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Post by Rainy on Dec 13, 2009 10:31:27 GMT -6
The sky was dusky with twilight as the last warriors slipped into the den for the night. Emberheart was already curled up and breathing deeply. Darksight hesitated. This part was hard, finding his nest among all the other without stomping on anyone. He carefully distinguished between warm familar scents and the cool ground, skirting around the edge of the den. There was a small walking space here, and his den was in the very back, along the way. He stopped, sniffing it to make sure it was his. Whiteflower's was right next to his. Suddenly the fur on his shoulders. "Okay, who's the wise-guy? Who put the honey and burrs in my nest?"
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Post by &&.Destinystar.x on Dec 16, 2009 10:29:54 GMT -6
{{Sorry for late reply, somehow I missed this}}
Flamefeather looked up, pretending to blink sleep from his green eyes. He was very good at pretending. "Wha?" Sandwhisker looked up. "Someone put burrs in your nest?" she asked, geniunely surprised unlike her brother. Flightfall slept right through it, exhausted.
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Post by Rainy on Dec 17, 2009 17:07:40 GMT -6
(lol s'all right.)
"I guess so. An admirer perhaps?" mewed Darksight, his voice dripping with sarcasism. Sighing, he began to scrap out the burrs and honey. So much for sleeping tonight.
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Post by &&.Destinystar.x on Dec 19, 2009 13:36:23 GMT -6
Flamefeather laughed, "Somebody admiring YOU?"
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Post by Rainy on Dec 23, 2009 12:44:25 GMT -6
Darksight hissed, about to spit back a reply, but he changed his mind. He didn't need too. Obviously Whiteflower admired him, and he returned the affection back. If Flamefeather couldn't see that, HE was the blind one.
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Post by &&.Destinystar.x on Jan 9, 2010 10:26:14 GMT -6
Flamefeather shrugged and rolled onto his back, pawing the air. "Oh dear, you can't SEE how did it, can you?" he sneered. Sandwhisker batted him hard on the nose with a sheathed paw, to shut him up.
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Post by Rainy on Jan 9, 2010 11:13:49 GMT -6
Darksight would have felt a little better knowing Sandwhisker had done that. His earlier spat with the she-cat was already forgotten, and he had pretty much, well for the most part, forgotten it. He was exhausted and didn't care. He curled into his nest, his tail tip resting over his nose. "Happy nightmares, Flamefeather. G'night, Sandwhisker, Whiteflower."
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Post by &&.Destinystar.x on Jan 9, 2010 11:24:08 GMT -6
"Goodnight, Darksight," Sandwhisker purred. Flamefeather opened his mouth but quickly his sister slapped her tail across his mouth. With a muffled hiss he went to sleep.
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Post by Rainy on Jan 10, 2010 10:02:21 GMT -6
(lol I love those guys. Classic siblings.) Emberheart growled, peeping open an eye to glare at all the noisy cats, she was really moody when she was tired, but everyone seemed to have shut up now, and she closed her eyes once more.
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