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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Jan 27, 2010 17:46:50 GMT -6
Hawkstar's pale green orbs widened. "They... they spoke with you?" Certainly something like this would be given to leader? But then again, Hawkstrpie was the descendant of one of those two, so it would be natural for them to say such a thing to him. "I..." she murmured. "I don't know." What should they do? What do I do, what do I do? The dark leader panicked in her mind. I need to think this out... "I need to think about this," she meowed, holding her head high. "I'll be back before sundown." And with that, the tabby she-cat trotted out of her den. Looking around as she left camp, she half-expected to see a shadowed figure looming about. Get a hold on yourself, Hawk. Hawkstar loped out of Camp and headed for her original thinking place: the darkest point of the forest.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Jan 27, 2010 17:49:45 GMT -6
Hawkstripe nodded and went to find Whitefire. He walked over and aked, "want to collect some moss?" Without waiting for an answer he ran into the forest, then waited.
OoC: Sorry short!
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Post by *Beechstar* on Jan 27, 2010 21:33:17 GMT -6
Whitefire sat outside of her leaders den. She could hear quiet meows, too quiet for her to hear. She sighed, not liking being lift out. When Hawkstar left camp, and Hawkstripe ran out asking her to go collect moos she was surprised. She laughed at her mate. He didn't even know where the moss was located. She followed him out of camp into the forest and shook her head at him. "You don't even know where the moss is. Follow me." Without a reply she headed for the large tree near the SkyClan border. There was loads of moss there.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Jan 28, 2010 16:30:22 GMT -6
Hawkstripe purred and and let out a small bout of laughter. He followed his mate, wishing she'd hurry. He was desperate to figure out the meaning of his dream. All he could tell was that there is an upcoming battle. That's all. Yet he knew there was more involving his dream then just that.
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Post by *Beechstar* on Jan 28, 2010 21:16:28 GMT -6
Whitefire spotted the SkyClan border and ran ahead. "Come on," she called to Hawkstripe. She stopped by the big tree that was there and waited for Hawkstripe.
OOC: Sorry so short. Can't continue without power-playing.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Jan 29, 2010 18:36:50 GMT -6
Hawkstripe followed his mate to the tree. Once there, he knew what to do. So he started to gently yank moss free, rolling his large pile into a ball for easier carriage. He waited for Whitefire to collect hers.
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Post by *Beechstar* on Jan 31, 2010 21:11:12 GMT -6
Whitefire was surprised that Hawkstripe had known what to do. She clawed some moss free and rolled it into a ball. She saw there was still plenty of moss. "How about we collect most of the moss? That way, we'll have more for later and won't have to go out in the cold." Suddenly, pain shuddered through her. She tried not to gasp in pain, but couldn't hold it back. She knew that her face was probably showing that she was in pain that was almost unbearable.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Feb 1, 2010 16:18:16 GMT -6
Hawkstripe dropped his moss immediately and was at her side in an instant. "Whitefire, are you okay? I told you, you need to rest! I can collect the rest, you need to go lay down!" Hawkstripe said sternly, wanting what was best for his mate. And their kits.
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Post by *Beechstar* on Feb 1, 2010 19:09:41 GMT -6
Whitefire nudged Hawkstripe away. "No, I'm fine. I need to stay here with you. The kits were just kicking." She didn't want to go back to camp just yet. She wanted to stay in the open as long as possible.
OOC: Sorry so short.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Feb 2, 2010 16:12:31 GMT -6
Hawkstripe glared doubtfully at his mate, then gave in. "Fine, but let's get the moss and head back. I still need to speak with Hawkstar." Hawkstripe said, silently adding, if she's even there. He grabbed a bit more moss, making his ball as large as he could fit in his mouth and waited for Whitefire.
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Post by *Beechstar* on Feb 2, 2010 20:27:51 GMT -6
Whitefire nodded. She rolled more moss into a ball and fit as much in her mouth as she could. She started off towards camp, knowing the Hawkstripe would follow because he was worried. She looked around and saw that they still had plenty of daylight.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Feb 3, 2010 17:18:18 GMT -6
Hawkstripe followed, watching his mate warily. His gaze traveled to her belly as he wondered what the kits would look like. He was sure that one would have one of the signature traits he himself carried. Either icy blue eyes, or abnormally long claws. Or maybe it would be able to growl the same way Hawkstripe could, just like a dog. He shrugged, unsure.
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Post by *Beechstar* on Feb 4, 2010 6:58:58 GMT -6
Whitefire sped up when she saw their camp come into view. She didn't go as fast as she normally would, but went fast enough. She entered camp and set the moss down. She went into the warriors den and grabbed the old moss. She set the old moss by the new, picked the new back up, and brought it into the warriors den. She layed them down where they should have been. When she saw Hawkstripe she said, "I already replaced the warriors dens moss. You take care of Hawkstars."
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Feb 4, 2010 19:09:16 GMT -6
HAwkstripe nodded, padding over to Hawkstar's den, hoping to find the leader. He stopped at the entrance and called in softly, "HAwkstar?" He sat, waiting for an answer.
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Feb 5, 2010 23:42:38 GMT -6
Hawkstar had come back before the two had arrived. She had paced around Camp a few times, running everything through her mind about Lunarstar's plot. She didn't know how many times she had lapped the Camp before she grew tired and went in to nap a bit. She had drifted into a very uneasy resting state, only to be awoken who knows how much later. Perking up her head, she blinked away her sleep, pulling herself to her paws and calling out a soft, "Come in! What is it, Hawkstripe?"
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