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Post by |Ϫ|Skystar| on Jul 26, 2009 18:45:37 GMT -5
'Why' thoughts raced in Diamondpaw's head. 'Why wasn't he there, Why did he end, Why would a cat do that?' the loop of questions kept repeating. Only now had Diamondpaw every pondered his father's death. Demonstar, a great leader and a great friend to many, Diamondpaw's father. Demonstar had been poisened days before his only son's birth. Not knowing his father put great curiosity deep into Diamondpaw's mind, he wanted to know everything but he only had words from other cats.
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»twigclaw«
Warrior 
Twigclaw~A Loner
The Deviant and the Determined
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Post by »twigclaw« on Jul 26, 2009 19:48:33 GMT -5
((Would it be okay if he stumbled upon some prankster rogues? Maybe they could've been the ones who killed the leader.))
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Post by |Ϫ|Skystar| on Jul 28, 2009 8:49:17 GMT -5
((No realy, I wanted a clan member to reply....))
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Post by §Wildheart§ on Jul 28, 2009 8:53:43 GMT -5
((we need more warriors...))
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Post by ♣Talonstar♣ on Jul 28, 2009 11:02:05 GMT -5
yes
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Post by Sparrow on Jul 28, 2009 17:23:33 GMT -5
((I can, I am a MoonClan warrior, Grayscale))
Grayscale climbed the rocky hills and found Diamondpaw perched on a rock, sitting, thinking... The white-gray warrior padded up to the spotted leader's kit, now an apprentice. Diamondpaw had much to learn... he was a young cat, hopefully he would mature within the years.
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Post by |Ϫ|Skystar| on Jul 29, 2009 13:37:18 GMT -5
Diamondpaw kept his head turned away from the approaching warrior as he sat. "Good morning Grayscale" he said as her continued to stare off in the distance.
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Post by Sparrow on Jul 29, 2009 18:38:54 GMT -5
"Good morning, Diamondpaw. I was wondering what you were doing here, your still young, you might get snatched up by a wondering eagle," he said, looking at the dawning sky.
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Post by |Ϫ|Skystar| on Jul 30, 2009 8:14:24 GMT -5
"That doesn't concern me right now" he said as he turned the gaze to the rocks. The apprentice walked to Grayscale "You wanna do a bit of hunting, we can bring some stuff back to camp?" he asked.
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Post by Sparrow on Jul 30, 2009 17:40:19 GMT -5
Death doesn't concern you? "Of course, that's what I'm out here for," he nodded. He took the lead, leaping across the rocks followed by the leader's kit. He saw a huge raven ahead, it was just smaller then an eagle. "Diamondpaw, look. See that raven, I'm going to teach you to hunt birds like that, but it can only be done with a group of cats, lets see if we can take it out," He said. His gray-white pelt would blend it perfectly, but Diamondpaw's spots might give them away, great. If he lost this thanks to the apprentice he would be fairly mad. He saw a mouse scrambling in between rocks, looking for food. Diamondpaw looked like he wanted to sink his claws into it. He halted him.
The raven swooped down and took the mouse... wait for it, wait for it... "Now!" He yowled once the raven's talons locked on the small body. He lept on the raven, his weight proventing it from flying away. He reached his paws around its body and sunk his claws into its heart. It screeched then started falling towards the ground, it wasn't that high up so he knew he had to act fast. He lept off the bird as it crashed down to the rocks-just in time. He landed gracefully on his feet beside the surprised apprentice as the bird fell down a few rocks. "That's how its done, luckily for me that was a small enough bird for me to bring down by myself, but if it was any smaller then I would have been in trouble."
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Post by |Ϫ|Skystar| on Aug 1, 2009 12:58:15 GMT -5
Diamondpaw nodded "That is quite an amazing skill" he said, a hint of excitement in his voice "I hope some day I can hunt like that" he said as he stared among the rocks, looking for another mouse. A hit of brown caught his eye, as it inched forward a bit. Diamondpaw locked himself on he creature. With a pounce Diamondpaw batted it into the air and slammed it onto the grond. As the quietr chunch of bones finished Diamond paw sank is teeth into the animal, killing it for good. The technique had been his fathers signature, or so said his mother. Diamondpaw had practiced that his whole short life, learing every varriation, movement and element of that one move, he had it perfected.
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Post by ♣Talonstar♣ on Aug 2, 2009 9:31:09 GMT -5
you two over there what are you doing talonstar called out
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Post by §Wildheart§ on Aug 2, 2009 9:34:21 GMT -5
Frostflower followed Talonstar over the ridge. "I think they're just hunting."
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Post by ♣Talonstar♣ on Aug 2, 2009 9:42:24 GMT -5
you go hunting with them if you want
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Post by §Wildheart§ on Aug 2, 2009 20:07:16 GMT -5
Frostflower shuffled her paws. "I'm not sure if they want me..."
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