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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 11:57:42 GMT -5
Brokenheart skidded to a halt in a clearing with a tree growing in the middle. The brown tabby smirked and hid behind a screen of bracken, waiting for her companion, Demonstorm, to appear. She knew he was slower then she was and had plenty of time to plan a trick of her own. It was rare for the broken-souled she-cat to feel playful but it was nice. |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 12:02:52 GMT -5
Demonstorm padded into the clearing. "Brokenheart?" He called out. He had lost sight of her a while back and had simply followed her scent trail for here but it ended. He looked around nervously. He had done this to others so why couldn't he figure out where she was. He was so certain it was a trick, it had to be, right?
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 12:05:55 GMT -5
Brokenheart moved silently behind Demonstorm of feather-light paws. A smirk lit her face. "Looking for me?" she said, her breath tickling his ear.
The brown tabby stepped back to see his reaction without getting clawed. |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 12:15:03 GMT -5
Demonstorm jumped at least his own height. He turned slowly, a frown on his face. "Was that really necessary? He asked, a slight joking tilt to his voice. His eyes flicked in amusement, it WAS a fairly good joke.
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 12:18:55 GMT -5
It took all of Brokenheart's willpower not to burst out laughing at the black tom. A teasing glint came into her eyes as she circled Demonstorm, her fur brushing his and her tail tip flicking his nose.
"What's wrong? The big bad warrior scared of little ol' me?" Brokenheart asked in an innocent voice.
The brown tabby looked at Demonstorm with perfectly innocent eyes. |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 12:27:23 GMT -5
A mock growl came from deep within Demonstorms throat. "If I'm such a big bad warrior then why haven't I gotten rid of you already?" He asked as he crouched down playfully, preparing to spring.
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 12:29:56 GMT -5
Brokenheart smirked and sprang away from Demonstorm. She ran toward the oak tree and with a might leap leapt onto on of the bottom branches. She looked down at Demonstorm. "Because you can't cat me."
With that Brokenheart leapt gracefully onto another sturdy branch and sat near the trunk, tail curled over her paws looking down innocently at Demonstorm. |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 12:32:13 GMT -5
Shaking his head Demonstorm smirked up at her, "Do you really want to test that theory? He asked her, smiling with equal innocence. His tail flicked as he waited.
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 12:36:10 GMT -5
Brokenheart smirked and leapt onto the ground gracefully, landing in front of Demonstorm, nearly nose to nose with him. "Oh I don't need to test it, I already know."
With that Brokenheart bounded off, splashing through the stream and leaping away into the forest. Because there was little undergrowth and only trees, there wasn't much for Brokenheart to worry about other then Demonstorm catching up to her. |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 12:40:59 GMT -5
Demonstorm stood shocked for a moment before bounding off after her, determined to catch her, he ran full pelt, closing the gap.
((sorry its short))
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 12:48:41 GMT -5
Brokenheart caught a glance of Demonstorm's black form shooting after her. The brown tabby smirked and started weaving between trees, leaping over the low undergrowth and jumping over a fallen log. She knew he'd probably try to catch her quickly but she had endurance. Years of fleeing twolegs and dogs had made her smart and enduring.
Brokenheart's thoughts were snapped shut when she felt something brush her side. It was Demonstorm. |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 12:52:48 GMT -5
Demonstorm smirked as he drew level with Brokenheart. He slowed slightly and tucked behind her before springing and pouncing lightly on her back, careful not to injure her shoulders more. He grasped the scruff of her neck as delicately as a mother would take the scruff of her kits and pin her head lightly against the ground.
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 12:55:32 GMT -5
Brokenheart gave a muffled yowl when her limbs gave out from Demonstorm's added weight. The she-cat however lay pinned to the ground, completely limp.
"Ok ok, I loose" Brokenheart said, spitting out a bit of grass.
Shifting slighty Brokenheart looked at Demonstorm. "You can catch me, happy now?" she asked. |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 13:02:07 GMT -5
Demonstorm got up slowly. "I supose, though it's still hardly payback for the trick you did on me." He sat don next to Brokenheart and licked on of his front paws nonchalatently.
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 13:04:45 GMT -5
Brokenheart got up and shook herself and immediantly slipped into a hunter crouch. The brown she-cat stepped forward carefully. She was tail-length from a clump of ferns when she pounced. A magpie gave a startled cry and tried to take flight. Brokenheart pounced, raking her claws down the bird's back and dragging it to the ground before killing it.
"Stupid thing chased off the rest of the prey" Brokenheart murmured thoughtfully, tossing the magpie back into the ferns for later. |
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