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Post by Tiarri on Oct 18, 2009 0:33:58 GMT -5
 DeathStar stood outside the 'church', look at its features, while flicking his tail from side to side eagerly. He had heard of this place, and had never gotten the chance to come, but now he had, since there was no one in the lands anymore. He had heard, had scented others coming, soon clans would form, he predicted, and his, the Blood Clan, would become the best. He lifted his paw to give it a distasteful lick, and put it down to the soft soil beneath him. He walked towards the opening, where the doors had been; they were now splinted at the sides of the church, moved by the horrific disasters that had come weeks before, destroying the human race. Entering the church, he let out a yowl, commanding any creatures living in it, to get out now. His silver eyes, spotting the slab, he ran towards it, jumping upon it, and he sat down, watching the opening, wondering if anyone would come, anyone that had claimed another land, to start a new generation, of the clan that had lived there before. |
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Post by Saphira on Oct 18, 2009 0:40:59 GMT -5
A silvery she-cat pricked her ears, whiskers quivering. So, there was another cat here... Yes? She bounded forward, ears and tails low, belly brushing the wet grass. She had finally arrived at the church, and stepped inside, placing each paw carefully on the cool stone. She curled her lips, disguted. Twolegs! Why anyone would build this was a mystery.
"Who's that?" The ThunderClan leader called, ears pricked, tail raised commandingly. Fire blazed in her blue eyes as she tensed her muscles, eyes flicking from side to side, war of an ambush. Claws slid out of their sheaths as she waited for the one who called to come.
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Post by Tiarri on Oct 18, 2009 0:44:41 GMT -5
He yowled at the voice of another.
Was it another? His question was answered as he saw the she-cat.
"Who are you?"
His muscles bunched, and his claws unsheathed.
He hissed and wondered if she was friend or foe.
His grey eyes were locked upon her.
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Post by Saphira on Oct 18, 2009 0:47:04 GMT -5
The lithe cat spotted the tom, and she crouched, ears flattened. "My name is Moonstar, leader of ThunderClan," She growled, eyes smoldering. Her piercing blue eyes met the glare of the tom evenly, tail tip twitching.
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Post by Tiarri on Oct 18, 2009 0:50:02 GMT -5
He lowered himself, ready to strike if needed be.
His ears were flattened to his skull.
"My name is DeathStar, leader of the Blood Clan."
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Post by Saphira on Oct 18, 2009 0:52:17 GMT -5
Moonstar relaxed. So it was not a rouge. She sat up, flicking her ears as she licked her paw and rubbed her face. "Greetings, DeathStar, leader of BloodClan. I mean you no harm." She lowered her paw, eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Why have you come to this ancient meeting place?"
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Post by Tiarri on Oct 18, 2009 1:00:02 GMT -5
"Greetings.."
He relaxed slightly, and lay on the slab, flicking his tail from side to side.
"I am here.. because I have heard many myths about it, and came to see if they are true or not.. And to just look around.."
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Post by Saphira on Oct 18, 2009 1:08:40 GMT -5
Moonstar narrowed her eyes against the buffeting wind, and started to lay down. "Then - " She broke off with a hiss. She twitched her ears, warning him to stay silent, and pointing at a mouse. Slowly, she lowered her body, ensuring that all her weight was in her legs, as she crept closer. The mouse froze and looked around. Something was wrong. Moonstar hurled herself forward, trapping the mouse and killing it with a swift bite.
Trotting back, she radiated satisfaction. "Want some?" She asked, pushing the mouse forward.
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Post by Tiarri on Oct 18, 2009 1:54:30 GMT -5
"No. You have it, I can catch my own.."
He sat up and looked around, walking towards the entrance, he had decided to go, or look for some others to join his clan.
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Post by Saphira on Oct 18, 2009 22:02:59 GMT -5
Moonstar shrugged. "Suit yourself," She mewed, before devouring the mouse in neat, rapid bites. Flicking the last traces of mouse from her whiskers, she scraped sand over the carcass, as she too, slid away like a shadow, to return to her Clan.
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