{The Hunt}-OPEN

[Stella]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/Icestar2-2.jpg] The day was warm, more then Icestar though it would be, it seems leaf-bare is officially over and that the next stage is about to beginning. The shorthair Oriental mix looked around. today was a day of life and she felt like hunting. Her bright green eyes looked at the field, nothing seemed to pop out or make Icestar jump. The hunt was not on. So she walk farther in to the soft grass, its still not as long as it grows, the green was there though, almost half way up her legs. Icestar let her mind wonder, she hoped her life here would be fine, and the leaf-bares to come would not be too harsh. Plus the other clans would not have much conflict and unwanted battles. Bloodshed for no reason was one thing Icestar would like to avoid. She hopped her new life here would be fine too, nothing cruel, and being a Leader would be her life as well. The noise came then, a mouse jumped out of the grass making Icestar duck down, hidden. She was focused now though her thoughts was still in her mind. The mouse was bigger then usual, but no rat.. A large snack. She ran after the creature and jumped when the time came, her jaws only scrapped its back. Icestar chased it though, the mouse was hurt, it could not live forever. [sorry its short, i suck at starting posts]

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[Polar BeaR '']

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/pale3.png] "talking"| | |thinking The air had been just right to wake him up from his cat-nap in the warriors den. It was just right for him to yawn and move his tired limbs to the fresh-kill pile were he saw his son and daughter sharing a piece of prey. He hated how he couldn't go over there, how he could not tell them the truth, how he had to hide the who 'i don't care' act and become a mean father. he closed his eyes tiredly. he hated life, and this was part of it. But he shrugged and off he was. His hunger disappearing in that very moment. So as he entered the territory he blinked and took in his surrounds, the land was growing warmer, and with that came new prey, new life would be coming and with that, Paleflame, warrior of Frostclan, saw hope. He walked with a skip in his steps, until he came to the west river. He was going to hunt, but as he bent his head to lap at the cold water that would be frozen if not for the heat at the time of day. So he took a good long drink before raising his head to lick his lips. He turned to look over his shoulder and he shuttered. His unusually long orange-cream fur stood on ends as the breeze tickled his nose. It was very light, but as his aging body carried him forward, he notice the shift in the world as if he was only a kit again. Things were different and that hurt him deeply that not all could be trusted. But as he drew his head back, his eyes caught site of movement. The wind, not in his favor, was making him cautious. So he dropped into a hunters crouch and stalked forward, his muscles straining. Soon whatever it was, rushed off, and his head snapped as he looked on puzzled. He was sure he hadn't made a sound. So he pushed forward his mouth dripping with the hunger that had yet to be filled. When he noticed that a bleeding mouse and raced in front of his path. Making him stumbled and land on his face. "stupid mouse!" he growled as he stood and lapped at his chest fur. Angry that such a small- no large mouse could trip him. The sound of rushing paws was drawing near, but he could not see who it was. slinking back into the small reeds that laid not far from the western river as he waited for the cat to come. Sure he could of tasted the air, but he rather wait, maybe, just maybe, the cat was a rogue and he could rank his claws down the cats fur. 451 ICESTAR

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[Stella]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/Icestar2-2.jpg] Icestar jumped, hitting the mouse one more time, she had been close to losing it, but now it was safe in her jaws. The female had been alone long, longer than most. Plus she remebered her great grandma, she was named after her, while her brothers where named after her great grandmas. They mostly had the same fur but back then her family was usual pure exotic short hair. Which her and her brother still hold fifty percent. She smiled though and hopped the best for her brothers, but she always remembered how her grandma never had a real mate, ya she had kits, but it was a way to make sure her legacy lived. The white she-cat sighed, she had nothing to show for her life, well she was leader, but no mate, no true friends, not even a kit. She felt disappointed in her self but maybe she would be like her great grand-ma and die alone. But there has been this tom, Icestar liked him as a young warrior and soon started to like him again. Maybe she should ask him.. or at least talk to him. The female dug a whole and hit the mouse. She knew Paleflame had kits, but that didnt matter much to her, exp the fact that they didnt know he was father. Ya as a leader she knew a lot. Hearing a few leaves crunch Icestar had to see what it was. Maybe it was a loner, she could not tell, the wind was blowing his or her smell away. Icestar stood up and looked for the cat, her white frame almost smacked in to him. It was Paleflame. She felt like blushing, but she had to stay calm. ''May i speak to you?''

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[Polar BeaR '']

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/pale3.png] "talking"| | |thinking Then I saw a brush of white and the next thing I knew, my leader had almost smacked right into me. It actually would of hurt if she had been coming at me at full speed, but as she looked at me I tilted my head. She wanted to speak to me. My fur would of raised in silent worry, but I held strong and looked at her with a straight face. My heart beating in my chest. Mind you, I had liked said leader for a while and it was quite said when I found out that she might of taken a interest in another cat. Maybe it was just a rumor she had heard Lilyfeather talking about. I shook my head and took a deep breath. "Icestar." It came out in a whisper. We were strangely near the same age, maybe a few days or a week or to apart, both being 16 seasons old. I looked at her and I felt the corners of my mouth twitch upwards. So what? I was getting old, but I could still have the feelings of a younger warrior. She-cats still baffled me, leaving me confused. My mind trailed off to my daughter, Dapplepaw and I swore I would do everything to protect her. I had to tell them soon. Any day. Soon. Words I had to speak rushing through my mind and then I looked at the white she-cat before me and flashes of my life seemed to slip through my eyes and I began to worry the earth below me. I was a mess up and then I sighed. Setting his muscles. I need a sign. God, Starclan hated me. I had seen Dappleheart and how it was just stupid. Steelfur. The idiot. My anger boiled in my bones as I remembered I had named my only son after my hateful brother. I mean, I had saved his behind. But he still went and killed himself. Pushing it out, I turned to Icestar and my mouth twitched up at the corners. "You know you can ask me anything."

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..three..five..zero
..icestar..

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[Stella]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/Icestar2-2.jpg] The female sat down, a little fluffed up from her almost collision. She sat down and took in a deep breath, to calm down. Liking a paw she tried to gather her thoughts before she started to ramble like she sometimes did. ''Well we all know im not getting any young even though i am a pretty young cat, specially to be a leader..'', Icestar paused and looked up, hoping he wanst to lost, plus she was building up for the question. ''Most of us know i was named after my great grand ma who once was a leader, and she never had a mate. Well what im trying to get at is that i have a crush, and i would like him to be my mate, no matter what his past is''. The she-cat sighed and looked up to what she hopped would be her mate, he was so kind and so handsome, specially his deep blue eyes. ''Okay here i go.. Paleflame, would you be my mate?'', Icestar felt all warm inside, her heart beating at 1000 kilometers per hour. She hoped he would say yes, but if he said no its fine by her, Icestar was no good at love, maybe she would just adopt a lost kit. Life was short you could say, even though Icestar was looking at a long life ahead. She just wanted something to show for her life, some one to love she wanted a family.

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