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Post by Fawn on Nov 21, 2012 23:54:31 GMT -5
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"Warriors must be efficient hunters! Powerful tacticians, but most of all, loyal Clan mates! They must be fearless yet not merciless, kind but not soft. Determined but not rock-headed. Warriors of StoneClan are the greatest warriors in the forest! Don't anyone tell you otherwise, we have the blood of mountain lions in our veins. Tell me warrior, do you have the blood of a mountain lion?"
"Er, my Dad's name is Pantherfur?"
"C-Can we go play now?"
The passion in Eagletalon's eyes died away into a slight frown of frustration, before he sighed and gave a flick of his tail. "Sure go play - but remember! Fearless not merciless! Determined but not-- oh never mind." Like counting sheep, Eagletalon had, in a fit of sheer boredom and uselessness, lined up a small litter of kittens as though he were a drill sergeant, and set about hammering into their heads everything that made StoneClan the best Clan in the forest. It was all a bit too much for them to possibly understand, yet alone remember, but he mentally awarded himself points for trying.
With the kits playing happily in the snow drifts, the sandy battle-scarred tom was left feeling well, cranky. He was so horrifically bored! It was as if all the prey in StoneClan had gone on vacation when he wasn't looking, and if things didn't start looking up, they were going to have to add 'rocks and moss' to the menu, which Eagletalon could tell with one look wasn't going to agree with his digestive system.
Though it was dangerous, Eagletalon was highly considering venturing off into the mountains - come hell or high water, or in this case rock-slides and Demon cats - in search of whatever hadn't hunkered down for the winter. It was risky and a difficult environment to navigate through, but Eagletalon was nothing if not ridiculously determined and equally as reckless.
Though he didn't exactly need a partner in crime, it would be nice to have someone with him - y'know, should he perish on his noble quest, he wanted someone to bring his body back or at least sing his praises to Fallingstar later.
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Post by Insidious on Nov 22, 2012 0:15:11 GMT -5
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[style=float: left; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/jqjdld.jpg); height: 300px; width: 320px; overflow: auto; font: 10px Georgia; color: #1c191a; text-align: justify; padding: 10px;]The pretty tabby she-cat, Frozenrain, had been admiring the scenery of her Stoneclan camp from the seclusion of the warriors den. Baby blue irises amongst the center of her facial features were grasping upon pleasant emotions, mirroring a she-cat that definitely appeared all the most approachable to one that desired conversation. Unprepared to detect the loud, confident vocals of Eagletalon piercing the air, Frozenrain's light gray ears shot up at cheetah speed to more clearly define his words. A rant of some sort? She sighed softly, a purr of amusement departing from her small jaws as she rose upon all fours' to investigate and fulfill the curious light dancing in her stomach.
Elegant footfalls advanced across the Stoneclan terrain effortlessly, her thin, yet shaggy furred tail swishing gently behind her lean figure as she promptly swiveled a corner to reveal Eagletalon instructing a herd of young kits. For a moment, she simply stayed put and observed carefully. It was only when the kits responded to Eagletalon with desires of playing that a soft laugh departed from her throat. Eagletalon hadn't seem to pay much mind to the clear give away of her lurking presence, this being a bonus for the tabby furred feline.
Eagletalon pivoted on his heels and departed from the kit's presence after granting their wishes for playtime. His expression indicated utmost boredom, but it was hard to tell from the distance Frozenrain still remained. The she-cat, uncovering the nonsense she had desired to investigate, nearly mimicked the pivoting action to return to her earlier chamber in which she was comfortably seated. However, her mind quickly performed a 360 change toward following Eagletalon, which, she followed through upon without another thought implied.
Briskly, her limbs glided in the direction Eagletalon had traveled moments earlier, coming to an abrupt halt upon finding herself a tail-length behind where the tom now stood. Frozenrain tilted her head questioningly, maneuvering a few steps closer with quiet, airy steps. “And what is it that has the great Eagletalon so down?” She purred, a charming grin dancing across her cloud white mouth as she rapidly padded passed the tom, elegantly twisting her frame backward to be facing the fellow warrior. Her baby blue eyes were wide and inviting, the spitting image of 'easy company' radiating from the she-cat. The way the word 'great' had slipped off her light pink tongue could have appeared somewhat sarcastic, and if it had to the golden furred tom, she hadn't intentionally meant to be offensive. But as of the moment, that thought was barely upon her mind. She'd address the topic if it were to arise.
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Post by Fawn on Nov 22, 2012 2:21:07 GMT -5
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"Lots of things," replied the battle-scarred soldier of StoneClan, his amber eyes filled with exhuberence and that usual reckless nerve that should've killed him a long time ago, but Lady Luck was kind of sweet on him. Golden orbs flicked upwards to meet the crystal clear baby blues of Frozenrain, her countenance smoothing by sheer force of her presence alone. He wouldn't admit it to anyone but his closest friends, but he'd always been rather taken with the pretty she-cat. She was a couple moons younger than him, but that was hardly anything to fuss over. Despite his feelings, Eagletalon wasn't planning on showing off or acting out of character for the sake of impressing her, he was surprisingly too mature for such antics - not to mention that kind of nonsense wouldn't work on a she-cat like her.
She was just as powerfully work-oriented as her, and if he wanted to give her some food for thought, he could out hunt and out fight her. BUT, that was not his purpose here; his purpose was to feed his Clan. "Prey shortages. Adderpaw's twisted paw. The other Clans. But at least we have a Medicine Cat again." That was truly something to rejoice over, and it was now one less thing that kept him up at night. Casting these sullen musings aside, Eagletalon stood up, his tail lashing, his claws flexing, his eyes full of that almost devilish gleam of mischief-making, Eagletalon truly intending to do something about these things rather than just complain. "I'm going hunting in the mountains - you can come if you want, if you don't I understand." He mewed boldly. "But the Clan has to be fed, and I will not sit by to watch everyone starve."
Flashing back to the sight of his sister, a flicker of grimness passed through Eagletalon's eyes like Hailey's comet. Fallingstar had always been thin, but now she looked almost skeletal with most of the prey going to everyone but her. He hated seeing her practically starve herself for her Clan, but he could not convince her otherwise. If he could find more food then that would mean Fallingstar would be less likely to lose a life due to starvation.
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Post by Insidious on Nov 22, 2012 5:33:25 GMT -5
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[style=float: left; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/jqjdld.jpg); height: 300px; width: 320px; overflow: auto; font: 10px Georgia; color: #1c191a; text-align: justify; padding: 10px;]Momentarily, Frozenrain's mind reeled with the vast possibilities masked behind Eagletalon's simple “Lots of things,”. But before she could even bother to request specifications, the golden warrior listed off a few of the problems Stoneclan recently had been encountering. She nodded along with each separate situation Eagletalon spoke of, as if keeping tally in her own mind. But, his last few words spoken about at least now having a Medicine Cat encouraged Frozenrain to believe he hadn't lost all faith in the fact Stoneclan could survive its tragedies. “Having a Medicine Cat is surely the first of many superb situations to come in Stoneclan's future,” Maybe, Frozenrain was blinded by her loyalties to Stoneclan, enough so she couldn't manage to picture her clan diminishing under the weight of difficult times. Nevertheless, she'd be the last to sit back and allow it to simplistically encounter its fall.
It seemed Eagletalon shared that exact thought. Hunting in the mountains? It could be dangerous. Frozenrain found the thin hairs upon the back of her neck pricking nervously, a brief glaze of worry shadowing her ghostly pale eyes toward Eagletalon venturing on such a hunting party alone. But, all nerves were thankfully soothed as he offered for Frozenrain to accompany him upon this journey into the mountains. At first, she found herself on the verge of denying Eagletalon's offer. Putting her life in harm's clear path wasn't at the top of Frozenrain's priorities. However, the powerful desire to be not simply a warrior, but an outstanding warrior with utmost capabilities to offer Stoneclan was driven enough to overrule any thoughts of discouragement highlighting the depths of Frozenrain's intellect.
Her tail signaled with a satisfied flick, “Of course I'm coming,” Frozenrain mewed, pale blue eyes fixating upon Eagletalon's own eyes. She took a gracious step closer to the golden tom, paused, then repeated the action until she found herself at the warrior's side. “If you thought I'd let you venture into the mountains alone,” she implied serious emphasis upon 'alone', tilting her chin upward to spare a glance into his bright, amber eyes. “Your thought was incredibly false.” A purr of amusement formed in the she-cat's throat, a light smirk dancing across her expression teasingly.
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Post by Fawn on Nov 22, 2012 5:50:24 GMT -5
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“If you thought I'd let you venture into the mountains alone,"[...]"Your thought was incredibly false.”
It took a lot of effort to keep the ticked warrior from laughing at the pretty she-cat in front of him. It wasn't out of mockery of the way she spoke - he just found it...charming, the way she arranged her words and the vocabulary she used. It kind of made him seem like a barbarian, with his average vocabulary (maybe a little smaller than average), but what he lacked in a broad spectrum of words to use, he made up for in how passionately and honestly he used the few he had. Encouraged to have her along, Eagletalon gave a nod of approval. "Great. Then let's get out of here before anyone stops us or calls us off for a patrol." Briefly reminded of him sneaking over to StarClan's Claws with Hailstrike, the tom couldn't help but feel his heart start to beat harder at this new escapade of his. This one was filled with ten times the risk a simple trip to the gathering place had held, but Eagletalon planned to relish every moment of it.
What WAS scratching at the back of his mind like a dog at the back door, was the idea that Frozenrain might get hurt, or worse, killed while they were off hunting. There was the sensible warrior part of him that could chalk it up to an occupational hazzard, but the part of him that was very concerned for his Clanmates and for her in particualr felt as though this might be a bad idea. It wasn't very smart of him to put her in harm's way like that, and if anything happened to the tabby she-cat, he probably wouldn't forgive himself.
Unfortunately, Eagletalon had never been the sharpest tool in the shed, but he was the most passionate and protective of them, like a broad-sword. He was quite a few years outdated in his methods and concept of heroisim and chivalry, but a sword was still a sword, a lady was still a lady, and he would take it upon himself that they both walked away from this experience in the same condition as when they'd left.
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