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Post by Leopardheart on Nov 30, 2015 10:33:11 GMT -5
The air was crisp and cold with light winds brushing through the camp with ease, the well insulated dens blocking all hints of leaf bare out. The warriors lay coiled in their nests, Leopardheart pushed to the perimeter lay with his long tail drawn up in front of his nose with his eyes squeezed shut, reluctant to open and accept that they morning had finally come after a warm night in the warriors den surrounded by his clan mates. His large body filled the entire nest, pushing against his neighbours unintentionally. Memories of the fight with Thunderclan replayed in his mind like a bad nightmare, he couldn't deny that he was disappointed in how he reacted. Being unusually friendly toward most cats, and disapproving of fighting instead talking to solve the clan problems and yet he had lost his temper and acted so violently. He opened his eyes slowly, determined to rid himself of his negative thoughts by doing something. Leopardheart was not a tom who would pity himself easily, he was aware of his mistakes and promised himself to never repeat it. Pushing himself up using his fore legs to take most of his weight before carefully making his way out of the warriors nest. He had noticed how much easier it was to leave the warriors den than they apprentice den, less limbs sprawled across the floor, the older cats had themselves tucked in neatly to their own spaces in attempt to keep the cold out.
Leopardheart pushed through the den entrance with ease, his long legs carrying him toward the freshkill pile at a slow pace. His tail swayed back and forth calmly as he picked up a limp rabbit and carrying toward the center of the camp, lying down with the prey in front of him, his long tail drawn along his side as he lifted his head glancing at the sky with a sigh. His breath formed a cloud as he exhaled from exhaustion. Leafbare had just begun and prey was already becoming scarce for all clans, branches had begun to freeze slightly at the tip and most cats expected snow to come at any time now and part of him looked forward to it. The snow was pure white and truly beautiful to look at, and to see the new kits react to the white layer that would soon cover the earth. The spotted cat glanced down at his food, gripping it tightly with large paws, his dew claw keeping it perfectly balanced as he tore away the beat from the bones of the rabbit quickly, finishing his meal with a yawn before glancing around the camp with curiousity. The morning had come and few cats were awake, the freshkill pile was smaller than usual and there would normally be patrols being organised at this time, but the clearing remained comfortably silent.
Leopardheart stood up calmly, digging a hole in the ground before pushing the bones into it, it was an unusual thing to do, but a habbit he had picked up from his mentor moons ago, recalling the words spoken by the old warrior, "We bury our warriors, but not those who give us life, I feel to bury them shows respect.". Even Leopardheart knew his way of thinking was bizarre, but he truly admired his mentor and began following in his unusual methods. Leopardheart stood without purpose wondering if he should wake some of his clanmates for a small hunting patrol, or if he should just wait for someone else to take charge and organise one.
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Post by dylan on Nov 30, 2015 20:39:28 GMT -5
Creampaw - 575 WordsTags: Leopardheart [Kuwaki ]Notes: And so we begin. The talk of the border battle had been all over the nursery, and it was quite interesting to hear all the different sides. She should have been there, she could have done something, right? But who would she have look after the kits? Is this what queens felt like when they were stuck in the nursery unable to do anything? Yes, it was hard but fun most of the time, but this is the part she hated. She was missing out on a lot, she knew this. But could she really just leave the kits to another queen? No, her sister had pleaded for her to take them, to take care of them, not some queen. She had said it had been their mother’s dying wish for the younger litter to be with family. Creampaw may be a lot of things, but she wasn’t one that wasn’t loyal. She had her loyalties to her family before, but now that she is all alone with kits, nothing but her clan and the kits were on her mind.
Creampaw knew she was probably the least fun apprentice to her peers, but to two certain kits she was their everything. She had been there ever since they were brought to camp, only leaving their side when she had to train, and even then it wasn’t too often. She had found herself slacking on her training to focus more on the bundles of fur. This wasn’t like her, she didn’t even know who she was anymore. What happened to the apprentice who had been confined to camp not because she needed/was needed, but because she had caused so much trouble she had been punished with so many tasks? It was so confusing. How could she be a good mother to the kits, and an apprentice at the same time? Who else would she turn to with all of these concerns, all of her family was gone, and though she had friends, she didn’t want to burden them with all of her thoughts and fears.
With a deep sigh, she glanced at the kits, knowing they would be safe for a bit. They had both just eaten a large meal and would be out for quite some time, they had kept her up most of the night not wanting to sleep, and finally had succumbed to it just a bit ago. Maybe she could get rid of some of her antsy energy by going on a patrol or something. Anything would do at this point. Giving each kit a couple licks and nodding to a queen in thanks for watching them, she pushed her way out of the nursery. It seemed as if it were so quiet now, a little too quiet. She couldn’t wait to see snow. The last time it had snowed she was a newborn, and she hadn’t been in this clan. Seeing the snow would be exciting for both her and the kits, a new experience for all three.
Making her way to the clearing, she spotted Leopardheart eating and shrugged. There looked to be no other cat to talk to, and he was as good as any. She never felt intimidated by him, and the she-cat had never seen him be anything but kind to her. Out of all the cats, who was she to give judgement? ”What are you doing with those bones?” she asked curiously, her head tilting to the side in confusion.
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Post by Leopardheart on Dec 1, 2015 12:51:41 GMT -5
Leopardheart lifted his head from the newly disturbed earth at the sound of paw steps, he turned to see Creampaw. The young apprentice who had accepted the responsibility of kits that weren't even her own, but her mothers, she had guts that most cats lacked when they were apprentices. He truly respected her and all she had done for Aspenkit and Juniperkit, kits who were already growing up to be loyal and kind in the camp life. ”What are you doing with those bones?”, his eyes widened slightly at her question, nobody had ever bothered to ask the young warrior about his unusual habits. "Good morning Creampaw." he mewed his greeting with a respectful dip of his head, "My mentor Ebonyfur passed away six moons ago, he was incredibly kind cat, powerful, loyal, and respected every life that passed through the territory." Leopardheart sat down as he spoke, coiling his spotted tail around his paws. "He told me, 'We bury our warriors, but not those who give us life, I feel to bury them shows respect.' on my first hunting trip." he chuckled softly at the memory, "Odd thing to think, I know. But it stuck." He grinned at her hoping she would understand his reasoning behind his dumb habits.
Only after answering her question did the tom realize that Creampaw lacked her two usual shadows, she was alone in the camp clearing as he was moments ago. He glanced over to the quiet nursery with curiousity; they must be sleeping in this morning, something he thoroughly missed now that he was a warrior. Leopardheart could recall the days kept in the nursery to get a good nights sleep without wanting it, and now he would do anything for a days rest. "You're doing a great job raising both Juniperkit and Aspenkit, Creampaw." his voice was deep and calm, clearly complimenting the pale she-cat. "If one of the queens is watching over them, we could go for a quick hunt if you'd like? The fresh kill pile is small and it'll be good you for you get out of the camp for a few moments." he gestured to the camp entrance with his tail. He hoped she would join him, he planned to go hunting anyway but he could use the company and she could probably use a break from the camp. Spending almost everyday stuck in the small nursery in the quiet camp couldn't be having any positive affect on the apprentice.
He raised an eyebrow as he waited for her response, standing up his tail flicking back and forth at a slow pace, memories of the battle with Thunderclan gone now that he was distracted by the cream cat in front of him.
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Post by dylan on Dec 2, 2015 15:38:21 GMT -5
Creampaw - 381 WordsTags: Leopardheart [Kuwaki ]Notes: Yeah, didn't get out as much this time. apologies So Creampaw didn't abandon all of her previous ways, she still had the mouth full of questions to her. If she saw something different, her filter just lost it and she had to ask. Sometimes the questions were ones others were afraid to ask, but leave it to Creampaw, and her lack of filter. She just hoped the kits wouldn't inherit this, it got her in so much trouble even still. Lucky for her, this question wasn't nearly as...vulgar, as most of her questions are. This was a slight accomplishment. "Good morning, Leopardheart.I hope that wasn't rude of me to ask." Ahh, the filter finally kicked in and it was eating a little into her conscience.
She listened as he spoke of his mentor, and still the curious look on her face. His mentor sounded like an awesome cat. "I don't think I remember him." she mewed thinking back, then realizing six moons ago she was still in another clan's nursery. The clan with her mother...who was now. No, she couldn't go down that road. "He sounds like he was a wonderful mentor. I wish I could have met him. And I think it's great of you to honor him that way, to keep what he taught you alive. More cats should be like him." came her soft reply.
Creampaw watched the tom's gaze, and the curious looked turned into one of knowing when his glace went to the nursery. "Thank you, I don't hear that much, but it's nice to hear it. I feel like my sister would have been much better at this, I still make so many mistakes. She was a lot like your mentor." Embarrassment creeped across her face, she wasn't used to being complimented, only reprimanded. But the moment he mentioned getting out she thought about it, giving her own glance to the nursery. "They were up almost all night, and they will probably sleep half the day, and I do have a queen watching them..." she began, trailing off as she thought. "I would love to go, I feel awful staying in the nursery all day sometimes, and well you know me, I don't do well with sitting still." a bright smile stretched across her face and her tail twitched in anticipation.
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Post by Leopardheart on Dec 3, 2015 13:06:43 GMT -5
Leopardheart smiled as she responded, narrowing his eyes slightly when she brought up her sister. The tom knew very little about her, they had grown up completely separately. "He sounds like he was a wonderful mentor. I wish I could have met him. And I think it's great of you to honor him that way, to keep what he taught you alive. More cats should be like him.", his expression broke out into a grin at that, he had nothing but adoration for his mentor and wanted to be a skilled and loyal as he once was as a warrior. "Thank you, I don't hear that much, but it's nice to hear it. I feel like my sister would have been much better at this, I still make so many mistakes. She was a lot like your mentor." Leopardheart raised an eyebrow at that, his tail moving back and forth slowly behind him as he focused on what she said. To Leopardheart it seemed that she doubted her ability when compared to her own sister, Leopardheart shook his held with a smile. "I'm sure your sister would have been an excellent mother, but she wouldn't have cared for the kits any better than you. She'd be proud of you." He spoke with a gentle voice dipping his head respectfully as he spoke of Marigoldpaw, the now deceased sister of Creampaw. He knew little of her family having never asked her about them before, but it was common knowledge in the clan as to who Marigoldpaw was, most of the cats in the clan remember the day Juniperkit and Aspenkit join Windclan.
"I would love to go, I feel awful staying in the nursery all day sometimes, and well you know me, I don't do well with sitting still." The spotted warrior purred happily, and walked with a hop in his step toward the camp entrance. "We've never hunted together before." he mewed cheerfully as he pushed through the entrance glancing down to look at the cream she-cat with a happy expression on his face. "C'mon! You can show me how good your hunting skills are, I hope you're not rusty from being in the nursery all day." he purred with a teasing tone, flicking his tail lightly against her flank in a friendly gesture before he began walking at a steady pace toward the abandoned fox hole, it was a well known area used by the Windclan cats to catch some fast rabbits. It had been a few days since Leopardheart hunted, spending most of his time on patrols since the incident with Thunderclan the tom couldn't wait to feel the thrill he got every time he hunted. His tail flicked quickly before he looked at Creampaw with a grin, "We're moving a bit slow, it'll be night before we finally catch something." he purred before dashing toward the abandoned area, his jaw open slightly - scenting for any passing prey.
He stopped his ears perked to see if Creampaw had kept up, he loved a bit of competition and hoped she'd find it as fun as he did - but instead of the soft steps of the smaller cat he heard the gentle rustling from the wind shuffling the leafless plants of leafbare, the cold air drying the inside of his mouth and his nose cold and slightly damp. He turned his head quickly to the noise catching a glimpse of brown as the rabbit darted across the soft earth. Leopardheart briefly forgot he was waiting for Creampaw as he ran two long strides before pouncing, grasping the rabbit in his large paws, snapping it's neck quickly before sitting back with a purr as he admired his catch. "For leafbare, you're a plump one are you?" he mumbled nudging the rabbits wide side with a gentle paw with his claws sheathed. Part of him hoped that when the apprentice saw his catch that she would be proud of him for the plump meal he got for the clan in the middle of leafbare. He coiled his tail around his large paws and waited for a sign of Creampaw's presence.
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Post by dylan on Dec 4, 2015 12:26:46 GMT -5
Creampaw - 1012 WordsTags: Leopardheart [Kuwaki ]Notes: Muse apparently is quite high. Well at least the tom was friendly, then again most cats in the clan were. They had welcomed her far better than she had expected. Entering the clan at three moon, even then, she was expecting the looks and dirty comments. But very few had been received and she had made more friends and had more fun. It probably had been for the best that she had switched anyway. But Leopardheart's kind words made her just gawk at him. He was actually saying that she was on the same level with her sister? "No, you don't understand. Marigoldpaw was nothing like me. She actually thought about things before acting, she was kind to everyone and didn't say one mean word. I mean this is a cat who wouldn't even sneak out of camp, even when we were kits. Oh how I tried!" Creampaw chuckled as she remembered trying her absolute best to get her sister to follow her on her games. Which is why most of the time she was a step ahead of Aspenkit. "I think that she's still watching over me and part of her connected with me somehow and that's why I'm not quite as...well I'm not like I was. I know that sounds silly, but I know there is no way I could have done this on my own. Even with her help it's still hard."
The cream furred she-cat blinked for a moment as she tried to recall a moment when they had gone hunting and she came up blank also. "I guess we haven't. I don't even think we've trained together." she blinked, trying to remember if she had trained with him and his apprentice and once again, another blank. Maybe that meant today was meant to be. It seemed almost too perfect of a coinsidence. The kits asleep, no one else for him to patrol with. But Creampaw didn't want to dwell on it too long, besides thinking was not really her strong point. And the way he was walking, she couldn't help but giggle slightly. He was actually quite humerous. Who knew that warriors could be so amusing. Now this is what she wanted to be like as a warrior. Obviously not a tom, no, but maybe the she-cat equivalent, just not quite as large either. She couldn't help but wonder why he was so happy, surely she wasn't that exciting was she? Maybe it was just because she was so awesome. That had to be it.
Creampaw gave him a mock gasp, trying not to laugh as she spoke. "Me, rusty? Wrangling two kits all day is pretty much the same as trying to catch a mouse. I wouldn't quite say rabbit, I doubt either one of them are quite that large yet." And to her, it pretty much was. With Aspenkit, taking one glance away from the kit was pretty much a negative. She was half expecting to see the kit trailing behind her now. Speaking of, she glanced back just to make sure. Whew! Still asleep. "And I get to practice the techniques with them also. The older kits want to learn, and it's kinda fun showing them." it was fun, she had to admit it. The look on some of the faces of the older kits was all it took for Creampaw to give in and give a quick hunting lesson...or well what she could remember. And when his tail touched her flank, she was half tempted to bite it. But that would be a little much.
Recognizing where he was leading she grinned. This was her favorite area to hunt, the taste of rabbit already in her mouth. And not only that, these rabbits were quite quick. It really tested her skills the last time she was here, then again that was just after the kits had arrived and she herself had just been made an apprentice. She nodded in agreement. Yes, they were moving a bit slow and if a rabbit were to pop out, it would surely be laughing at them now. But before she could get a word in, the tom was dashing off. Well....looks like the hunting began now.
Her paws bounced in anticipation as she picked up her own pace to run after him. But before she caught up to him, the scent of a rabbit nearby invaded her senses. She could catch up to the tom later, right now she had a very important mission that involved that particular rabbit. With a sly grin, she listened carefully, picking up her pace to race after the creature. It took a bit longer than she would have liked to pounce and grab it, digging her teeth deep before feeling it become lifeless. Maybe she was a bit rusty. Good news, she wasn't tired or worn out yet. That had to mean something. The rabbit wasn't anything special, but it would be a nice meal for an elder or two. It was then she remembered she had a companion hunting and she grabbed it quickly, wanting to show Leopardheart. She finally caught his scent and saw that he had managed to catch a rabbit aswell. His even looked plump and wonderful to eat. Dropping her own rabbit she watched as he began to talk to the rabbit and that had done it for her, and she fell over laughing. "I've heard of playing with your food, but talking to it? If that thing decides to talk back I am definitely high tailing it out of here." she chortled. "But wow, that this is huge! How did you manage to catch something like that, especially in leafbare?” Creampaw was half tempted to put her measly catch of prey behind her so he couldn’t see it. Her eyes seemed to be transfixed on his rabbit. ”If you caught it, and talk to it, surely you have a name for it, right? If not we can always ask my sister. She seems to name everything.” she laughed at the thought. No telling what the kit would come up with.
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Post by Leopardheart on Dec 4, 2015 13:31:59 GMT -5
Leopardhearts ears perked as he turned to look at Creampaw who was now behind him, "I've heard of playing with your food, but talking to it? If that thing decides to talk back I am definitely high tailing it out of here.". Her laugh was like music to his ears as his neutral expression broke out into a wide grin, standing up he walked cheerily over to her looking at her with wide amber eyes. "I got bored! You ditched me, and I had nobody to talk to." he mewed dramatically walking around her with dramatic expressions marring his face and his movements over exaggerated, "Here I was, little old me, lost in the abandoned land. The only companionship I found was in that rabbit!" he lost his composure as he finished his little scene, laughing lightly at the stupidity of his story before padded softly toward the deceased rabbit. "But wow, that this is huge! How did you manage to catch something like that, especially in leafbare?”, not facing her as she complimented his catch, he felt a flutter in his stomach at her words. He wasn't sure why her words affected him - but he turned with a soft smile and dipped his head gratefully. "I guess it was just luck!" he purred.
”If you caught it, and talk to it, surely you have a name for it, right? If not we can always ask my sister. She seems to name everything.” The spotted warrior grasped the limp body between large, white fangs before walking toward her and placing it on the ground. He looked thoughtfully at the dead body, "How about Hops?" he grinned up at her, his tail tip twitching happily. "Get it? Because rabbits hop!" he purred, giving a small jump of his own as he spoke the word 'hop'. He glanced at her own prey with his usual bright expression, "I see you ditched me for a rabbit of your own!" he mewed as he sat down in front of her, drawing his tail around his paws neatly. "It doesn't look like you got too rusty after all, even with two energetic kits." he gestured the rabbit with a dip of his head before hopping to his paws with a purr. "Well, two rabbits won't fill the bellies of the warriors." Leopardheart dug a small hole, nudging his rabbit into it and then pushing the earth back on top of it. Glancing up at Creampaw with a gentle smile. "Meet you back here?" he purred, and without waiting for her reply he pounced into the bushes.
Once he was far enough away he stopped in his tracks looking down. He hadn't enjoyed a hunt with another cat like this in moons, and yet here he was, as cheerful as he was around his mentor and family. Creampaw was an attractive young she-cat, he couldn't deny that for sure, and having spent very little time with her, he was surprised to feel himself falling for the apprentice. The spotted warrior frown slightly at the thought, he had always wanted a mate and a family, sure, but he never expected to be interested in that kind of thing for another few moons yet. Though Creampaw had kits he already adored completely, the young Aspenkit had him wrapped around her tail with her deviousness that continued to amuse him on a daily basis, while Juniperkits quiet shy poilite personality truly warmed his heart. His tail twitched nervously before he dropped his maw - scenting the air for rabbit, turning his head he caught sight of a spotted rabbit and he forgot all thoughts of Creampaw and his feelings. He crouched with his chest close against the ground before springing forward, his legs moving at incredible speeds though his paws made little noise as he caught the rabbit within moments, snapping it's neck in a swift bite before it could even attempt to squeal out in horror. He sat back, the first thought that came to his mind was that he should head back to where he told Creampaw they would meet when they made a catch. So Leopardheart grasped the rabbit - thinner and more typical of a leaf bare rabbit that his first catch and made a light run back to the small clearing they had stood in.
The young warrior felt excited, excited to see her again and hear her wit even though they had spoke only moments ago. Leopardheart believed he was odd, he never knew cats to fall for each other so quickly, and he frowned. Maybe he was just happy to make a friend, after all he was an extroverted tom who enjoyed making others smile and spending time with other cats no matter who they were - though right now, he had little interest to talk to Lionclaw, Spottedpaw , Hiddenleaf and Emberstrike from that ruthless Thunderclan patrol, though those thoughts would blow away over time. He dug a hole beside his last catch and placed the rabbit carefully into it's earth coffin before hiding it with a light covering of earth. Part of him wanted to fall head over heals for a she-cat, but another part of him wanted to stick to his duties and live his life alone a little bit longer, plus he didn't even know if she liked him as a friend. He sat down and pulled his tail around him as though it were protecting him from rejection; he knew he couldn't let fear stop him from pursuing the she-cat but even Leopardheart himself was still unsure if that was what rang true with his emotions. Letting out a soft sigh he mumbled, "It'd be nice if you lot sent me a sign to tell me what this means." his voice was quiet so only he could hear, and his head was angled to the sky as though he were speaking to Starclan as he waited for the kind she-cat to return with what ever prey she caught.
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Post by dylan on Dec 6, 2015 21:57:06 GMT -5
Creampaw - 1621 WordsTags: Leopardheart [Kuwaki ]Notes: How about a pouncing Creampaw for a sign? She loved having other cats happy while around her. It was better than them being angry and Creampaw lashing out at them. But for some reason, just a grin from this tom was making her insides feel all squishy. Now it wasn't like the squishy feeling of being full of food and sick to your stomach squishy. It was more like a good kind of squishy, the kind that wasn't a bad type of uncomfortable, but just uncomfortable enough to be comfortable. What did this mean and why was it happening to her? She didn't eat anything bad, that she remembered. And the last time she felt like this is the first time one of the kits had called her mama. But why have this feeling with Leopardheart, she wasn't related to him, much less wanted to be his mother. Her brain was confused.
The grin was returned on her own face, and the she-cat didn't even know she had been grinning herself. "I left you? No, you were the one who got so eager to catch something I was left behind in the dust.Poor little Creampaw out in the forest all by herself, the big strong warrior she was traveling with left her to go be tomlike. OOh. This would be a good story to tell the kits." her eyes sparkled with mischief and teasing as she tried to compose herself.
She pawed at him, and found herself playing along with the silly antics. "Alright drama queen. Next time at least make your prey a little more lively, give it a few leaves to go around it and some branches or something. That way you won’t be ‘lonely with just a rabbit’ and the rabbit will have food. Make up a whole story....like the rabbit and the....ooh the rabbit and the leopard! And you didn't even give the poor rabbit time to talk back. You were taking up all of its talking time. Poor thing, it had something to say too."
With another glance to the rabbit, she wished she could have been as lucky as that. "No, that wasn't just luck, that was skill. To take down one like that took a bunch of effort, or even just to spot one. And look at you being all humble. I would be boasting like crazy if I had caught it." Oh, that was a pure fact. If in fact Creampaw had caught one of that size, she would have for sure been going nuts and probably scaring away the rest of the prey in the forest. Not only that, there would have probably been a gloating session to whoever else was around her and a happy dance of some sort. The entire clan would have heard about it in less than a minute, knowing Creampaw. ”Ooh. Please let me be the one to tell everyone of this. I want to see the smug look on a couple of cats faces when I say that I was on the patrol that caught this, and I promise I can make up a great story as to how you caught it.” Even if she hadn’t caught it, being on the same patrol, in Creampaw’s mind, was at least somewhat of a part in it.
When the rabbit was placed closer to herself she blinked at it. Finally able to get a closer look, she realized what a great catch it truly was. This tom was quite talented, and her eyes showed her feelings of this...surprise, excitement, and something else. But then, his suggestion of a name snapped her out of any thoughts. Hops? That was perfect! She nodded enthusiastically. "That is perfect! All I could think of was Mr. Floppy Ears...Hops is so much better." she mewled. Was there anything he wasn't good at? And Creampaw couldn't help but laugh at his explanation. It made the most sense, she had to agree with that. And then it was cute that he hopped just like a rabbit. That was when she lost it and found herself on the ground, laughter taking control of her body. "You....look...just...like...a....rabbit!" she managed to gasp in between fits of laughter.
Creampaw stared at him and huffed. "For the last time, I didn't leave you. You left me. So I had to go find my own friend to talk to. Mine just had some issues and we had an argument, that's why it looks so lifeless. Poor Fluffy. He wasn't fluffy after I got done with him." When he spoke of her not being rusty, she gave her fur a quick lick. "I told you that I wasn't rusty and I can hunt just fine. Besides, that rabbit was about as fast as Aspenkit when my back is turned." she laughed.
He was right about one thing. Two rabbits would not suffice for the clan. The one he had caught would be plenty for the elders, and the one she had caught might work for a queen or two, thankfully there weren't many queens at the moment. They would need much more for the warriors and apprentices. With a sigh she nodded, knowing if they split up they would have a better chance at hunting more prey. "Hopefully between the two of us we can get enough for at least half the clan." It was a nice thought, at least. She watched as he buried his rabbit, and began doing the same. Before she could reply, she watched him rush off. Maybe he could get something more.
Taking off in another direction, the she-cat began to look around. Maybe this area would be good for something other than rabbits. Despite rabbits being notorious for this particular area, it wasn't uncommon to find others. If she were going to keep introducing fresh-kill to her kits, maybe a mouse would be a good starting point. Rabbits would probably scare the two kits right off, one mouse could easily feed both kits. So mouse hunting it would be. The kits were constantly on her mind, although somehow Leopardheart and the charming smile of his was warming its way into her mind. Surely she didn't like the tom as more than a friend? No, wasn't she too young for that? Then again, plenty of she-cats her age had crushes, and it wasn't completely unheard of to have a mate. But her having feelings like this....was something she didn't expect. With two kits already, Creampaw had pretty much put the thought of toms and mates in the back of her mind. How could a tom come into her life for this brief amount of time and already occupy her mind space? Was she really ready to have a mate? Well...she already had kits, and she was never good with doing things in the right order. But she would definitely have to think of the kits. For all she knew all of this was in her head. Surely a tom like Leopardheart wouldn't want her. She had too much to bring with her, including a set of two little furballs. Her daughter had already been asking who their father was. That conversation was still easily avoided, as she could distract the kit with something random. But how long could she delay the conversation?
Focus…she needed to focus. Stop thinking of toms and kits, and focus on the task at paw. She needed to catch a mouse or something. She couldn’t go back to their meeting place empty pawed. No, that would be embarrassing. She would catch something no matter what and no matter how long it took. Keeping her pawsteps light, she scented the air once again, her eyes and senses open for mouse. It took quite a bit longer than she would have liked to spot something, but rustling leaves caught her eye. Leaves didn’t just rustle on the ground for no reason. It seemed as if she had found the cause. With a grin, the she-cat dropped into a hunting crouch, specific for catching mice. Creeping closer, she saw a tail and the grin widened. But wait. It was two tails. Even better! Knowing that if she got any closer it would send a signal to the mice, she took a deep breath and began. This is what she is best at. Beside her speed, hunting mice was her favorite. With a swoop and a slash of a paw, one mouse down, the other was trying to get away. But not on Creampaw’s time. One of these was for her babies. The other was for the other kits. With eyes locked on the prize, she took a leap, taking a tumble with the mouse in her mouth. Well…this could have been awkward if someone was watching. At least it got the job done. These mice were the normal leafbare size, but it was something. Placing the mouse next to the other, after regaining her footing, she tried to straighten out her fur by shaking off the dirt. What she didn’t realize is her fur had bits of leaves, especially on her head. Grabbing the two mice by the tails, she began the trek back to the meeting spot.
When she became closer to the location, she dropped the two mice in a small hole and an idea struck her. A sly grin formed on her face as she saw the tom seemed to be deep in thought. Wiggling her rump she dashed and pounced on the tom. ”I caught a leopard! I’m the best hunter in the whole clan!” she squealed in laughter. Creampaw didn’t like the tom looking that serious, it was slightly depressing. So the first thing that came to mind, she did. There went the impulsive nature she was known for.
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Post by Leopardheart on Dec 12, 2015 11:24:03 GMT -5
The tom sat with his gaze now placed on the soft earth, the breeze blew against him and made his fur fluff out. Leafbare had come, and it had certainly brought the cold with it, his tail was drawn tightly around his legs his eyes half closed in muted sadness. The large warrior had his ears perked when he heard the gentle rustling behind him, his eyes opening widely and he twisted his head with his maw open hoping to sent whoever it was whilst silently praying to Starclan that it was Creampaw, but surely she wouldn't hide from him. Leopardheart tensed, his muscles contracting and his body stiffened with his jaw held open trying to scent the unknown creature behind him. The tom silently cursed the winds direction, he couldn't scent a single thing.
Then a weight crashed into him, his claw instinctively released themselves from his large paws as he turned so he was on his back with his hind legs raised to push off the cat tackling him. He raised a large paw, about to strike when his amber eyes widened to see Creampaw standing over him with a triumphant grin. Leopardheart dropped his paw with a sigh of relief and a soft smile made it's way onto his previously serious expression. ”I caught a leopard! I’m the best hunter in the whole clan!” she laughed, and he had to suppress a purr appreciating her cheerful expression that made him mirror her with a laugh of his own, breaking out into a wide grin. He raised his back legs gently and pushed her off of him gently - twisting his body and pulling himself from beneath her grip. "Maybe not the best hunter." he grinned mischievously, pulling dirt off of his back with his mouth. "I heard you back there!" he tapped her playfully with his paw. "You're lucky the wind was in your favour, Ms Creampaw." he pounced at her with soft paws and a wide grin on his paw, pushing her smaller body playfully to the ground before rolling off her, now laying on his side. He lifted his head with a kind expression, "Though I hate to admit it," he mewed dramatically rolling onto his back with a fore leg stretched into the air, "You got the jump on this poor Leopard!" he groaned rolling onto his side as though he were injured.
Leopardheart sat up with his tail twitching behind him, "Y'know, Hops would never have betrayed me and pounced on me like prey." he pouted. "Maybe because he was my prey, but that's against my point." he muttered looking down at his paws briefly before pouncing to his paws. He walked over to her, crouching slightly so his eyes were equal to hers his nose almost touching hers. "I'm gonna catch some more prey!" he grinned and dashed away from her, hopping into the bush in a similar manner as to how he imitated the rabbit early. He ran far away, his breathing heavy. He was used to playing games and teasing his clan mates, but being close to Creampaw made his heart race. "Thanks for the sign, Starclan." he mewed softly before a small thrust land on a tree's dark brown branch. Leopardheart grinned, he hadn't caught a bird in moons. The large tom tensed his hind legs before pouncing up his claws digging into the soft wood, the strength from his pounce pushing him upward before he pounced onto a branch grabbing the bird with a single large paw, trapping it on the branch before pushing his white fangs into the soft creature, it's hollow bones breaking beneath the strength of his bite. Gripping the small thrush in his jaws he jumped down from the tree, landing silently on the ground.
Sighing, the tom ran back to the area with disturbed earth of buried prey. Dropping his thrush, Leopardheart digged up his previous pieces of prey. "We've probably done enough hunting to feed the elders den." he mewed with a happy expression. It was rare to catch good amounts of prey during the cold moons.
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Post by dylan on Jan 7, 2016 16:06:35 GMT -5
Creampaw - 700 WordsTags: Leopardheart [Kuwaki ]Notes: Yeah...sorry for the late post. And the weird colors. It was perfect, he couldn't sense her. Thank you wind for being so kind. So her sneak attack had been even more effective. This had almost caused her to falter and stop the game the two seemed to be playing, but she didn't. She was actually quite proud of herself. Her accomplishment was quite outstanding in her opinion.
She was thankful that despite his large size, he was so gentle. This was probably what she liked most about the tom. No..did she say like? She must be loosing it. She couldn't like toms right now, she had so much on her mind and going on in her life. She couldn't, no wouldn't drag anyone else in. Too many lives were at stake and too many others could get hurt. But she couldn't stop herself from thinking the 'what ifs' of the situation. Creampaw shook her head, no she was just simply having fun and enjoying taking a break, that was all. But what was this funny feeling she kept encountering? It was quite annoying. She had wanted to cling onto him for a long time, so she was partially glad that the tom had shaken her off. Too many confused feelings were in her body right now.
Creampaw was grinning from ear to ear at this playfulness. When had she started acting like a kit again? She even didn't mind that she had fallen to the ground, or that dirt was probably all in her fur. No, this was nice. It was exactly what she needed. Missing the dramatics part of his statement she felt her eyes widened as she looked at him. She didn't hurt him for real did she? "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you! Please tell me it's not too bad. Do I need to go back and get some help?" Without even thinking, the mothering instincts that she still didn't believe existed began to surface again. Had she hurt his paw? Edging to him, fear laced in her eyes, she began to softly lick the forepaw he had in the air. Maybe if she could at least clean it, it wouldn't be infected.
When he rose back to his paws the cream colored apprentice sighed in relief. Well maybe her licks were magic-like. Either that or he was putting on a brave face for her, she would choose the first option though. She really hoped it was the first one. But then he had gotten so close to her that she couldn't help but gasp and stare in shock. She was in a trace. The tom had her in some sort of trance she couldn't break out of. When he dashed off to get more prey, she found that her paws would not allow her to move. They seemed to be stuck and no matter how hard she tried to move her paws, they did not seem to budge. All she could do was stare after him.
Creampaw had felt bad that she didn't go back out and catch more prey, but her mind was whirling with thoughts. It wouldn't be fair to the prey to be so distracted. The she-cat finally snapped out of her trance when Leopardheart returned. And he had more prey in his mouth. It looked as if the clan would have their fill, and he was right. The elders would be well fed, and probably the queens also. "I bet there will be plenty for the elders and queens. I bet even my two little ones will have a mouse to share!" the expression of happiness was on her face as she thought of the kits. Yes, they would not be going hungry today, that was a good thing. "And just think. The two of us hunting together caught a lot. Maybe we should do this more often!" the words were out of her mouth before the filter cut in.
"I really had fun, thanks for letting me go with you. You are probably the most fun warrior and I can't wait to share a den with you!" Once again, Creampaw's filter had seemed to shut down, and she hadn't even realized what had come out of her mouth.
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