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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2014 12:31:45 GMT -5
Loudfoot padded into the camp, his loud feet thudding against the icy floor. His teeth chattered as he looked up at the night sky. WindClan were considered the closest to Starclan physically because of their camp being the highest, but most Windclanners considerd themselves to be the closes physically and mentally. However, the winds were freezing this time of year, and it was almost impossible for Loudfoot to get any sleep. His eyes gazed the stars. "Are you watching Morningpoppy? Are you watching us mama? It's freezing. Can't you do something?" He pleaded. Suddenly, a gust of wind hit Loudfoot, but it wasn't cold. It was warm. Like a mother's love. "Thank you." He whispered silently, "Thank you mom."
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Post by Mini on Feb 1, 2014 15:01:51 GMT -5
From across the camp, a pare of pale amber eyes watched with curiosity. They belonged to a feline, a she-cat. Her fur was white as snow, and her paws were colored like storm clouds. She was pretty, except for her tail, which was half the size of a normal cat's. It stuck out stiffly behind her, too short to make the beautiful waving motions most cats could.
Who was Loudfoot talking to? He said mom, but who was that? Littletail didn't know of any mother to this tom. She took a step towards him, then hesitated. Was it worth it? She had no real reason to talk to him. He wasn't a potential mate, because he already had kits and probably a mate of his own. He wasn't her friend, either. She had nothing to lose.
"Excuse me?" she mewed quietly, stepping into the light. She avoided his gaze, looking down at his paws instead. "Um, who are you talking to?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2014 17:47:22 GMT -5
Loudfoot swiveled his ear around, his body following. The voice belonged to a she-cat. It was a pretty she-cat, with her fur as white as the dappling snow and her paws like the cooling shade in newleaf. Her tail was cut half-way, but he didn't mind it. She was a beautiful she cat otherwise. "I-I was talking to my mom. She, um, died giving birth to me." He chuckled nervously. Why did he tell her his mom died? Why would she care?
He felt the warm breeze again, as if it was telling him to not be scared. "I-I don't believe we've met before. I'm Loudfoot." He said, his feet thudding as he walked away from his original position. He tried not to sway his tail, as it normally did, for he was afraid of offending the she-cat. She seemed like she would be a nice friend. Not judging him or pressuring him with terrible secrets like Mintnose's. He felt butterflies in his stomach, but this was normal for him, for this happened ever since apprenticehood.
He sat, his body making a noise whenever he moved. No wonder he was named Loudfoot. Usually, his feet were the only body part that made the loud thumping sound, but he was nervous this night. This leaf-bare night was cold, and he was tired.
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Post by Mini on Feb 6, 2014 11:14:09 GMT -5
Littletail tilted her head, observing the tom with careful interest. So this was Loudfoot. She could understand why, as he moved towards her, with all the noise he was making. She took into account his tail, which he held out stiffly behind him. Littletail grinned, and was tempted to laugh, but held it back. Laughing would be rude.
"Nice to meet you, Loudfoot." she purred. "My name's Littletail." she glanced up at the stars, then turned back to him. "So your mom is dead, huh? I'm sorry to hear that."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 13:23:54 GMT -5
Littletail
That was a pretty name for a she-cat. "Well, thanks I guess.... If I'm not mistaken, you're mother is Rosethorn right?" He asked. He never met the she-cat, but names wander around the camp. "And your father is Badgerfur?" He added. He knew who was family to who, for he was good at listening to the gossip around camp.
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