[open] first glance..

[nightlily]

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[atrb=background,http://i50.tinypic.com/kagxtu.jpg] [style=width: 340px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; color: #4f4f4f; text-align: justify; padding-bottom:20px] Silence. It was a welcome thing, compare to the usual fuss and bother of the camp. That place was always full of cats, making their way around with as much noise and fuss as possible. Then again, they weren't alive if they were silent, were they? The she-cat paused for a moment, jaws parted ever so slightly to take in the scents around her, claws slowly digging into the compacted dirt of the twoleg path. it was a beautiful day, she wasn't going to shy away from that fact. The pine trees of ShadowClan's territory stood proud and tall, their shadows engulfing the path. A light breeze swept along the ground, ruffling her fur just enough to send a chill creeping along her spine. She was alone. Usually, her brothers were somewhere nearby, but right at that moment, they were off focused on other things. Which meant additional silence, beyond the few birds that danced through the branches. Nightlily glanced up as one particularly loud sparrow gave a loud chirp, her ears flattening ever so slightly with the noise. It should have been hiding and not making itself a target to be hunted. Not that she was out there to hunt. The exact purpose of her walk she really wasn't sure about. Just fresh air and space to think maybe? It could probably be deemed a one-cat-patrol too she supposed, considering her place along the border. Slowly, the she-cat started moving again, continuing along the path as quietly as she could. The scents of her clan-mates crossed her tongue, stale for the most part, but occasionally one would be more prominent than another. Now and then, she'd recognise one of her brothers, usually either Mousecatcher or Lionstorm chasing after Littleberry's scent. She didn't need to see them to be able to visual the scene, that was for sure. It did make her wonder where they were though, despite the fact she knew she shouldn't be. They were all warriors, and fine ones at that. Even if Littleberry could use a bit more training in... most areas. She couldn't help but mother them a bit though, she supposed. She'd practically raised the three after all. Reaching a turn in the path, Nightlily paused again. Maybe she should hunt, seeing as everything seemed about as normal as it was going to get over this part of the forest. [/style] [style=style=width: 340px; font-family: small fonts; font-size: 7px; color: #4f4f4f; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase]words: 396 . tagged: open . notes: open to everyone . [/style] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true]

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A sudden, delightful feeling of warmth spread throughout Smokestorm's body, causing him to halt abruptly in his travels. Blinking, the tom looked up towards the sky, seeking the unexpected source of heat. He'd managed to find a spot through the tall pines in which the sun could shine through; a rarity in the twoleg paths of ShadowClan. In fact, Smokestorm hadn't been aware that it was such a beautiful day, due to the amount of shade that covered the expanse of territory. Hence the name ShadowClan. The warrior paused for a moment, soaking up the sunshine as though he could store it within his body and use it later on.

A breeze swept by and a cloud slipped over the hole in the trees, cutting the tom's giddy moment of warmth short. Shaking out his fur, Smokestorm leisurely resumed his walk. He'd originally set out on a hunt, but after a couple of failed attempts at a scrawny squirrel, the tom had grown frustrated. So, uncharacteristically, he'd just began to wander through the territory. It was strange of him to do such a thing, as he always preferred to have company when outside of camp and not on a hunting expedition. His paws had led him to the twoleg paths, which he decided to follow for a bit. Distant scents of prey and Clan-mates lingered on the paths, sending his mind into a frenzy of abstract, distracted thoughts.

It felt like he'd been walking for ages, when suddenly he caught the scent of another cat. The sudden aroma surprised him, and the tom opened his mouth for a better sense of who it could be. Before he could solve the mystery, a figure appeared on the other side of the twoleg path. The slick, black fur was a giveaway; the mystery cat was Nightlily. Nightlily. The two of them weren't the greatest of friends, no, but that may be because they don't cross each other's paths often. There are a few fond memories in Smokestorm's mind, here and there, of the she-cat. Seeing that they are only a mere moon apart in their age, the pair had trained together as apprentices. Since their young years have passed, the two of them have had a few polite encounters, but nothing really engaging. Momentarily, this made the tom feel confused. Smokestorm finds himself to be a very charismatic tom. He's got friends in many places. So to not have a bond this particular cat sort of bothered him. Had she never fallen for his charm? Were his qualities unattractive to this cat? But perhaps it wasn't his fault. The she-cat seemed to have something different about her. Something the tom would like to find out more about.

Smokestorm flicked his tail and nonchalantly made his way to where the she-cat was moving along the path. After a moment, he was in stride with her. "Good morning, Nightlily. Or, sunhigh, rather." The gray tom chuckled and greeted her with a quick bow of his head. "Would you like some company on this fine day?" He questioned, glancing at they sky, hoping to catch a glimpse of the sunshine once again.
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ooc// Hope ya don't mind me posty postin! :3

[nightlily]

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[atrb=background,http://i50.tinypic.com/kagxtu.jpg] [style=width: 340px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; color: #4f4f4f; text-align: justify; padding-bottom:20px] She entertained the thoughts for a moment, tail tip flicking slightly as she did so. However, it was cut short by pawsteps behind her. With the wind blowing downhill from her, she couldn't tell who it was that way, causing the she-cat to turn her head back. "Good morning, Nightlily. Or, sunhigh, rather." Ah, Smokestorm it was then. The tom wasn't a bad one, and throughout their time they'd been on enough patrols together to at least know each other from a clan-mate point of view. Which was all she needed from a cat. The clan may have been her extended family, but like all extended families she wasn't too interested in knowing the individual details of their lives. She had enough trouble keeping up with her own brothers most of the time. Dipping her head in greeting, the she-cat turned around properly to meet him face-on. "Would you like some company on this fine day?" Would she? Right at that moment she was quite content in the silence of being alone. However, it would be rude to shoo him off as soon as he came. He wasn't unpleasant to be around after all. It wouldn't be particularly bad for her to associate with someone outside of Mousecatcher, Lionstorm and Littleberry anyway. "You're more than welcome to join me if you want, but I'll warn you now I'm not the most talkative campany," she replied, twitching her whiskers slightly, a hint of humour to her bright green gaze. Gesturing along with path with her tail, the she-cat started moving again, making sure to keep an even pace with the tom. After a moment though, she spoke, "So what brings you out this far? I was just debating checking along the border, but I'm not sure if an official patrol was meant to be along there sometime soon." [/style] [style=style=width: 340px; font-family: small fonts; font-size: 7px; color: #4f4f4f; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase]words: 307 . tagged: smokestorm, open . notes: n/a . [/style] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true]

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