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Dec 28, 2007 15:42:26 GMT -5
Post by BlackLights on Dec 28, 2007 15:42:26 GMT -5
Whiteleafs breathing was ragged, every breath fastand shallow as she tried desperately todrag herself backto the ThunderClan camp. She concentrated putting one paw in front of the other pushing with the back leg that still worked. She yowled in pain as she felt dirt stick to wounds.As her pleas for help were drowned out by the roaringwind her mind turned back to simpler times. She tried to erase the nightmares thatwere the last few moons but they came back and slapped her as her life raced before her eyes.
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Dec 28, 2007 15:46:05 GMT -5
Post by BlackLights on Dec 28, 2007 15:46:05 GMT -5
Critisize harshly, please. There will be more, I think, and forgive me for any brain cells that have died while reading this. Perhaps I should have made a waiver first..
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Dec 28, 2007 15:47:43 GMT -5
Post by ƒrФ§тƒire on Dec 28, 2007 15:47:43 GMT -5
Oooh, this looks good. How could I possibly be harsh on it? More, please! ;D
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Dec 28, 2007 16:04:45 GMT -5
Post by BlackLights on Dec 28, 2007 16:04:45 GMT -5
Yay! There will be more, then! Well, later though. I have to go practice my backhand. And my forehand.
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Dec 30, 2007 23:32:55 GMT -5
Post by BlackLights on Dec 30, 2007 23:32:55 GMT -5
This is going to be short and probably not very good, but here's another part. Whitekit reveled in warmth and inhaled the smell of milk. It was safe and comfortable in the nursery, but Whitekit remained content with the fact that she had not yet opened her eyes to view her surroundings.
Whitekit squirmed, feeling her fur prickle. Someone was watching her. It took great effort and some time, but she finally managed to open her eyes.Green irises clashed with brown, the white and silver kit and brown tabby scrutinized each other, Whitekit met Brushkit.
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Dec 31, 2007 20:50:37 GMT -5
Post by BlackLights on Dec 31, 2007 20:50:37 GMT -5
"Wake up, lazy bones!" A paw poked at Whitekits belly, causing her to flip over onto her paws. Blinded by the sudden light that assaulted her eyes, Whitekit blinked in confusion. "C'mon c'mon C'MON!!" her best friend, Brushkit whined. "Today! Today! Oh, StarClan, it's today!" "Hmmm?" Whitekit murmured, then bolted upright. "Our apprentice ceremony!" she cried. " We begin warrior training today! Do you think our mentors will let us train together?" "Took you long enough," Brushkit muttered "Of course they'll let us train together," he added, bouncing up excitedly. "Come on, Thistlestar is about to call the meeting!" Giving her chest a self concious lick, Whitekit followed Brushkit out to the Highledge. After being named apprentices, Whitepaw and Brushpaw pursued their mentors Smilingshadow and Bluestorm on a patrol around the territory. They went around to the Windclan and ShadowClan territories. the mentors teaching the kits the different scents and border lines. They were heading towards the lake when Bluestorm froze suddenly. His lips curled. "Rouges!" He hiss was full of venom. The cats rushed to meet the rouges, following the scent trail. The cats raced over the ground, breaking the crest of a hill. In the small valley below was a rather surprisingly large gaggle of cats that were sharing tongues. A few of the cats in the group seemed deep in argument . One of those few felines looked up, saw the small patrol, and padded forward confidently. "I am Blackwing," he stated amiably, " And I am the leader of Ice Tribe."
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Jan 1, 2008 18:10:05 GMT -5
Post by ƒrФ§тƒire on Jan 1, 2008 18:10:05 GMT -5
O.O What happens next!? lol, I am such a fanfic addict!
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