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Post by нawĸ on Sept 24, 2009 20:08:48 GMT
Shatteredstone sighed yet again. The brown tabby was lounging in the clearing, wondering when things would start to pick up. He'd been a warrior for a few moons now, and since then there had been no battles, no border skirmishes, no droughts, no fires, no sickness, not even any prey shortages! He wasn't the friendly type, either, so most of his days were spent on patrols or alone. Shatteredstone didn't need friends, did he? He was acquainted with everyone in the Clan, and they all respected him as far as he knew. That was satisfactory to him, so what was the heaviness in his chest for? Was he sick?
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Post by Liquid Poison~Sagefeather on Sept 25, 2009 22:42:41 GMT
Heathernose padded over to Shatteredstone. She could see he felt sad, and she was kind of sad too. Barely anybody in the Clan realised she was expecting kits. Barely anybody even knew she had a mate; Stormheart hadn't even ever asked her how she was feeling. "Hello..." she mewed, sitting down and licking a paw.
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Post by нawĸ on Sept 27, 2009 13:26:55 GMT
Shatteredstone nodded. "Good afternoon, Heathernose."
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Post by Liquid Poison~Sagefeather on Oct 3, 2009 18:40:44 GMT
Heathernose looked up, finally realizing who she was talking to. Even though she had moons more experience than Shatteredstone, and could probably beat him in a battle, she'd always felt oddly scared of the antisocial tom. "How are you?" she asked, feeling awkward.
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Post by нawĸ on Oct 4, 2009 21:48:52 GMT
Shatteredstone shrugged. "I'm fine, I guess. There hasn't been anything recently to cause injury."
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Post by Liquid Poison~Sagefeather on Oct 5, 2009 16:23:11 GMT
Heathernose nodded. "It's good that there's been no injuries or anything, but still... it's kind of boring."
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Post by нawĸ on Oct 6, 2009 10:49:22 GMT
Shatteredstone nodded. "That's what I was thinking. Nothing's happened since I became a warrior."
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Post by Liquid Poison~Sagefeather on Oct 7, 2009 15:41:43 GMT
"I know," the she-cat agreed, then sighed. Stormheart was padding over. "Shatteredstone, up for a patrol later? Heathernose, go on a hunting patrol at sunset." He padded off without a word. Heathernose stared at her paws; her mate had treated her like an apprentice.
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Post by нawĸ on Oct 8, 2009 1:32:50 GMT
Shatteredstone narrowed his eyes almost imperceptibly, but nodded to Stormheart. He flashed a glance at Heathernose.
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Post by Liquid Poison~Sagefeather on Oct 23, 2009 23:48:45 GMT
Heathernose looked up. Barely knowing what she was doing, she leapt to her paws and spat at Stormheart, "Who made you deputy?"
Stormheart stared at her. "I am merely doing my job as a warrior."
"No, you're not. You're acting like deputy because you are apparently the most important cat in the world." The mainly gentle she-cat was bristling and snarling. "I'm done with your rubbish! I'm your mate, for StarClan's sake - but when was the last time you asked me to go hunting, or treated me anymore than an aqquaintance?"
Stormheart sat absolutely flabbergasted. All eyes were trained upon Heathernose but for once she didn't care.
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Post by нawĸ on Oct 29, 2009 21:02:35 GMT
Shatteredstone fixed his gaze on Stormheart, waiting for a response. He was almost challenging him to hurt Heathernose so he could fight back.
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Post by Liquid Poison~Sagefeather on Nov 2, 2009 21:22:54 GMT
Stormheart met his mate's gaze. "That was unnecessary, Heathernose." he murmured quite calmly - then suddenly both cats were rolling around screeching, clawing and spitting.
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Post by нawĸ on Nov 5, 2009 23:23:58 GMT
Shatteredstone hissed and leapt into the fray, trying to defend the queen. She was pregnant; if she fought, she could hurt the unborn kits she carried.
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Post by Liquid Poison~Sagefeather on Nov 7, 2009 11:14:43 GMT
Stormheart didn't care that he was attacking his pregnant mate; he clawed and spat and bristled. But Heathernose thought of her kits, and rolled away, fiercely licking her stomach.
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