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#Post#: 1585--------------------------------------------------
Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: Bentley19
Date: November 17, 2012, 1:05 pm
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[center]Boulevardpaw was gathering herbs, or thats just what he
was trying to convince himself to think thats what he was doing.
He wasn't actually looking for herbs, or trouble, he was just
expoloring. He wanted to know what the other clans looked like,
and the fact that he wasn't actually allowed to tresspass, he
couldn't care about that rule any less. Honestly, Boulevardpaw
wasn't so great at following rules, and he was quite the
trouble-maker. Being the medicene cat apprentice was his dream,
and he loved what he did. Boulevardpaw ventured a little
further, now he was on Thunderclan territory. The windclan mca
looked around at his surroundings. Everything was so weird to
him, and then he thought he heard something. He turned to look
behind him, hoping that there wa no one there. Why had he come
this far? He knew that he should have stayed in the camp.
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#Post#: 1601--------------------------------------------------
Re: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: whisper
Date: November 17, 2012, 7:30 pm
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the brown and white tabby was enjoying the day. a beautiful
afternoon, shining sun and butterflies. in fact,there was a
vivid ochre one. this had caught the eye of the thunderclan mca
quite early on her walk, which was a little more than unusual.
she was often minding her own little buisness, a hum sounding
from her maw. yet, somehow, an odd feeling of playfulness had
washed over the mca. grinning, firstpaw croutched down as the
butterfly landed on a flower, hindquarters wiggling. she was
ready to pounce. and she did. the feline leaped awkwardly
forward, snagging the vivid butterfly by the wing in her teeth.
she stumbled past the flower, paws wobbling as she tried to
stagger to halt. insted, she fell. embarassed with herself,
firsty scrabbled to her paws.
#Post#: 1605--------------------------------------------------
Re: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: Bentley19
Date: November 18, 2012, 8:35 am
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[center][font=times new roman]Boulevardpaw heard something
behind him. It sounded like something had tripped. He just
asumed that if something had tripped, it wasn't a cat because no
one was that clumsy. The windclan mca was too scared to look
behind him, he just did't know what to expect. A baby fox, or
young puppy? Something in his mind told him to run, and another
part of him was begging him to turn and look. His small orange
paws started to pivot, and he started turning very slowly. He
had his eyes closed, still unsure of what would be there. He
opened one small amber orb, just peeking out. Then he opened
both eyes, and he saw a cat?! So this apprentice looking cat had
tripped and fallen. Actually this particular apprentice
sized-kitty had looked familiar. He knew that he had seen her
somewhere, but where?
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Re: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: whisper
Date: November 18, 2012, 7:01 pm
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first raised her head, cheeks burning with embarrassment. the
tabby's hazel-rimmed pupils dilated at the sight of the feline.
she didn't think bearpelt had sent anyone out recently. cocking
her head, the thunderclan mca placed an awkward smile on her
face. had he seenher unfortunate stumble? most likely. clearing
her throat along with a lash of her white-tipped tail, first
spoke.
"oh, er, hi there," she mewed, crossing her front paws and
flattening her ears. she sensed a bit of fear, and wondered if
anything was behind her. she certainly wasn't scary. not at all.
her eyes narrowed in suspicion. this cat didn't appear
thunderclan. actually, he didn't smell like thunderclan, either.
her hazel visionaries widened in realization. an intruder! maybe
she should call out? she took a step backwards, muscles tensed
in preparation to flee.
#Post#: 1649--------------------------------------------------
Re: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: Bentley19
Date: November 19, 2012, 8:44 pm
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[center]"Hi."Bouelvardpaw meowed to the she-cat. He could almost
tell what she was thinking, not because he was smart but because
almost any cat would be thinking this right now. intruder
Boulevardpaw knew that he was but he couldn't get in trouble not
again. He could just hope and pray that she wouldn't call out,
or could he do something else? So he smiled that cat and meowed
"I really do hope I'm not causing too much harm, by wandering
this far." He meowed it like an angel, and then added a wink of
his left eye when he had finished. Boulevard just hoped that she
wouldn't say anything. [/center]
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Re: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: whisper
Date: November 22, 2012, 7:17 pm
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firstpaw simply rolled her eyes at his actions, taking a deep
breath. should she call? maybe not. he looked harmless, and if
first remembered correctly... he was windclan's medicine cat
apprentice. boulevardpaw. blinking, the shecat came to a
conclusion. he had a right to be on others land, if he was able
to prove he was not here as a spy.
"give me one good reason i shouldn't return to camp and tell
strikestar right this moment," she said with an edge to her
voice.
#Post#: 1737--------------------------------------------------
Re: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: Bentley19
Date: November 24, 2012, 2:58 pm
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[center]"Because you wouldn't want to get me in trouble."He
meowed. Then he wished he could take it back, that was a stupid
reason. So he had to go to Plan B "No..um...wait...there is an
apprentice named...umm...their name is escapes me right now. The
have..um..greencough and I really need catnip. So obviously he
sucked at lying. He just couldn't do it. End of story. He just
hoped it would work, even though he knew it probably wouldn't.
He just couldn't get in trouble, not again. [/center]
#Post#: 1742--------------------------------------------------
Re: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: whisper
Date: November 24, 2012, 7:26 pm
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[center]"right."
firstpaw rolled her hazel visionaries before sitting back on her
haunches, bringing a paw up to her mouth and licking it. she
placed it back on the ground and narrowed her eyes at the petty
excuse for being on her territory, standing up in annoyance,
sugary white tailtip flicking,"you're the windclan medicine cat
apprentice, right?" the thunderclanner said simply, ivory claws
unsheathing and sheathing. she did not want to fight, but would
if that was what it came to. she prayed it did not, though.
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Re: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: Bentley19
Date: November 25, 2012, 11:38 am
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[center]"Yep."He meowed, and then he thought about how she would
know who he was. Of course, she was thunderclan's medicene cat
apprentice. "Aren't you thunderclan's medicene cat apprentice?
He questioned her raising imaginary eyebrows. The orange tabby
shuddered slightly watching her claws, and he really hoped that
it would not come to fighting. So he unsheathed his claws, from
his large orange paws. He flicked his long orange striped tail
back and forth impatiently, and gave her a look as if to say
right back at you.[/center]
#Post#: 1770--------------------------------------------------
Re: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These [P]
DIR By: whisper
Date: November 25, 2012, 2:25 pm
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[center]Firstpaw narrowed her eyes at his claws, but nodded to
his question. Her snow-white tailtip flicked back and
forth,"then i guess you have the right to be here," she said
bluntly, retracting her claws and staring at the orange tom.
[[ sorry for the short post ]][/center]
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