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       #Post#: 38682--------------------------------------------------
       YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: puddincat Date: February 7, 2014, 11:28 pm
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       [center][font=georgia][color=white]Outside, the sun was shining
       and birds were singing. But Darestar wasn't aware of that fact.
       Underneath the shade of a high up freeway, the sun's light was
       blotted out, and the soft, sweet melody of the avians was
       impossible to hear over the loud traffic. But Darestar liked it
       that way. He grew up around here, and had become accustomed to
       the noise level and harsh smells. It was home to the orange
       tabby, and he couldn't imagine being anywhere else. "Enough
       road-watching for today," the SpeedClan leader mumbled to no one
       in particular. There was hunting to do, and staring at cars
       passing by wouldn't put prey on the pile. As the muscular feline
       padded out into the sunlight once more, he blinked his cerulean
       optics a few times until they were used to the new and sudden
       brightness. Then his hunting mode was switched on, and the male
       began to search for food.
       ---
       She might as well still be a kitten, for the pale silver
       apprentice rarely left camp anyway. Windpaw never really
       approved of her brothers' choice of location for SpeedClan's
       territory. The six-moon-old thought it too dangerous. And
       although being brave and adventurous was what her clan was all
       about, what all clans were supposed to be about, she felt that
       willingly living in such a harsh environment was rather idiotic.
       One could be daring without going on a suicide mission everyday.
       The light silver tabby shook out her pelt, as if clearing her
       mind of those negative thoughts. Truthfully, the young
       apprentice liked this clan. The cats around her made her feel
       more confident, more brave, just like she was supposed to be in
       a clan like this. Though she doubted she could ever be as
       willing to take risks as most of her Clanmates, being around
       them made her feel good. Deciding she was hungry, the young
       she-cat padded over to the food heap, which was slowly growing
       as the sun rose. She licked her lips and selected a brown finch
       from near the top, the retreated back into the bushes to eat it.
       Her brothers always said it wasn't good to be out in the open
       for a long time.
       #Post#: 38684--------------------------------------------------
       Re: YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: black rose Date: February 8, 2014, 9:31 am
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       track, i'll post soon
       #Post#: 38690--------------------------------------------------
       Re: YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: Jstar Date: February 8, 2014, 11:51 am
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       Racetrack came bursting into camp, tumbling over on the floor
       and landing with a loud thunk against a large rock. He looked
       up, seeing the world finally stop spinning. Then he got up up.
       Racey wiped the dust off his arm and leaned against the rock
       trying to look cool.
       #Post#: 38730--------------------------------------------------
       Re: YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: puddincat Date: February 9, 2014, 3:40 pm
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       [center][font=georgia][color=white]The sound of an awkward crash
       into one of the rocks scared the daylights out of the pale
       she-cat and it sent the apprentice dashing even further into her
       bush. After cautiously sniffing the air and deciding their
       deputy wasn't a thread to SpeedClan's well-being, Windpaw crept
       out to make sure the clumsy tom was okay. "Did you get hit?" the
       apprentice asked worriedly. Usually cats didn't just tumble into
       camp; they had at least a little grace after coming off of the
       road.
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       Re: YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: puddincat Date: February 12, 2014, 9:08 am
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       bump
       #Post#: 38785--------------------------------------------------
       Re: YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: dawnfire111 Date: February 12, 2014, 10:43 am
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       Headpaw perched on the branch of a small tree while scanning his
       shining yellow gaze over the camp and territory covered in busy
       roads. He glanced down at his littermate, curled up at the base
       of the trunk while rushing her tongue over her sleek spotted
       pelt, but his attention soon sped over to the Clan deputy almost
       knocking himself out on a rock. Geez, he might be fast, but he
       needs to work on his agility. Hopefully he doesn't lose all nine
       lives on one run when he becomes leader. Racetrack was a good
       warrior, Headpaw was just judgmental.
       #Post#: 38793--------------------------------------------------
       Re: YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: black rose Date: February 12, 2014, 4:24 pm
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       Starfault stood watching the others. She didn't say anything at
       all, but she just narrowed her eyes when Racetrack came tumbling
       into the camp. The deputy was judgmental, but decided not to say
       anything this time. With a small shake of her head, she turned
       and walked out of the camp, being careful not to get hit.
       Penkit was playing.
       #Post#: 38799--------------------------------------------------
       Re: YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: Jstar Date: February 12, 2014, 4:57 pm
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       "Yeah. Just got a bit off course." He said, trying to keep his
       tone cool.
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       Re: YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: puddincat Date: February 12, 2014, 9:26 pm
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       "Alrighty then. As long as you're not dead I guess I can leave
       you alone." With a slight smirk, the ghostly apprentice began to
       walk back into her bush again. Perhaps the leaves could dull the
       loud noise of traffic and help the ringing in Windpaw's ears.
       She'd never gotten used to the volume.
       Darestar was just returning to camp himself, though the nimble
       tom had made his entrance more graceful than his deputy. The
       long-limbed leader cast a glance at Racetrack that lasted no
       more than a second, then turned back around to drop his catch, a
       couple of sparrows, onto the fresh-kill pile.
       Guys anyone want to mentor Windy
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       Re: YOU SHOOT ME DOWN ( speedclan roleplay ) BUT I GET UP
       By: black rose Date: February 12, 2014, 9:47 pm
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       (star can!)
       Starfault soon came to the edge of the road and paused. She
       waited until one car raced by before lunging forward. To her,
       this was all a game. She dodged between cars, showing one of her
       rare smiles.
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