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Post by wildface on Aug 3, 2009 8:59:57 GMT -8
Whitepaw burst into the clearing, his chest heaving from racing Rosepaw the whole way there. He flopped down to wait for her, and took a look around. The hollow looked a lot like where he and Voleclaw had trained when he was younger. He remembered it like it was yesterday, even if it had been moons ago, him and Jetpaw and their mother. He had always been stronger then little Jetpaw, but he was faster than the bulking white apprentice. The little black cat had been built like a RiverClan cat, unlike he was, the white tom hated water...
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Post by <3~*Canine*~*Azure*~<3 on Aug 3, 2009 11:52:52 GMT -8
RosePaw Leaped out From where She was Behind Whitepaw, She was a tad slower than her White Friend, But The Ginger She-cat had Boundless energy. Bowling Him over and pinning WhitePaw the best she Could, she licked His ear and Purred,"I Got you!"
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Post by wildface on Aug 3, 2009 14:36:18 GMT -8
Whitepaw purred back and flicked his tail "Well now that you've attacked me viciously, let's try some techniques that would work against RiverClan." he mewed to the ginger she-cat playfully. He looked at her, stunned by her ginger pelt in the sunlight. He had to foucus though... it was training time, not time to admire Rosepaw.
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Post by <3~*Canine*~*Azure*~<3 on Aug 4, 2009 8:52:46 GMT -8
Rosepaw Purred and Got off of him and Mewed as she looked at the trees surrounding the clearing,"Well, seeing Riverclan Can't climb as well as us, and they can swim better, Trees would Be the Advantage." She inspected the trees closer looking for Knots in the Soft bark as she continued," If We Find them in our territory while on patrol, The Best Ambush would be from the Branches where they least expect it, Right?" The Ginger-she cat Looked over at Him for a response and Caught an angle of his Eyes in the sun that made them Lighter than Before. "Your eyes are Pretty," slipped out of her Muzzle Accidently with out her notice.
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Post by wildface on Aug 4, 2009 20:21:06 GMT -8
Whitepaw looked at his feet for a moment, slightley embarrassed. "Thanks, but yours are beautiful." he mewed, silentley cursing himself for sounding like a mouse-brain. "Um... That sounds right about the RiverClan cats, do you want to want practice it? I'll be the RiverClan cat..." The white apprentice said, suddenley remembering his own birth Clan.
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Post by <3~*Canine*~*Azure*~<3 on Sept 13, 2009 12:34:46 GMT -8
"Uh, Thanks? and Sure!" She Said, her white paws already Bringing her to the nearest climbable tree and locking her claws on the gnarled bark. The Ginger She-cat, using her Back legs, Thrust the rest of her body on to a high Branch and Balanced herself so She Wouldn't injure herself. "Okay Whitepaw," she called out from her position,"I'm Ready when you are!" The Wind Swished through the branches Rustling the Branches and it tickled Both of her Ears, Even the Seemingly mauled one.
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