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Post by Kenya on Jan 20, 2012 12:29:51 GMT -5
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Lightningfur rolled over at her release and immediately began to groom the melting snow from her pelt. "Well if my claws were unsheathed, you'd be crow food!" She threatened lightly swinging her head around so she could rasp her pink tongue on her side.
"You think my heart isn't made of ice? Well wait to you see my in battle! I won't let Northclan's reputation down!" She promised turned to give her chest a few licks. Satisfied that her pelt was clean once more she stood unsheathing her claws and digging them into the snow in a mock threat.
"Do I look big and scary now?" She asked somewhat amused as she crouched down, her claws unsheathed. Lightningfur pulled back her mouth to reveal two rows of sharp white teeth. Letting go a menacing hiss she faced Fishbone as if she were preparing to pounce.
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Post by sil on Jan 20, 2012 17:53:47 GMT -5
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Fishbone watched the she-cat as he licked a paw clean of moisture and passed it over a beige-rimmed ear. He ran his tongue down the ruffled fur of his chest before meeting her blue eyes. ”Crow food, you say?” he mewed, eyes narrowed, although there was nothing but mirth in the expression.
Her fierce stance instinctively made the hair along his spine bristle and his claws unsheathe. He calmed himself quickly enough, hopefully before Lightningfur noticed. Ears flattening, he lowered himself into a playful crouch, his rump wiggling and tapered tail lashing the air in mock challenge.
”Bold words,” he called. Fishbone took several paces around the ginger cat, picking himself surely and carefully across the rock in a semi-circle around her. ”I’m sure that would make a kittypet shiver in his Twoleg dirt box.”
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Post by Kenya on Jan 20, 2012 18:12:11 GMT -5
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"A Kittypet!" Said said straightening up. "I would take on all of Tiger clan and win!" she boasted. Lightningfur scraped a paw against the snow revealing the icy rock underneath. The rock that helps make up her wintry home in the North. Clouds parted for a few rare moments to let the sun come through. It warmed Lightningfur and illuminated the white strip of fur along her back. Her bright pelt glowed for the few heartbeats there was until dark Leaf-bare clouds covered the sky once more.
She shook her coat, ruffling it against the sudden cold from the missing sun. She looked back to Fishbone, an idea forming in her mind. Lightningfur's whiskers twitched with amusement at her new found idea.
Without warning Lightningfur turned and jumped towards Fishbone, landing her front paws on his shoulder. "Surprise!" She meowed crashing down on him. "What? You didn't see that coming?" She teased.
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Post by sil on Jan 20, 2012 18:47:51 GMT -5
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[/i][/color] ”You, take TigerClan?” Fishbone mrrow’d with laughter. ”TigerClan would pick their teeth with the bones of a dainty little she-cat like you,” he taunted, though there was no malice behind the words.
Like Lightningfur, he reveled in the brief sunlight, shutting his eyes and straining his neck toward the source. Fishbone shivered when the sun was hidden again, cursing his short coat. It was enough to distract him from the she-cat’s sudden pounce.
The tom fell to the ground with an oof! for the second time. Glancing up at her with one squinted eyes, he muttered in mock humiliation, ”Alright, save your strength for EastClan.” He pulled himself out from under her white paws and slithered back a tail-length away. As he went back to licking his fur flat, he lightheartedly asked, “Had your fun now?”
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Post by Kenya on Jan 20, 2012 19:06:13 GMT -5
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"Yes I have." She purred giving her paw a few licks. She swiped her dampened paw over her whiskers. Sitting, Lightningfur wrapped her ginger and ringed tail around her small white paws.
"Hey, We're so close in age, but this is the first time we've talked." She meowed in a quiet voice, "How come you're never around with the rest if the cats?" What she said was true. She knew Fishbone, but only because he was a clanmate. If he had been from a different clan she would barley know he existed.
Lightningfur settled herself down on a patch of rock that had been spared of the snow, awaiting her clanmates answer. Her tail flicked back and forth making indents in the snow behind her as she watched for his reaction behind slitted blue eyes.
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Post by sil on Jan 20, 2012 23:48:53 GMT -5
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Fishbone’s ears twitched at the question. Looking away, he busied himself with kneading the snow in front of him. After a few beats, he shrugged and met her narrowed gaze.
”I dunno,” he muttered pretty half-heartedly. ”I was just never that close to anyone. Never wanted to be. I had… other interests.” He shut his eyes as memories of hunting in the foothills in full greenleaf, of the crisp air along the mountainsides just outside of NorthClan territory, came flooding to him. When he opened his eyes, the scent of prey still lingered on the roof of his mouth.
”But I’m not a loner,” Fishbone continued. ”I’m a Clan cat, through and through. It should have been my priority to begin with.”
His stare wandered again as he shuffled a little and admitted, ”And I get a little lonely, too, I guess.”
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Post by Kenya on Jan 21, 2012 0:07:04 GMT -5
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Lightningfur listened to his response, her face not giving away any reactions to his words. Lightningfur pulled herself to her paws and moved beside Fishbone so their pelts were touching.
"I believe you. That you're a clan cat I mean." She waited a few heartbeats before adding "I'd like to be your friend Fishbone." Her eyes were light with genuine concern for the young tom. She couldn't imagine being without her clan, on her own. Lightningfur didn't even the loners that roamed through territories for moons alone.
Lightningfur was also a clan cat through and through. Her claws would always stay sharp in the defense of her clan. She looked over to meet his eyes. "I think we could make pretty good friends" She meowed with a glint of humor in her eyes.
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Post by sil on Jan 25, 2012 15:16:37 GMT -5
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Fishbone flinched instinctively at the contact; the tabby caught himself, relaxed his muscles, and allowed his fur to settle again. He glanced at Lightningfur, listening to her with a sense of nervousness. It was nearly like ants and beetles were crawling through his fur and biting his skin.
“I’d like to be your friend, Fishbone,” the she-cat said. Heat flushed him from whisker to tail-tip. He swallowed. Take it easy! he berated himself while resisting the urge to shuffle and shift his weight. This is what you wanted!
”Okay…” Fishbone meowed when she was finished, cursing the uncertainty that showed through with that one word. The tom cleared his throat and continued more surely, “Yes. I’d like that.” Meeting her gaze as she did his, his orange-yellow eyes sparkled with contentment and he swung his tail back-and-forth, occasionally brushing against hers.
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