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| #Post#: 65916-------------------------------------------------- | |
| of a feather || open, intro | |
| By: Amour Date: January 16, 2017, 10:09 am | |
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| [font=georgia]Crowe wasn't exactly sure where she was. Nothing | |
| about this place really made any sense to her. "Hello?" Crowe's | |
| voice echoed throughout the misty forest as she called out for | |
| someone in the hopes they would find her.[/font] | |
| #Post#: 65917-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: of a feather || open, intro | |
| By: black rose Date: January 16, 2017, 12:04 pm | |
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| Morningstar, having finally promoted a new deputy, had decided | |
| to go take a walk around the territory. The fog had finally | |
| thickened out once more, so he took it as a sign that their | |
| ancestors were happy with his choice. As he was wandering, he | |
| caught an unfamiliar scent. It definitely wasn't HazeClan, but | |
| it certainly didn't seem like GoldClan either. His eyes narrowed | |
| and he cautiously began to approach when he heard a voice call | |
| out. It eased his worries, as it seemed as if whoever it was had | |
| simply gotten lost. He stayed far enough away that she couldn't | |
| see him, though he could tell where she was due to his | |
| experience living here. "Who are you?" he asked from afar, | |
| taking a seat as he awaited her response. | |
| #Post#: 65924-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: of a feather || open, intro | |
| By: Raven` Date: January 17, 2017, 8:06 pm | |
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| Spiderscare was lost once. As a kitten, just born. She was found | |
| and taken in by the Clan, perhaps in the same manner as the new | |
| lost cat. Or, perhaps, she'll be found, whereas the new deputy | |
| would remain lost. The tortie was wandering aimlessly, thoughts | |
| rushing through her head about her promotion. Their ancestors | |
| seemed okay with it, but she wasn't entirely sure that she was. | |
| She only stopped wandering when she heard Crowe's call for | |
| assistance. With a bit of scenting, she ended up finding her | |
| brother instead, and peered through the fog at the lost loner. | |
| "Don't be mean, Morningstar. She's obviously lost." the tortie | |
| pouted, tail twitching nervously. "Hiding in the mist won't help | |
| her, it'll scare her." she continued, but didn't budge from her | |
| spot beside him. If he thought making the fog talk was the best | |
| way to go about things, then she wasn't going to change his | |
| mind. | |
| #Post#: 65926-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: of a feather || open, intro | |
| By: Amour Date: January 20, 2017, 2:13 pm | |
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| [font=georgia]Crowe's heart practically stopped when she heard | |
| voices coming from the fog. She turned her head to where she | |
| thought it could be coming from, then turned her head the other | |
| direction when nothing was there. "W-where are you?' the young | |
| she-cat asked[/font] | |
| #Post#: 65927-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: of a feather || open, intro | |
| By: Raven` Date: January 21, 2017, 5:29 am | |
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| "Ah, don't be scared." the she-cat twitched her tail as she left | |
| the safety of the fog to approach the other. "We're not going to | |
| hurt you. We just want to know why you're here." Spiderscare | |
| attempted a nice, quiet tone for the she-cat. | |
| #Post#: 65928-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: of a feather || open, intro | |
| By: Amour Date: January 21, 2017, 8:18 pm | |
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| [font=georgia]"W-why I'm here?" Crowe asked, ears flattened. She | |
| was pretty afraid of these cats, especially the one still hidden | |
| in the fog. "I-I don't know... One minute I could see the entire | |
| forest, and the next I couldn't even see my own paws! Where am | |
| I?'[/font] | |
| #Post#: 65930-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: of a feather || open, intro | |
| By: black rose Date: January 21, 2017, 9:08 pm | |
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| After a moment of debating wiht himself, he sighed and walked | |
| forward, revealing himself and stepping out of the fog. "That | |
| tends to happen to those who enter this forest. If you'd like, | |
| we could help to lead you out of HazeClan's territory. Or, if | |
| you think you can prove yourself capable, you could join, if | |
| you'd rather do that. It's your decision." | |
| #Post#: 65931-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: of a feather || open, intro | |
| By: Amour Date: January 22, 2017, 12:08 am | |
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| [font=georgia]"HazeClan?" Crowe asked, now even more confused | |
| than before. "What is HazeClan? It sounds kinda creepy."[/font] | |
| #Post#: 65964-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: of a feather || open, intro | |
| By: dawnfire111 Date: February 27, 2017, 9:02 pm | |
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| "It does sound kinda creepy," a skinny brown tabby spoke as he | |
| appeared from the white mist, a small smile on his face. "Well, | |
| that's probably because it is. But don't worry, sweetheart. | |
| HazeClan is just a bunch of cats worshiping dead cats. Nothing | |
| to be afraid of." Snakepaw slowly came to a stop and sat down, | |
| keeping up his smug smile. | |
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