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Post by ninjapaw on Sept 28, 2010 19:15:45 GMT -5
Skye bowed his head in respect to his leader, he hasn't seen her very much in the clan. Never been in the Stone Den before, and being very nervous because he himself could tell that the Stone Den wasn't very stable. "At least it protects us from the wind," he thought to himself as he looked out of the den, watching all the debris the wind was carrying. "Could wind really be that strong?" he also thought confused, trying not to picture in his mind what it would be like if he was blown in that wind.
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Post by Destinystar on Sept 28, 2010 19:21:56 GMT -5
"Watch out! Everyone into the stone den NOW! Destinystar yowled her voice carried up into the storm that was forming. The walls of the Ravine crumbled as stones were blown around. "Save the Fresh kill pile!" She cried her yowl nearly lost on the winds. A huge gust carried her tumbling across the clearing. She dug her claws into a piece of vegitation, a vine that was clamped firmly to the stone den. She clawed her way back near the middle of the clearing. "Hurry find shelter!" There were a few cats remaining. She would NOT move until all the cats were safe. Dirt was blown into her eyes and she blinked her eyes streaming.
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Post by Blair ;; on Sept 29, 2010 15:00:27 GMT -5
Darkenedeclipse fled, letting Destinystar sit there. A greater feeling came to her ; the feeling that she should save her leader. But the feeling desenigrated quickly as the air worsened, she tumbled herself into the apprentice den. A wind gust took her almost up and she wailed, trying to hide the sadness in it as she was carried to the top of the den. She tried to claw into it. " Great StarClan!" she yowled, trying to get a hard grip onto the rock.
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Post by emmathepiemonsterb on Sept 29, 2010 16:46:11 GMT -5
Thornpelt lay in a corner, whimpering softly, a scrap of cardboard shut the shattered window of the stone den, and all the wind became still inside the stone den. "Oh dear starclan..." She mewed, still cramped up in the corner. Thornpelt's hazel eyes were shut tightly, her head in her paws, she wondered something stupid; "Are we gonna die? These winds are sure... Very strong" She continued whimpering in the corner, afraid to open her eyes. She opened her eyes, all was black, and she heard the wind thundering outside, she realized that what she was doing just made her a coward, so Thornpelt scrambled on her paws, bolting out to the Stone Den entrance, she yowled "GET IN THE STONE DEN NOW!!! THE WINDS ARE GETTING WORS-" She yowled, a large loud strike of thunder drowned her out, and she was blown inside the stone den all the way to to the cold, unpleasant wall.
{Not 200 words long, but close enough for me...}
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Post by Blair ;; on Sept 29, 2010 17:04:40 GMT -5
Darkenedeclipse yowled and tried to keep herself onto the side of the den. She shut her eyes. The wind was only getting worse. Maybe no one in the forest knew what was happening. Maybe not even StarClan! She clutched the side of the den. She was the only one in the apprentice den, but it could crumble any second -- it was the most poorly built den. Maybe it wasn't the best place for protection, but it was close enough. The others were crumpled together and if the Stone Den collapsed, the whole clan would die out -- she would still be save and alive if she was in this one. She'd take that chance, after all. She clutched harder onto the side, her tail flowing in the wind and her paws in the air. It felt as if she were flying! She loved... no, she could die from it. She shut her eyes from the dirt flying into them. Great StarClan this was a bad storm.
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Post by Windpelt on Sept 29, 2010 19:21:34 GMT -5
[Eh, one of my previous posts didn't seem to work -posts it again-]
Bloodpaw crouched in a corner of the den. Her breath came in heavy gasps as she tried to compose herself after her near-death dash accross to to the Stone Den. She hoped it would be safer in here; she felt like her leg had became a little twisted in the mad race accross the camp; she had stumbled over a rock. She averted her eyes from every other cat and tried to remain as small as possible, giving her leg an occaisional lick. She lifted her head slowly and looked around, trying to ignore the constant thumping of rocks against the edge as they were tumbled down the side of the den. One thing struck her. All her clan mates seemed to be less afraid of the storm than she was. Or, it seemed that way to her. She buried her head against her chest fur and tried not to wail aloud.
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Post by Blair ;; on Sept 30, 2010 15:29:06 GMT -5
{ LIONPAW. I HAVE DELETED YOUR POST. The reason is this is a LITERATE thread. You may not mess with the time or the month. This is because we are all posting and in the middle of it. Sorry to disapoint . ;-; }
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Post by ninjapaw on Sept 30, 2010 15:33:39 GMT -5
Skye was by himself in the Stone Den, knowing he hadn't had any real friends in the clan. "Why couldn't I be clan born?" he thought to himself, almost wimping to himself. He then sees Bloodpaw sitting all alone. "I wonder what's the matter with her," he thought as he padded toward the she-cat. "Hey Bloodpaw, is something the matter?" he meowed to her, and sat down by her.
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Post by Destinystar on Sept 30, 2010 20:59:39 GMT -5
The winds were too strong, whipping around Destinystar. She yowled her warning across the camp and waiting for the last of the cats to rush inside. But what if others were left in the storm? she didn't finish her thought as a massive gust of wind carried her off her paws. It sent her sprawling against the Elder's den embedding thorns into her pelt. She cried out as thorns dug themselves in deeper from the wind. She managed to detach herself from the thorns, licking her pelt salted with pricks of blood. She would get the out later, she pause waiting for the winds to die and she made a dash for the stone den leaping through the window. She was thrown in be a gust of wind that sent her head over paws. She careened into the stone den. "Is everyone out of the dens and in here?" She yowled over the creaking and the tumbling of stones.
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Post by Windpelt on Oct 1, 2010 3:47:47 GMT -5
Bloodpaw lifted her head, slowly, trying to make herself seem threatening, rather than scared. She glared out of her eyes with her fierce green gaze. 'No,' she snapped, abruptly, having stared at him, long enough to make him squirm. 'Of course not. Why do you think I'm huddling here, alone ?' She gave a contempuous snort and went back to shivering against the rock. She heard Destinystar, so faint considering she was merely a few tail - lengths away from her. 'Did you catch that ?' She mewed to Skye, hating to ask him anything. In spite of her seeming anger she really was just terrified. Fear changing her, making her defensive and cross. She jumped as a rock hit the ground, a few paw - steps away. She cautiously inched herself forward, happening to move closer to Skye, glaring at him all the while. She sneered, 'the only reason I'm not moving as fast away from you, is because I don't want to die, today.. or ever really..' She looked wistfully up, sighing.
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