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Post by *~Trent~* on Nov 6, 2010 8:35:48 GMT -5
Most activities happen here, like clan meetings.
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Narcissa
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Gem Twist, The Great Grey
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Post by Narcissa on Nov 10, 2010 15:08:33 GMT -5
Fernwing stretched out in the mid-day sun. The queen had decided to get out of the Nursery for a moment, to just relax a little. Her kits were fine being in the den by themselves for the moment, although they were still a little to young to leave. The calico's motto was; if they cannot eat meat, they cannot leave the den. Fernwing would start weaning them later this week, but for now, they stayed inside the protection of the nursery. However, she definetely need to stretch her legs a little. Sitting back up, the young cat began to groom herself, her short blue calico fur shimmering in the sunlight.
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Post by Bubbles on Nov 10, 2010 22:25:39 GMT -5
Thundercloud strode over to the queen. "Are you alright?" he asked, a concerned look on his face. "Would you like me to get you some fresh kill?" he asked, a charming smile on his face.
If only the tom could say that he did these things out of the kindness of his heart. He really only liked when other cats felt like they were in debt to him. The damsel in distress theme was very charming too.
He cocked his head to the right, his pale green eyes gleaming.
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Narcissa
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Gem Twist, The Great Grey
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Post by Narcissa on Nov 11, 2010 15:46:39 GMT -5
Fernwing looked up from where she was grooming in mid stroke. Stretching, the queen smiled kindly at Thundercloud, "That would be lovely, thank you."
She was a good cat, a sweet thing; never meant any harm. However, Fernwing was not the most, ah, intelligent cat, although she was by no means dumb. Her motherly instincts were completely outstanding, for sure, and she could easily make good desicions for her kits. The calico was not the best at picking up cues from adult cats though, even though Thundercloud did not make any real ones that he was a "fake". Besides, Fernwing had been in the nursery for three weeks, she was just glad that someone was speaking to her.
The gleaming eyes did confused the she-cat, subtly, but they did not set off any alarm bells.
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Post by *~Trent~* on Nov 19, 2010 22:04:15 GMT -5
Thundercloud stood up, and the handsome tom turned, walking to the fresh kill pile. He nosed through it, and selected a plumb black rabbit. He delicately picked up, and strolled back to Fernwing, his head held high the the rabbit would not touch the ground. "For you," he said, resting the rabbit at Fernwings front paws. He took a courteous step back, as so not to be in the queens face.
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Post by SomebodyDude on Nov 20, 2010 10:14:07 GMT -5
The silver shape of the clans leader walked out of the den, her eyes sharpening in the harsh sunlight. Rainstar stretched, looking around she spotted Thundercloud and Fernwing. 'Ah old Thundercloud, such a flirt.' she though happily to herself. She padded over quietly to the two cats dipping her head to the male she then looked to the queen"How are you kits Fernwing? And yourself for that matter?"
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Post by Bubbles on Nov 20, 2010 16:43:25 GMT -5
Thundercloud flicked his ears in response. His pale eyes gleamed. He glanced over to the fresh kill pile. "Excuse me," he said hastily, and strolled over, selecting a thrush for himself.
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Post by cassy7 on Nov 20, 2010 16:57:43 GMT -5
Rainpelt looked around the clearing, she was hungry, but waited for the morning patrols to be called
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