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Post by Nickysaurus on Feb 3, 2010 15:04:54 GMT -5
Darkstreak bounded into camp, muscles rippling under handsome marbled fur, shaking cold out of his joints. His jaw was set, ears folded back, tail lashing irritatedly behind him. He slowed to a walk, his demeanor tense and agitated. He looked daunting; a rare occasion for the senior warrior. He padded across the clearing, jaws parted to catch his leader's scent.
"Fernstar," he approached the onyx-furred beauty, shaking his head, "RiverClan cats crossed the border onto Sunningrocks. There were two of them - just apprentices, by StarClan - and I managed to chase them out, but not without a brief scuffle. They made off with a couple of voles and a morning dove." He reported, eyes shadowed. "RiverClan is getting desperate and I'm not sure we can keep them out for long. They have yet to find out what's contaminating the fish. I'm not sure how many deaths they've dealt with since the last gathering. This is becoming an issue. We barely have enough prey as it is," his paws kneaded the frozen ground.
"This is something we'll have to tackle at the next Gathring."
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Post by Fernstar on Feb 4, 2010 12:06:02 GMT -5
fernstar stood, stunned for a moment. "R-RiverClan?" She stuttered. "Yes...we will....have to deal with that...at the gathering." What now?! She could feel herself turning red through her fur. This was a chance to make herself seem strong, seem powerful, seem like a good leader...but she had no idea what to do.
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Post by Nickysaurus on Feb 5, 2010 9:44:17 GMT -5
Darkstreak's fur ruffled, nostrils flared in frustration. He pawed the ground for a moment, uprooting a lone dandelion weed. "Fernstar," he was stern, but gentle, trying to voice his concern properly. "The next Gathering is still half a moon away. I'm not sure you understand the severity of our position. This is serious; RiverClan is trespassing on our territory to steal food and I'm not even certain Morningstar knows it. If she does, that means they're growing desperate." He paused, his eyes searching hers for some shred of confidence, of understanding.
"I want to speak with you and Blizzardshard at some point. I know he's just as concerned as I am. I would also like to suggest, if you will, a peaceful meeting with Morningstar. I understand that it's dangerous because we aren't certain of the circumstances within their Clan, but if we can get the message to her, perhaps she will comply." He told the leader. "It's critical that we act fast. What do you propose?"
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Post by Fernstar on Feb 6, 2010 4:20:32 GMT -5
Why are you so much better than me?
"Yes, Darkstreak. That sounds like a good plan."
And you're handsome...
"I'll speak to Blizzardshard, and get him to send for you so we can talk about it together."
Because I trust you more than anyone...
"I need to go and think about this now. Could you send for Ripplemist, please?"
Although I hate to let you leave...
Because I love you.
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Post by Nickysaurus on Feb 7, 2010 10:37:45 GMT -5
[[Maybe in about a week, if people who play these cats don't show up, we should have an activity check.]]
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[/b] Darkstreak seemed to brighten up at the mention of ripplemist; a vague softness settled into his eyes and he nodded dutifully, bowing his head to the dismissal of his leader. "I will. Thank you for your time, Fernstar." He said, leaning forward and affectionately brushing his cheek against hers, before he turned around and trotted towards the medicine cat's den. [[//exit darkstreak//]][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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