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Post by Windpelt on Sept 19, 2010 2:09:49 GMT -5
[ So, I suppose we go to the Devil Hill board, to RP, now? ]
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Post by iveela on Oct 3, 2010 14:28:27 GMT -5
Charcoalkit awoke quietly, rolling onto her paws. Her eyes glimmered in the light filtering through the den. Her eyes took a while to adjust to the morning light, for she normally was up in the dead of night. She hurried over to the corner of the nursery of the den which was a tad more shady. Her eyes followed a small butterfly leaving the den. Maybe I should go outside.... no, Its quiet and nice in here with all the other kits asleep.. She would stay here; none of the kits will be up for a while and only the warriors and aprentices would be awake... but still if she went out she could pick some flowers. White roses and lilacs... . She walked outside dodging the sleeping queens and kits on the way to the clearing. She then headed straight for the corner in which a patch of flowers and a small tree lay,hidden by bushes and brush piled high along with the warriors den. She leaped over a bit of brush and found her way to the flower patch. There was a small bit of rock concealing the tree so it remained out of sight however , she knew the way past. She jumped onto the rock, then leaped down again, only to jump up another time to a different structure, finally dropping to the tree. She held each band of flowers she had made here, hanging off the tree. She leaped up and grabbed one, connecting it to make a complete circles and placed it on her head.
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Post by Windpelt on Oct 3, 2010 18:33:47 GMT -5
Fallowkit work early, she felt as if some cat was missing from the nursery in which she slept. She peered around, eyes finding it hard at first to focus in the faint gloom. She narrowed her eyes; it was Charcoalkit. Where was she at this time ? Fallowkit thought, musing over this. As she woke up more and more she decided to go after her. After all, this could be one of her only opportunites to see outside the camp for herself. She raised her head and looked carefully around. Her mother seemed to be asleep, and in quite a deep sleep at that. She got to her paws, being careful not to tread on any cat for the fear of waking them up. She made sure she was extra quiet.
She got of the nursery without any problems, however she soon spotted a warrior and ducked down, making the most of her size. She realized it was only Charcoalkit, looking at some flowers. She had always thought Charcoalkit had a strange liking for flowers and now she seemed to be proved right. She decided to announce her presence, after all why bother sneaking around someone she could talk and explore with ? 'Hey, Charcoalkit! What you doing ?' She mewed, her eyes wide with excitement.
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Post by iveela on Oct 4, 2010 15:24:28 GMT -5
"Nothing" She replied, leaping past the stone and brush once again without even noticing the flowers fluttering from her head. She stood just outside the warriors den, quiet, with an unusually creepy aura about her. "Why?" She asked after she noticed Fallowkit shouldn't be up this early. She messed around with some flowers while waiting for a reply. She ended up pricking a rose a rose she had in her mouth with a claw until the petal ripped. Then, she came back to reality. Then Charcoalkit repeated her question. "Why?" She asked.
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Post by Windpelt on Oct 5, 2010 4:31:28 GMT -5
Fallowkit stared back it her. She had expected a more friendly response. 'Oh.. I - I just woke up early. I'm sorry for disturbing you, then.. It's obvious I find myself un - wanted by you, so I'll be off..' She gave a small sniff. Half full of disdain and the other rejection from her fellow clan mate. Her sadness suddenly changed to anger as she took those first few paw - steps away from Charcoalkit. It was like she had been transformed.. possessed.. a switch had flicked in her brain. Her next words and tone were full of spite. 'And by the way.. I saw you with those flowers.. what were you doing ? Dancing with them ?' She let out a small cackle before backing away again. 'You'll never be a proper warrior, when it's your turn.' Laughing slowly again, she turned and dashed away. She felt so mixed up. Part of her had enjoyed that insult.. but it also felt like it wasn't really her who had said those words. Almost as if she was watching herself, from another cat's perspective altogether. Fallowkit didn't have time to dwell on this, for the sun was rising, it's beautiful, rich colors of gold and red filling the camp's hollow. She needed to get back fast, to the nursery.
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Post by iveela on Oct 7, 2010 20:01:55 GMT -5
Charcoalkit smirked. She couldn't have seen her past the stone but still she knew about the flowers, so she'd have to be extra careful. Maybe she wouldn't visit for a few days, or at least stay out of the area when Fallowkit was around. She sighed inward. "Fallowkit" She thought and remembered the comments made. "I guess you could say I was dancing with them" She thought quietly.As for the comment about her never becoming a proper warrior.That annoyed Charcoalkit. Her eyes followed to the nursery and back to the brush. She made off to the nursery before she was caught and pretended to sleep. She thought of the comment once again and found herself turned in Fallowkit's direction. She wanted to get revenge but at the same time didn't. That wasn't like Fallowkit, especially not Fallowkit. Maybe she could show her to the garden. She'd never shown anyone before and it seemed like a decent idea for the moment. Maybe when she woke up. For now she would pretend to sleep, lost in thought, remembering every little detail of how to get Fallowkit into the garden. Eventually though, she fell asleep. This time for real.
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Post by Windpelt on Oct 8, 2010 3:29:25 GMT -5
Fallowkit only went a few paces before stopping, making sure she was well hidden, then peering out back at Charcoalkit, to see what her reaction was to her outburst, just prior. She didn't seem to be doing that much; no raging around or hissing. In fact, she seemed to be standing as still as a statue, she noticed her eyes flicking around, back and forth but that wasn't too unusual. Fallowkit shook her head and padded back to the nursery. She was almost there when she stopped. What if the other kit planned revenge on her when she was sleeping ? Even her mother may not wake up in time to save her, if Charcoalkit silenced her forever. Her gentle blue - gray eyes filled with worry and she abrupty turned as she reached the nursery entrance and headed back out into the forest area, quite close to the camp. Perhaps when it got lighter, Fallowkit would go back inside the den and lay very, very close to her mother and siblings and hope she would be okay, until the rest of the camp woke up. On a more positive note, she thought; Charcoalkit wouldn't hurt me, though.. maybe get angry or upset.. but surely she wouldn't go so far as to physically attack me. Comforted by this, if only slightly, she settled herself underneath a small thorny bush, still small enough to fit with reasonable comfort. She did not close her eyes.
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Post by iveela on Oct 9, 2010 15:24:23 GMT -5
Charcoalkit awoke once again, her eyes adjusting to the morning light.It was a little bit later in the day but she was still up early for a kit. She scampered past the sleeping cats, heading toward the nursery exit. When she passed Fallowkit Charcoalkit immediately remembered to show her the garden when she awoke. For now she could visit the garden for herself. She looked around for other cats and slipped past the brush, then over the stone. A few of the flower bands were dead, hanging a bit more limp then the rest. She leaped up to the top of the tree and plucked of each dead band one by one and hiding them in a bush. She then added more flower bands, about five different ones each consisting of a unique pattern.Then, as normal she made a 3 more bands that had Lily's, Lilacs, Roses, and even a few plain leaves. Then she weaved all three together to make one large, thick band. She connected them and put them on her head, realizing she should head into the clearing in order to keep the warriors from looking for her. She balanced the flowers by hooking them over her ears and she leaped off into the rest of camp.
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Post by Windpelt on Oct 10, 2010 3:11:39 GMT -5
Fallowkit awoke, for the second time that morning. At first, she only felt peacfully half - awake, basking in the small amount of sun that flittered into the nursery den. She could feel her mother's gentle breathing next to her and she gave a small, contented sigh before it all came back to her; Charcoalkit and her flowers. Her beautiful gray - blue eyes narrowed in frustration. Why did Charcoalkit have to go and be so.. unusual ? She pondered over the right word for a few minutes, before deciding to get up and this time, stay up. She quietly hauled herself to her paws, slowly though, so as not to disturb her mother. Once she had gotten to her feet, she began to place one paw in front of the other, hardly daring to breathe for the fear of waking her. Not that her mother was particularly mean, but this was one time Fallowkit didn't want to be disturbed. Despite her original fears, Fallowkit found she had an unknown desire to see this garden that seemed to be making up most of Charcoalkit's life. She hurried along, constantly ducking down whenever she heard a slight movement of prey, or felt a shadow on her back. She hoped that the other kit would come and meet her, to show her the garden, 'cause to be honest, she didn't have a clue where she was going..
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Post by iveela on Oct 10, 2010 11:13:15 GMT -5
Charcoalkit headed around camp, searching for Fallowkit. She asked about 8 different warriors, all of which had no idea. When she saw Fallowkit's mother, it was a moment before she realized it wasnt her. Finally, she leaped over to the garden and over the third structure, the one that was out of the way that left camp completely. The garden was technically outside camp, however it was still in the structure outside camp. She began to scent out Fallowkit, silent and searching. Eventually she spotted her a couple feet away and chased after her.
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