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Post by Death on Mar 24, 2012 10:10:26 GMT -5
~AppleHoney~
[/center] Her laugh was very faint and had a hint of nervousness to it. She pulled Featherkit closer to her. The small she-cat seemed to hold the same feelings that she had when it came to other cats and violence. Applehoney looked nervously from one warrior to the other. She shifted a little and waited for what would happen due to the two toms seeing Wolfkit and Featherkit outside of the camp.
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Post by Fox on Mar 24, 2012 13:29:03 GMT -5
Snowstorm's ears pricked as he picked up on the slight nervousness in the young medicine cat's form and voice. As a warrior, he knew when cats were nervous or scared. It was one thing that helped win battles and told him when to show mercy. "Hey, don't worry about the kits. We won't tell anyone," He mewed with kindness in his big yellow eyes. "Right Swiftshadow?" he mewed, nudging his best friend who was still trying to fend off the small kit's attacks.
"Oh, yeah, right!" The black and white tom mewed, carefully standing up and flicking Wolfkit on the ear. "No harm done. Though maybe we should come with you in case you run into trouble," He mewed glancing rather worriedly at the two young kits. Really, they were sweet, adorable and would make great additions to the clan whatever paths they chose.
Wolfkit jumped up and down, bouncing up and down and darted around the two tom's feet-even their legs were battle scarred!- and striking blows with soft paws. The two toms shared an amused glance. "Yeah! That would be great! Maybe we'll run into a fox! Or a ShadowClan patrol! Or-"
"Careful, little warrior," Swiftshadow interrupted. "Real warriors don't go looking for danger."
Featherkit trembled harder, hiding her face in Applehoney's fur. She just wanted them all to go away. Even if it was kind of nice not to make them go home.
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Post by Death on Mar 24, 2012 17:54:31 GMT -5
~AppleHoney~
[/center] AppleHoney's black tipped tail touched Featherkit's grey shoulder. A smile flashed at Swiftshadow and Snowstorm. I think we're set. I had to get some honey, but I don't have anything to gather it in. Plus, I'm sure the kits are tired from walking all day. she said while rubbing her tail back and forth trying to calm Featherkit's nerves. (They just keep getting shorter and shorter... >.<)
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Post by Fox on Mar 24, 2012 20:42:31 GMT -5
((Heh it's fine!))
"Great!" Snowstorm purred, nudging Wolfkit towards the medicine cat. He tilted his head at the shivering kit pressed into her side and laid down so he was at her eye level. "And who is this brave little one?" He purred without a hint of sarcasm, eyes bright and friendly. The large tom hated when kits got upset or scared.
Featherkit glanced with wide eyes at the large tom. His head was bigger than her! Still, he did look kind of silly like that, and she flashed a small, shy smile.
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Post by Death on Mar 27, 2012 16:11:20 GMT -5
~AppleHoney~
[/center] Applehoney climbed the tree the kits had retreated to. She crawled up higher than they had almost to the top where the danger of falling increased. She inched out on a thin branch toward a big busy beehive. She looked out and saw how much farther the water was from the nest. She steadied her shaky ginger body on swaying branch. Her white left paw came out from under her body toward the nest. Her green eyes calculating how hard to hit the nest to have it land in the water. She looked at the others before hitting the nest as hard as she could in the direction of the water before springing from the branch herself. It was a leap of faith. Her life was in StarClan's paws. She hopped to land in the water right after the beehive to retrieve the nest with no more bees. The water would giver her protection from the stinging bugs as well as a soft place to land.
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