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Post by Lynxpaw on Jun 15, 2016 14:41:38 GMT -6
 LYNXPAW Lynxpaw was quite excited to be invited to a gathering. She had not been training much lately so a gathering might make her less bored. The tabby scanned the area for any place to take a seat. This was going to be a intresting gathering and the young brown tabby was wondering what might happen. One thing she think she knew was that the leaders might talk about a way to get rid of the evil cats of the alliance. Lynxpaw did not really like this alliannce. What if they drove out her clan like they did to RiverClan and ThunderClan? No that would not happen. ShadowClan is stronge than all the other clans. Lynxpaw gave her paw a quick lick before scanning her surrondings with a pair of yellow eyes. Well sitting around and at a gathering was quite boring. Lynxpaw wanted to find someone to talk to, perhaps another apprentice from a different clan. She did not want to end up talking to an elder who chats about what his or her apprenticeship was like and what young cats did in their spare time back then. Lynxpaw wanted to find some who's friendly but not too friendly. The apprentice sighed and waited @anyone
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Post by lightningpaw on Jun 16, 2016 16:16:12 GMT -6
 stamp on the ground “jump jump jump jump” Lynxpaw Spry little legs belonging to Lightningpaw scurried behind Clovertail as Applestar led the patrol into the clearing. Sure, there were other cats the apprentice could tag-along with. But after their recent scuffle with an Alliance cat he trusted his mentor more than ever before. He watched diligently as the she-cat immediately broke off from the rest and sat alone some tail-lengths away. The young cat followed, falling into a hunter’s crouch with the intention of sneaking up on the unsuspecting molly.Only, as he drew farther into the clearing he realized there was something far more interesting and entertaining – other cats. See, this was Lightningpaw’s first gathering. Never before had he witnessed ShadowClan, let alone so close up and personal. There was just so many things he wanted to ask them! Of course all hostility between the clans was lost on the gentle-hearted little fellow. He didn’t even stop to consider that they might not want to deal with a squirt like him.Lightningpaw darted off after a group of large, burly warriors smelling of mud and swamp with the intention to pester them, forgetting Clovertail completely. Suddenly, however, they abruptly stopped to talk to a WindClan warrior. Lightningpaw had to back up, and fast, to avoid being stepped on. If Lynxpaw wasn’t paying attention, or didn’t move in time, he’d end up backing right into her! "Woah! Oops!"[ WORDS 229 | MUSE stamp on the ground by italobrothers ] |
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Post by Lynxpaw on Jun 20, 2016 15:47:06 GMT -6
LYNXPAW Lynxpaw felt something bump into her. She turned around to face a young Lynx-point tom. "No worries." The brown tabby meowed politely as her tail twitched. She might have gotten snappy at him but the brown tabby knew that she should not. She tasted WindClan scent on the young tom. He's lucky that he's not ThunderClan or RiverClan. She thought silently. Lynxpaw offered a small smile to the WindClan apprentice. Lynxpaw looked at the young Windclanner once again. He looked pretty young, probably younger than her. "I'm Lynxpaw." The brown tabby introduced herself before licking a paw. "What are you called." Lynxpaw asked curious to find out what his name was so she would recognize him in battle if they had to fight or at another see him at another gathering. The brown tabby tilted her head as she asked a question. "So have you been at a gathering before?" Lynxpaw's ears pricked up as she waited for a response. She looked up at the sky before looking back at the apprentice. The brown tabby sighed once again. Lynxpaw just hoped that this cat would not be rude. After all gatherings were a time of truce for the clans. Were they? MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by copperpaw on Jun 21, 2016 11:25:03 GMT -6
[attr="class","bsmain"] [attr="class","bsimg"] [attr="class","bslyric"] [attr="class","bslmarg"]DARLING I'M A NIGHTMARE[attr="class","bsltmarg"]DRESSED LIKE A DAYDREAM[attr="class","bsbody"]The short, irritable apprentice had made a point to avoid Mapleblaze ever since their unfortunate patrol together. It hadn’t been the easiest plan. He was, after all, a prominent warrior in ShadowClan’s small community. But it was entirely necessary. She knew that the very moment their paths crossed she would be liable to inform him of his excess amounts of moronic hypocrisy. As fun as the conversation could be it was best to not travel down that road. So it was that she skirted any remotely interesting warriors with care before picking an innocent enough pair of apprentices to bother. Mapleblaze wouldn’t stick his head around them, she was sure. No, he was way too important for that. Then again, he might consider lecturing them… One of the apprentices, a she-cat from her own clan, was questioning the young tom when Copperpaw arrived. She plopped down on her rump besides the two and waited for him to reply before muttering a terse “Hi.” Small talk was NOT her forte. Let the others babble. She’d be happy enough to sit, listen, and wait for the gathering to start. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.bsmain]width:400px;background-color:#fbfbfb;padding:20px;border:solid 1px #eee;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsimg]width:400px;background:url('http://i.imgur.com/q9YGMzU.png');height:200px;border-bottom:solid #333 10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bslyric]font-size:20px;color:#333;font-family:georgia;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:left;padding:10px;line-height:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bslmarg]margin-top:71px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bslmarg span]font-size:38px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsltmarg]margin-top:-5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsbody]font-size:10px;color:#333;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;padding:20px;line-height:20px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsbody span]font-size:9px;text-align:center;line-height:20px;opacity:0.9;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by lightningpaw on Jun 21, 2016 11:38:05 GMT -6
Thank the stars, whoever he had bumped into seemed to be a well-mannered molly. Well, mannered enough. He was a little too wayward of mind to notice her flicking her. All that mattered was that her voice was pleasant and her words forgiving. So he gave her a big ol’ smile and shifted his feet nervously. When she introduced herself his blue eyes looked at his own feet, back up to her, at his feet again, and then once more at her. Again he smiled, a big goofy thing with too much teeth. “Hi Lynxpaw! I’m Lightningpaw. People mostly just call me Lightningpaw. Sometimes Light for short. It’s an awfully long name, so if you want to just say Light too that’s fine.”
The youngster didn’t need to think long on an answer to her next question. “Nope! This one’s my first. My very first. I wanted to slide down the slope but my mom wouldn’t let me. I also wanted to climb the rock. Doesn’t it look fun? Mom told me not to do that either. I don’t know how she knew I’d want to climb it but she did. Do you think she can read minds? Sometimes I wonder if mom’s can do that.”
Suddenly the tom stopped blabbering and snapped his jaws shut. Had he been talking too much? Would she think he was annoying? As another she-cat joined their group he was happy enough for the distraction. “Hi! So, so where are you two from? You smell like mud and rot, not that that’s a bad thing!”
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