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Post by Falconflight on Sept 11, 2012 17:34:06 GMT -7
Falconflight stalked back and forth in his den, his tail twitching as he contemplated the meaning of life. As Falconflight often found himself bored, he tended to consider the answers to questions such as these often.
Sometimes, he even considered slipping death berries into a clanmates food, just so he had something to do. Someone to heal. But he wasn't stupid, and he wasn't that desperate, so he kept his death berries to himself. He couldn't help but hope that someone would join him, injured or not that he could at least chat to. He didn't like chatting, but today he could make an acception.
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 12, 2012 0:11:41 GMT -7
Wolfstar padded into the medicine cat's den. Already he could pick up Falconflight's irritable mood at the tom chuckled. Sitting down just inside the front of the den Wolfstar smiled. "You know, pacing isn't a trait commonly found. he observed.
Of course, Wolfstar could understand. He too was at his wits end, he just had better ways of dealing with it.
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Post by Falconflight on Sept 12, 2012 0:45:17 GMT -7
"If everyone was common, we wouldn't have any loonys, now would we?"
[/b] Falconflight replied shortly, pausing in his relentless pacing to glance at his leader. He hadn't had the chance to talk to the tom yet. Actually, he probably would have had the chance, if he could have been bothered to look for him. But ah well, Wolfstar was here now so it didn't matter either way. His eyes brightened eagerly and glittered as Falconflight grinned at the leader, sliding closer discreetly. "You haven't got a wound have you?" [/b] He slid closer. "A stomach ache?" [/b] Closer. "Thorn in your paw?" [/b] [/center] Falconflight |
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 12, 2012 0:51:34 GMT -7
Wolfstar tilted his head, veering back slightly. "Uhm. I'm quite alright." he said. But I suppose I could amuse the poor guy... "Although I do have soome trouble sleeping." he meowed.
Looking at the tabby he laughed inwardly. "Aside from that I was wondering if maybe you needed any herbs. Or wanted to hunt. Anything really, I'm rather bored." Wolfstar confessed.
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Post by Falconflight on Sept 12, 2012 1:02:11 GMT -7
Falconflight leapt up in excitement, finally something to do! Bouncing away with little hops of joy, he squeezed into his herb store and started rummaging through.
"I know the chamomile is in here somewhere................ah yes!"
[/b] Returning victorious, Falconflight padded out of the alcove with a mixture of four herbs in his mouth. Chamomile, chasteberry, lavender and thyme. Three would help Wolfstar sleep better, one would raise his chances of successfully concieving a baby. Just in case he felt the need to in the distant future. Eh, Falconflight was bored. Besides, Wolfstar would never know. He placed the mix at his leader's paws with a grin. "Eat this before you sleep tonight." [/b] He winked secretivly, suggestivly to Wolfstar. "Who knows? Maybe they'll even help you dream of a pretty she-cat. [/b] He cackled a little, then started talking quietly to himself. Or singing, really. "Sweet dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree? [/b] Wolfstar should take his spastic singing as an agreement to hunt. As Falconflight was planning to follow him until the leader slept, then eagerly await the results of his herbal mix. [/center] Falconflight |
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 12, 2012 1:09:30 GMT -7
"Everybody is looking for something." Wolfstar meowed, spacing off slightly. Shaking his head he purred. Falconflight was clearly bored out of his mind. Not to mention, the eccentric tom seemed to be planting something into the little mixture. She-cats? Really? Wolfstar never thought about it really. Having a mate wasn't on the top of his list.
Picking up the herbs Wolfstar took them back to his den for safe keeping before returning. Padding back into the den he dipped his head. "Thanks. I'm not sure about she-cats and all that, but it should ease my sleep I'm sure. Now. C'mon. I want to go out and you're coming with me."
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Post by Falconflight on Sept 12, 2012 1:15:45 GMT -7
Falconflight nodded his agreement. Of course he couldn't disobey his leader. Also, he would never admit it, but getting outside and sniffing the fresh air might be good for him. He had been working with catmint all morning which explained why he was acting so tipsy. Well, tipsyer.
"Lead the way, my good man! I'm right behind you!"
[/b] Literally. Falcon had already planted his nose against Wolfstar's behind He was ready and willing to make a conga line with his leaderand couldn't wait to be off. "So where are we headed?" [/b] He wondered curiously, his voice slightly muffled by Wolfstar's butt fur.[/center] Falconflight |
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 12, 2012 1:22:21 GMT -7
"Hey now! Stop that!" Wolfstar grumbled, using his tail to swat at Falconflights nose. "There's no need to get overly personal. Unless you're trying to be a dog. You know they do sniff each others bums." he huffed.
Moving ahead he shook himself. "As for where we're headed, the stream. We can catch some fish. It's only us in the clan right now anyways." Wolfstar hissed irritably.
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Post by Falconflight on Sept 12, 2012 1:30:20 GMT -7
Falconflight pulled back quickly, avoiding the tail. That long, thin, bushy piece of flesh, bone and very slight inklings of muscle that made him want to throw up in his mouth. By the starry dead things that he called ancestors, how he hated tails! If he had his way, there would be no tails in the clans, not one. Falcon would personally travel from clan to clan, yanking off the tails of every cat he came across, even kits. He would be known as Falconflight, Eternal Tail Trodder!
"I though wolves were related to dogs?"
[/b] He muttered grumpily but followed after Wolfstar without complaint. He did like fish, and maybe if he behaved, Wolfstar would turn his gaze for a while and Falconflight could get his tail when no one was looking. He could do it, for the safety of his clan, he was willing to. He'd done it before, to some random cat he met once. She had seemed nice, until he had yanked her tail off, then for some reason she got all mad. Eyeing Wolfstar's tail eagerly, he licked his lips and hissed. "Trust me, your tail is next. [/b] [/center] Falconflight |
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 12, 2012 17:52:06 GMT -7
Wolfstar looked at his medicine cat incredulously. "When did wolves..." then it dawned on him. His own bloody name. "Ack. You cheeky cat. Yes, wolves are related to dogs." he muttered. Wolfstar flicked his tail, fur bristling. If this keeps up, he'll go mad if he hasn't already. Sighing, he stopped at the edge of the stream. Silver flashes whipped through the current and he smiled.
Tilting his head he looked at Falconflight. "Do I want to know what you're muttering on about?" he asked. No matter. he thought. Leaping he landed carefully on the opposite side of the stream. "I'll hunt from here, you there." he said.
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