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Post by Starlight on Jul 8, 2011 20:53:13 GMT -5
Ashpelt had finally noticed the commotion happening way over on the far side of the lake. He only felt minimally guilty for not noticing right away; after all, he was on the opposite end of the lake. He saw an unfamiliar pelt amongst the group of cats, but the small gathering seemed to be very non-threatening, so Ashpelt decided not to throw himself into the confusion. Instead, he pointed it out to Shadowchase and began helping him across the ice to collect the kits. They didn't need to be a part of this.
As Moonkit bumped into the warrior and began sliding away again, Ashpelt bent and grabbed the kit by the scruff of his neck to stop him. "Just stay with me and Shadowchase for now," he gently ordered the kit. "Use your claws to walk on the ice instead of sliding on your paws."
Then Ashpelt began forward again, without pausing to make sure her was being obeyed. "Now, let's go gather Hawkkit."
((See? Ashpelt can be responsible, too!))
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 9, 2011 0:03:49 GMT -5
Hawkkit bounded over to Moonkit and Ashkit (as quickly as any cat who hadn't figured out how to properly use her claws on ice) and slid to a stop in front of them.
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Post by Tinderpaw on Jul 9, 2011 12:59:36 GMT -5
Tinderkit, who had been tense when Starlight first sat down, had relaxed until this new cat had showed up. Now, enough though no one else was worried, she felt uncomfortable again. This new cat brought back memories of her time alone as a kit, back when every stranger was dangerous. Of course, she wasn't too worried about being attacked, after all, she was sitting with one of the bigger cats. Starlight may not of been a warrior, but Tinderkit knew she would keep her safe. For the time being, Tinderkit decided to remain where she was, although, the game on the frozen lake was beginning to look fun.
Meanwhile, back inside the warriors' den, Brackenclaw lay muttering and grumbling about being awake in this Starclan-forsaken weather. After all of the other cats had gone running off, he'd been left here by himself, though awake from all the noise they had made. No doubt they were off to play in the snow like overgrown kits; foolish cats. The cold was only good for sleeping until it was time to get to duties or something like that, it wasn't for playing on some lake. His first few years here, he'd tired that foolish nonsense, even enjoyed it a bit, but now he knew better. Of course, now he couldn't seem to fall asleep again, darn young cats. He stood made a circle or two in the moss to attempt to make it comfy again, then laid back down and began to mumble to himself again. Hopefully, he'd fall asleep again before someone caught him awake.
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Post by Starlight on Jul 9, 2011 15:08:49 GMT -5
((Oh, crap. I totally forgot Starlight was there, too. XD Also, Brackenclaw and Springflower sound like kindred spirits. ^^ ))
Starlight watched the small gathering of cats, all joviality vanished. She decided she would wait where she was until Wildstar had finished talking to the newcomer. She really, really didn’t care for crowds. In fact, she would have simply left and made her way to the MoonTree, but she knew she might be needed here in a minute. So Starlight stayed where she was, sitting in companionable silence with Tinderpaw as they watched the proceedings.
Ashpelt blinked down at the kit. Well, that was easy. “Alright, you two. We should head back to camp for now. I promise you’ll be able to come back again tomorrow if Wildstar says it’s safe.” The senior warrior trudged forward, again without looking back to see if the kits were following. He had learned that if he simply expected the youngsters to behave, they would be more likely to do so.
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 9, 2011 17:46:25 GMT -5
Ooc: I've decided to make Hawkkit in a bad mood right now.
BIC: Hawkkit sat down with a humph. "No," she said boldly. She was feeling brave, and angry. The old cat was spoiling her fun! She wanted to stay out here and play! "Can't we just stay on the other side of the lake? She seems nice. She won't bother us!"
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Post by Starlight on Jul 9, 2011 18:14:23 GMT -5
((Tsk, tsk. Contradictory today, are we?))
Ashpelt paused and glanced over his shoulder at the kit, eyebrows raised as if to say, Are you sure that's how you want to behave? Then he wordlessly continued.
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 9, 2011 19:07:53 GMT -5
Hawkkit stood up and for a minute it appeared as though she was going to follow the senior warrior, but after a few steps she made a sharp turn and walked to the side of the lake opposite from the group of cats talking to the loner. She sat down and gave Ashpelt a look that said, Please?
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Post by Starlight on Jul 9, 2011 20:06:25 GMT -5
The older cat heard Hawkkit turn and stop. Suppressing a sigh, Ashpelt turned all the way around this time and faced the kit. It didn't seem like there was any threat, but it was not worth risking these kits' lives just for a little fun on the ice. Besides, he had given an order. If a cat wanted to be obeyed, be it a parent or a clan leader, he had to be consistent and follow through on his words. So Ashpelt padded over to the kit and bent to touch noses with her. "I know you were having fun on the ice, and I'm sorry to interrupt your playtime, but right now it's more important for us to be in the camp. I'm not doing this just to be mean, you know. I was having fun, too. But it's much more important that we warn the clan about what's going on, so they aren't surprised when a loner pads into our home. Can you help me do that, Hawkkit?"
((Being a paradoxical combination mature and kit-like himself, Ashpelt is very good with the kits and apprentices. And he's generally a likeable cat. Or, at least, that's what I've decided...))
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Post by Nightpaw on Jul 10, 2011 0:50:10 GMT -5
(Hehe, sorry hawkkit!.)
Kaity glanced at all the cats once more, the kits, the black cat on the Ice, the other black cat with the kit nearby. Se hoped that she hadn't caused too much trouble, she might regret it later. She began to lick her ruffled scruff, trying to hide her nervousness. 'Like it will hide my scent...' she thought with a grimace.
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 10, 2011 14:04:27 GMT -5
"Tell the clan about this?" Hawkkit asked, her voice filling with excitement, "That sounds important! Okay, Ashpelt! I'll come and help you warn the clan! Can we announce it from the tallspire? Isn't that where Wildstar announces all of the important stuff? If it's important then, we should announce it then from up there, since it's the important place where important stuff gets announced!" She hopped up and shook her fluffy white fur until it made her look like a giant cotton ball and began to trot back to where Moonkit was and where Ashpelt had been just a moment ago.
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Post by Starlight on Jul 10, 2011 14:12:29 GMT -5
Ashpelt's whiskers twitched, and he shook his head from behind Hawkkit's back. Kits will be kits. "You can announce it from under Tallspire, but you're not allowed on top of it unless you're the clan leader. Who knows, though? Maybe one day you'll be Hawkstar of MountainClan."
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 10, 2011 14:17:42 GMT -5
Hawkkit stopped turned around to smile at Ashpelt, "I like the sound of that!" she exclaimed. She turned back around and said in her "Important Voice," "Hawkstar! Leader of Mountainclan!" She fluffed up her fur once again and trotted back to camp, her head held high. Once she broke through into camp, she made a mad dash for tallspire, stood underneath it, and yelled out, "MEMBERS OF MOUNTAINCLAN! I HAVE IMPORTANT NEWS! PLEASE GATHER TO LISTEN TO ME TALK ABOUT IMPORTANT STUFF!" She had no idea what she was supposed to say so she improved.
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Post by Starlight on Jul 10, 2011 14:24:52 GMT -5
With great difficulty, Ashpelt managed to hide his grin at the kit's show.
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 10, 2011 15:15:16 GMT -5
Ooc: I'm going to wait for more cats to come out.
BIC: Hawkkit sat and waited for cats to come out of their dens.
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Post by Tinderpaw on Jul 10, 2011 16:50:44 GMT -5
Brackenclaw turned his head towards the entrance of the den, not wanting to attempt to get up quite yet. He identified the new source of noise quite quickly; Hawkkit, bothersome furball. She was spouting some nonsense about needing to talking about 'Important Stuff', hardly a proper address, but he knew that there could actually be something happening. Grumbling all the while, he made his way from his warm bed out to the main part of the camp where everyone would be gathering. He stretched and shivered as a cold wind blew the warmth from his pelt; dang wind, it was always too cold. Though he wasn't happy about being up, he kept his complaining to a mumble that only he could understand.
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