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Post by Nightmist on May 4, 2014 23:51:34 GMT
Nightmist gave a low chuckle when he saw Stormstar puff up. It was quite funny watching such a 'brave' warrior become scared over a small thing. He sat on his haunches casually and licked his dirt covered paw.
"Mmmm, could possibly be," he stood up and curved his back as he took a step forward as if he were stretching. His medium length hair puffed a bit as he did this. "You know, Stormstar. We could work together. I think we both have the same goal," he whispered hoping that the pesky Tigershadow wouldn't ease drop on the conversion.
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Post by Stormstar on May 5, 2014 1:10:44 GMT
Stormstar looked at him, twitching his tail. "I don't really feel like working with anyone." He said simply. "I work just fine on my own, thank you, Nightmist. Pursue your dreams on your own." He meowed.
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Post by Nightmist on May 5, 2014 1:26:19 GMT
Nightmist circled Stormstar very slowly, stopping here and there to lift a paw for his sentence.
"Stormstar, you know if we work together it'll be a lot easier. We can get there faster. I know exactly what you want just by how you act, and I'm sure you know what I want," he tried to persuade him. "We can reach for the top and at the end, you won't regret it! Working on your own... pfft forget that."
He stopped and took a deep sigh and sat down fluffing up his fur. Then he picked up his big claw and cackled maliciously and eyed the leader, "Trust me, Stormstar, my claw can get us far."
Nightmist had never actually felt such a relationship between anyone. He really liked this small connection no matter if it worked or not, he knew that there was others who were somewhat like him, but never really met one. Plus, having a leader at his side wasn't a bad idea either, it was like a big bonus to his plan. His smirk turned into a real... small smile. Though the smile looked a little shallow..
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Post by Stormstar on May 5, 2014 2:59:41 GMT
Stormstar listened to each word intently before standing up and simply saying, "No." before leaping off the Highrock and padding out of Camp for a pleasant snack.
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Post by Nightmist on May 5, 2014 21:50:56 GMT
His ears pressed back and he curled up, very disappointed. Why would his leader not accept his request? If he were smart he would accept it. The disappointment turned into anger and he shot his eyes onto Tigershadow who was eating. His eyes turning to slits. With his leader gone and his anger boiling, this was a good time to take it out on someone. He jumped off the high rock himself and staggered over to the female. His dug his claw into the prey she was feeding on and tossed it the other direction. Hissing.
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Post by hawk on Jun 16, 2014 21:53:40 GMT
A sleek, black she-cat, by the name of Hawksong walked into the camp, her long banner swaying as she swiped the dust from the ground. She parted her jaws and a meow emerged from her cranium: "Hello everyone." Her voice was soft, alike her sunset amber eyes.
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Post by Stormstar on Jun 16, 2014 22:17:59 GMT
((Hawk, you need to apply for the Clan (in 'ShatteredClan Information') before you roleplay in our lovely Clan!
As a note: When you are accepted, please, do not use "Wolfspeak". If you're confused as to what that is, please note me!))
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Post by hawk on Jun 17, 2014 14:57:33 GMT
((Ok, thank you Stormstar, I've only just joined and probably didn't notice/forgot that piece of information. And yeah I have no idea what wolfspeak is.))
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Post by Stormstar on Jun 17, 2014 19:18:58 GMT
Wolfspeak is basically using words that do not translate into what you are trying to say. Usually it's to look more literate or intelligent, though it's not always the case.
Ivories, for example, do not mean "Teeth," they just mean something made of ivory, so that could be anything.
Cranium is your skull, not your entire head. So if you lift your cranium, the only thing lifting up is your skull, which isn't very comfortable. Lifting your head lifts both your skull and your face.
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Post by мσяяσω on Jun 20, 2014 0:16:00 GMT
Smallstep sat inside her den below the leader, watching the cats converse. But then she saw Nightmist run over to Tigershadow and throw away her prey. She sighed, Why do these cats love to fight so much? It's foolish and unnecessary. Smallstep bounded over to Nightmist, who was much bigger than her, looked up and meowed, "Why? Why waste prey when it's hard enough to get? Why fight your Clanmates when you have real enemies to fight and mess with!" Her tail lashed on the ground with anger.
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Post by Nightmist on Jul 3, 2014 18:26:37 GMT
Nightmight grumbled at the sight of another cat coming towards him. His large head slid to the other direction, making sure no eye contact was made. He gave a slight cough to clear his throat as his ears twitched at the words of the angry clanmate.
"So many questions, slow down, now," his voice was irritated and, as well, filled with anger due to the leader turning down his request. "But, what we do is for our own well being. Would you starve yourself for another who treats you like nothing but dirt? We fight to survive for ourselves, but we appear to work together to look fierce, strong, mighty. Any clans nearby could see us as someone they do not want on their bad side. We don't work together, we really arn't a clan."
His choice of words were not the ones he wished to use. His real words were harsh, cruel, and disgusting if ever expressed to another. A slight grin raised on his face but he quickly washed it off.
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Post by мσяяσω on Jul 4, 2014 4:07:16 GMT
Smallstep was furious with the tom's words, " We may not be a true Clan yet, but we still need to work together if we even hope to survive! I would help someone if they treated me like dirt, only if they were in my Clan!" The small she-cat's eyes were filled with anger towards Nightmist. Unsheathing her claws, she got ready to protect herself; knowing that Nightmist was dangerous.
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Post by Stormstar on Jul 4, 2014 20:38:19 GMT
Stormstar watched the argument from afar. He flicked his ear a few times and breathed in deeply before standing and trotting over. "Kitties, please, you're both beautiful, now shut up." He grunted as he came within earshot. He looked over at Smallstep. "Smallstep, you are a Medicine Cat. Medicine Cats should never interfere with a Warrior's dispute. A she-cat even moreso." He dismissed her with a waggle of his paw. "Keep to your herbs and perhaps your life will turn for the better." He meowed.
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Post by мσяяσω on Jul 5, 2014 1:38:25 GMT
Smallstep stared at Stormstar in astonishment, He was taking the foolish warrior's side! And not even listening to his own medicine cat! "Fine," she growled "but don't ever ask me to help cats who injure their own Clanmates!" She glared at Nightmist before she stalked off to her den muttering loud enough so Stormstar could hear, "Being a medicine cat is more than treating other cats wounds..."
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Post by Nightmist on Jul 7, 2014 19:00:25 GMT
Nightmist stood emotionless as he attempted to block out the silly words from the medicine cat.
This is why I would rather stick to a clan with no females, always looking out for eachother, they have to much emotion. he scrunched his nose at the thought. Helping eachother... Probably why they are the ones who die first.
He got up and stretched nodding a thank you to his leader who dismissed the female from Nightmists presence.
"As if I will ever need your help. I embrace my wounds as a sign and warning to others. Medicine cats are as much use as a dead fox, only true warriors can handle their bloody marks and fight death alone," he muttered to the cat with a slight grin, then he trotted off in another direction.
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