. So many cats.." She whispered, looking around.
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Rigid quickened his pace and walked simultaneously with Spindle. He tried not to dart his head around, but every so often, a certain noise or motion would startle him. Two cats were walking towards the group in the opposite direction, and their close proximity caused Rigid flinch and walk so closely next to Spindle that their sides were touching.
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Spindle sat down as a jet black she-cat stopped infront of them. "Tornear- Are these the cats'you were telling me about?" As she spoke, the leader turned her icy blue eyes on them, making Spindle hold back a shudder of fear at the she-cats power. A tom who escorted them to the camp nodded, and Nightstar shrugged, "Sure, let them join- but if you can't handle it, don't worry, we'll let you leave easily.." Her eyes flashed and she whispered, icy blue eyes blazing as they met mine, "And if you can't handle it like.. Ice was it? Then we'll make sure you get the same scores from our claws as he did.." Getting to her paws, the leader walked away, leaving Spindles veins frozen in fear. She- She was the one! SHE KILLED ICE! Spindle knew she would get her revenge.. π: 0 β©: 1
Rigid felt sick to his stomach. "Does that mean we can go now?" he whispered to Spindle in his softest voice while eyeing one of their escorts.
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"unless you want to die, no." She hissed back, ever so softly. Lifting her head she trotted up to an elder, whom she new held the name Cloudface. "Hello Cloudface!" She purred. "Nice to see you again.. Spindle was it?" The elder curled her tail over her paws, purring roughly.
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Rigid lowered his head and looked around at the nearby cats. "Um..." he said quietly. The Tom sat down and cleared his throat as he pondered uncomfortably over his future life in this new world.
ive officially run out of things to say...))
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Spindle nodded, a soft purr building up in her throat. "Hey, Rigid, get over here!" She flicked her tail at the elder. "This, Is Ice-err Iceclaw's Mother, Cloudface."
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"It's a pleasure" he purred though his stomach was still churning. Once he'd sauntered over to the two, he sat down and smiled while his tail twitched uncomfortably.
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Spindle shrugged, eyes suddenly hardening. "Cloudface.." She mumbled, ever so softly. "Wht kinda of leader really is Nightstar..?"
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Rigid lowered his head and drew closer to the matronly she-cat as he awaited her response. The tom stepped on his tail to keep it from fidgeting so nervously.
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The queen sighed in defeat, her clouded eyes staring into Spindles face. "Spindle.." Cloudface looked behind her, to see Nightstars head 3, muscular, massive toms racing towards them. "Spindle- Nightstar- He only has one life, Starclan never gave him his true 9.." She panted, but pressed herself on, "Go to Thunderclan-" She broke off in a yowl as the toms' hooked their claws into Cloudface's back. "Go! GO NOW! RUN!!" She screeched, writhering in the cats' gasps'. "Don't worry about me! I'm going to meet my son!!" Spindle whipped around, shoving Rigid- "YOU HEARD HER, CMON!" Spindle took off, praying to starclan Rigid was behind her. Reaching the entrance to camp, she yowled out, "Fair well Cloudface!" And continued running.
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Rigid's mind was racing, what had he gotten himself into? Everything blurred past him as he ran and his stomach was getting worse with every bound. "Where are we going!?" He shouted out to Spindle who was dashing ahead of him.Β
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Spiindle slowed a bit to match his pace. "Th-Thunderclan.." She panted. "Follow me!" Spindle plunged threw a thickscent of cats, landing in a forest. Skidding on the leaves, she ran for the camp.
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"Can-" his voice was choked by his stomach contents in his throat, "ugh, can we slow down fora seconds!?!"
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Spindle turned her head, hissing- "Doyou want to be skinned alive? If not, cmon. Were almost there anyway." She slowed into a trot,nearing Thunderclans camp.
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"It's just- hurg!" Rigid stopped several paces behind the hasty she-cat and violently emptied his bowels. Once he was finished vomiting, the Tom sat down and licked his nose, sighing as he examined the pile of vomit.
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Spindle stopped, rolling her eyes. "Now that your done- would you min-" She cut off at the sound of footsteps. "Ravenfeather!" A sudden squeal errupted from a bush and an average size shecat rushed out, leaping, pinning Spindle. "I-It's been forever! Where did you go!? Did you find what you were looking for!? Why are you back? WILL YOU STAY THIS TIME!?" Spindle purred, pushing the shecat off lightly. "Nice to see you to, Oatclaw. Err.. I went to the city, yes, i did, I was sent by Iceclaw and my family, And.. Err... Maybe.." Spindle looked at her old friend, purring. "That maniac back there is Rigid, were being chased by Shadowclan.. they killed Cloudpelt.." Oatclaw nodded, "Cmon, lets get to camp, before Shadowclan catches us." Spindle began walking after Oatclaw, waiting for Rigid to catch up.
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Rigid groaned as he stood up. "Is that your answer to everything, motion?" he said as he started to walk towards the two. "'C'mon Rigid', 'faster, Rigid'... Where can a cat get a nap around here...?" the Tom muttered under his breath.
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Spindle rolled her eyes, stepping into camp. "Oatclaw- Who is this..?" Growled a Large shecat. "It's RAVENNFEAATHER!!!" her friend burst out, joy making her eyes shine. A few cats raced out of their dens, surrounding Spindle.
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several cats zoomed pasted Rigid, bumping into his sore shoulders as they did. He was soon pushed away from Spindle to the point where he couldn't even see her through the throng of cats. Rigid sighed and took this time to plop on the ground and rest.
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Spindle reared up on her hind legs, searching for Rigid. Once she spotted him, she leapt upward, clearing the cats' backs and landing in the dust beside him. "Chill out, it's only me.." Spindle rolled her eyes at the clan cats.
(sorry for late reply)
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Rigid flinched at the quick motion. His claws were unsheathed, ready to attack, but when he saw who it was, he sighed, closed his eyes, and laid back down again.
np -grabby hands for your Skype-))
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Spindle sat down, exausted. "Silverstar.. Shadowclan are coming..." Silverstar nodded, and dispatched a few of her warriors.
(I'm Raquel Lynne Wiggers- uvu)
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Rigid could sense several cats hovering around him, but he was in no mood for introductions, in fact, he never was.
I could no find ;-; but I'm Cow Hat, I think... Either that or taskmastertchalla...))
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Spindle lifted her head; she was exaused. "Since you all know me already-" She growled becoming irrtated. "That there" Spindle gesture to the tom- "Is Rigid." She yawned, curling up again, trying to ignore the cats'.
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Rigis felt suffocated around all these strangers, and now that they knew him by name, it was unbearable. The Tom quickly came to his feet and trotted towards the trees. Without looking back at the heard of cats, Rigid slipped behind one of the trees and laid back down to sleep. "Not very social, is he?" He could hear one of the cats saying.
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Spindle jerked her head up at the comment and hissed- "He's social if you get to know him! So just SHUT UP!!" Her hackles liffted.
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Rigid smirked at her rebuttal and went to sleep. He did not dream this time because he was kept in a light sleep due to the discomfort of being near so many cats.
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She flicked her tail, curling up; it was getting dark..
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As the crowed of cats disbanded, Rigid got up from his light sleep and quietly walked over to Spindle. "Hey," he whispered to the sleeping she-cat.
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Her ears twitched and she looked up. "Yes?" She mumbled, trying to blink away sleep.
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Rigid actually had no reason for initiating conversation, but now that he'd gotten her attention, he had to think of something to say. "Um... so is this your old clan? It seems a lot of people know you here..." He whispered as his tail slid across the ground, wrapping itself around his legs.
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She shrugged. "Eh.. I was born a 'rogue' and dropped off at the border. I didn't know I wasn't clan-born until I was a warrior- known as Ravenfeather.." She sat up, yawning.
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TaskmasterTChalla 53 minutes ago Β Hobbyist Artisan CrafterΒ
An expression of confusion was clearly seen on Rigid's face. "Sorry, I don't know anything about clans... I was born a rogue too, but when I became an adult, I joined... Sort of a clan type group..." Rigid's voice grew lower as he realized how much he was revealing about himself. The Tom lowered his head an looked up at the she-cat for her reaction.
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