Post by ~Blizzardsky~ on Jan 28, 2011 12:24:06 GMT -5
ooc: I declare we need one! ;P Such a somber mood since Rainy died >:l This is one moon later, I am out of the nursery, Midnightkit is now Midnightpaw, Butterflystar is the new leader. We have no deputy. Both LightningClan and MoonClan can post here, but lets keep it friendly for once! ;D
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Blizzardsky jumped around the open moorland, the cold wind buffeting through her fur. She payed no attention to it, due to her long, soft fur hanging off of her. She decided to take her two youngest out with her, but they weren't so young anymore. The white she-cat stopped, turning around to see if they were following her. Worry struck through her as she spotted no one, and fear for Nightpaw was the biggest worry. Nightpaw recently jumped into a nearby Twoleg river, filled with bundles of sharp things. They cut her belly, but she was lucky to have Silverwhisp as a medicine cat, or she would have probably bled to death. The wound was still healing, and Blizzardsky didn't want her daughter climbing up trees and jumping distances as huge as a gorge.
A pummel from the back brought her back to reality, and she turned to see a light tabby tom stand on his hind legs, ready to crash down on her. She gasped in fake terror as he threw himself down, but she easily rolled to the side. "You stink. Go practice," she mocked, tackling the tabby tom. He shrieked in terror, kicking the white she-cat with his hind paws, claws sheathed. "Let me go!!" he yelped, eyes glittering with laughter. Blizzardsky felt tiny thorn sharp claws grab into her back, and she was pulled off of Midnightpaw. The claws pricked into her pelt, and she shook herself, sending a small black she-cat rolling tail over paw across the clearing.
"You're lucky that I'm small or else I would have sent you yowling back into your camp, ShadowClan warrior!" the squeak came from the black she-cat. Blizzardsky growled playfully, running after Nightpaw, and the little she-cat turned tail and ran up the nearest tree. "I'm not a ShadowClan cat! Get your head out of the clouds," Blizzardsky mrrowed, looking up the tree, "ShadowClan cats don't have pelts as beautiful as mine." Blizzardsky strutted around the clearing, tail and head held high in snooty pride. She was rolled over when Midnightpaw and Nightpaw both jumped on her, laughing in unison.
bic:
Blizzardsky jumped around the open moorland, the cold wind buffeting through her fur. She payed no attention to it, due to her long, soft fur hanging off of her. She decided to take her two youngest out with her, but they weren't so young anymore. The white she-cat stopped, turning around to see if they were following her. Worry struck through her as she spotted no one, and fear for Nightpaw was the biggest worry. Nightpaw recently jumped into a nearby Twoleg river, filled with bundles of sharp things. They cut her belly, but she was lucky to have Silverwhisp as a medicine cat, or she would have probably bled to death. The wound was still healing, and Blizzardsky didn't want her daughter climbing up trees and jumping distances as huge as a gorge.
A pummel from the back brought her back to reality, and she turned to see a light tabby tom stand on his hind legs, ready to crash down on her. She gasped in fake terror as he threw himself down, but she easily rolled to the side. "You stink. Go practice," she mocked, tackling the tabby tom. He shrieked in terror, kicking the white she-cat with his hind paws, claws sheathed. "Let me go!!" he yelped, eyes glittering with laughter. Blizzardsky felt tiny thorn sharp claws grab into her back, and she was pulled off of Midnightpaw. The claws pricked into her pelt, and she shook herself, sending a small black she-cat rolling tail over paw across the clearing.
"You're lucky that I'm small or else I would have sent you yowling back into your camp, ShadowClan warrior!" the squeak came from the black she-cat. Blizzardsky growled playfully, running after Nightpaw, and the little she-cat turned tail and ran up the nearest tree. "I'm not a ShadowClan cat! Get your head out of the clouds," Blizzardsky mrrowed, looking up the tree, "ShadowClan cats don't have pelts as beautiful as mine." Blizzardsky strutted around the clearing, tail and head held high in snooty pride. She was rolled over when Midnightpaw and Nightpaw both jumped on her, laughing in unison.
