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Post by Seedpaw on Apr 6, 2012 16:58:32 GMT -5
I heed the Higher voices To Mow down the Men who Refuse to RepentI go where I'm sent[/font] [/color][/b] [/center] I am who I am. If my life were not this way, I would not be the kind of cat I am.
I tell myself that. All the time. Just to think that my situation is better. But my situation is sad. I worry that the memories of my
parents are fading. In some ways, it's a good thing. In others, not so
much. I have accepted the fact that they aredead and I am not a
loner anymore. I should thank DuskClan for saving me. But I cannot. I wanted them to let me die with my parents. The promise I made to
my mother seems so far away. I want to avenge her and my father's
deaths. But I want to be with them at the same time. To hear them,
scent them. I know that I take after my father, tall with brown tabby
fur, but I also have my mother's mottled markings and her deep
yellow eyes. They are inside of me.
My tail flicked boredly. The days in the nursery were always this way. It was New-leaf, a time for new beginnings. And new kits. Maybe
company for me. But unlikly. I was no the 'sociable' type. I thought
about things, many things, letting my mind drift randomly. I gazed out of the thick branches of the den, thinking again.
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Post by Silverstar on Apr 6, 2012 21:37:12 GMT -5
"Hello Seedkit. What are you up to?" Silverstar asked. Her voice calm and soothing. She then walked towards the kit, she knew about the tragasty and didn't want to bring it up. She was still young and Silverstar even remembered her Mother's death. Her father survived, but got seperated so she came to Duskclan. Now she was a leader who understood a lot of stuff.
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Post by Seedpaw on Apr 6, 2012 23:41:51 GMT -5
I heed the Higher voices To Mow down the Men who Refuse to RepentI go where I'm sent[/font] [/color][/b][/center] I jumped a little at my leader's voice. I knew she had been in almost the same situation as me, yet she still showed me pity, like
all of the other cats in DuskClan. I hated pity, as it made me feel weak. I replied to her in a stong voice,
"Greetings, Silverstar. I am not really up to anything." I bit back what I really wanted to say. That she should take
me outside camp so I could actually do something. But, like all kits, I was aware of the law. I had to be six moons old.
I was still at a mere 2 moons. And yet, I felt I knew so much. |
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Post by Silverstar on Apr 7, 2012 15:18:22 GMT -5
"Do you want to help me carry moss? It is not far just out side of camp so I will allow you to come along." Silverstar meowed. She didn't mind taking kits out to fetch moss by the close by tree. There was a lot there and it grew constantly.
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Post by Spottednose on Apr 7, 2012 15:27:08 GMT -5
Spottednose stepped in to meet the new kit. he had heard about her and wanted to meet her"hello,what is your name?" he asked looking at the kit.
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Post by Seedpaw on Apr 7, 2012 16:32:35 GMT -5
I heed the Higher voices To Mow down the Men who Refuse to RepentI go where I'm sent[/font] [/color][/b][/center] My heart rose at Siverstar's words. Finally a trip out of camp, even if we weren't going far. I wanted to hiss at Spottednose,
I hated cats who interrupted conversation. "My name is Seedkit." I said in the nicest voice I could manage.
I was easily annoyed and this cat was pushing me, "Can we go now, Silverstar?" I asked, eager to see outside the camp. |
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Post by Silverstar on Apr 7, 2012 19:16:47 GMT -5
"Yes, lets go. Stay close Seedkit." Silverstar meowed. She started to lead the way out of the camp to the tree. She walked somewhat slow so Seedkit could keep up. She then saw the tree where they could gather moss.
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Post by Seedpaw on Apr 7, 2012 21:11:31 GMT -5
I heed the Higher voices To Mow down the Men who Refuse to RepentI go where I'm sent[/font] [/color][/b][/center] I padded quickly after Silverstar, trying my best to keep up. My legs were long for a kit, but still short compared to a grown
cat's. My pelt was quivering the whole time at the excitment of being outside of camp since I came to live in
DuskClan. The fresh air hit my mottled tabby pelt, a refreshing scent bathing my bright pink nose. So quiet.
And still, there was even more territory for me to discover. "Is this where you collect the moss?" I asked, seeing that a mossy
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Post by Mapleheart on Apr 8, 2012 9:47:39 GMT -5
Silverstar~
"Yes, this is it. Now try to carry as much as you can." Silverstar meowed. She started to make bundels to carry back to camp. Silverstar kept her ear pricked to make sure there was no enimies.
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Post by Spottednose on Apr 8, 2012 12:46:50 GMT -5
Spottednose looked at the kit, i guess he was stuck up and a horrible warrior, no wonder silverstar did not want him to do things.
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Post by Silverstar on Apr 8, 2012 13:11:50 GMT -5
Silverstar watched the kit. She decded this so the Seedkit would have something to do. There were no other kits so Seedkit was probly bord most of the time.
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Post by Spottednose on Apr 8, 2012 13:28:54 GMT -5
When they came back spotted nose asked"do you think forest hawk should have her, she do not seem to like me."
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Post by Silverstar on Apr 8, 2012 15:28:01 GMT -5
"She was abandoned, we found her in the territory." Silverstar whispered. It was just quiet enough that it would be hard for Seedkit to hear. Silverstar felt as if Seedkit was like her younger sister. They almost suffered in the same way. When they were kits there parents had died, but Silverstar's father had survived, but they were seperated.
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Post by Seedpaw on Apr 8, 2012 19:40:29 GMT -5
I heed the Higher voices To Mow down the Men who Refuse to RepentI go where I'm sent[/font] [/color][/b][/center] [ My ear flicked as the two of them whispered. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but there was pity in their voices.
I dropped the ball of moss I was holding onto the soft grass. I turned to face them, my yellow eyes intent.
"I ask you not to feel sorry for me. I know that you do. Many cats do when they hear my story. But, I want to be
treated as if I am a clan-born kit." My voice quavered a bit. But I wanted my message out clear |
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Post by Silverstar on Apr 9, 2012 17:07:53 GMT -5
"I am sorry Seedkit. I was not trying to sound pitiful. I know you don't need any pity, you are a young and stroung kit." Silverstar meowed. She made her meow not filled with pity.
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Post by Spottednose on Apr 9, 2012 19:15:38 GMT -5
"you deserve the best, no one else shall know she is not, we will say little leaf is her mother."
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Post by Silverstar on Apr 9, 2012 21:46:51 GMT -5
"Well I am almost the same. I wasn't clan born, my mother died and I was seperated from my father. I stayed here, but I proved I don't need mercy nor pity." Silverstar meowed. She licked her paws and started to groom her pelt.
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Post by Spottednose on Apr 10, 2012 17:48:30 GMT -5
"yes, but no one really knows."he said happily.
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Post by Silverstar on Apr 12, 2012 16:35:43 GMT -5
"Most do know I wasn't clan born. You will do great as an apprentice Seedkit." Silverstar meowed. Her voice happy again.
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Post by Spottednose on Apr 12, 2012 18:26:44 GMT -5
" i hope to be your apprentice, i bet you will be a great warrior"
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