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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/smoke2.png] Smoketail gazed around camp. Yes.. he was up quite early in the morning yet again. No one was up, of course - It was even earlier than the dawn patrol was up usually, and, seeing the purpling skies of the pre-dawn, he sighed inwardly. Nothing to do.. and he was getting a bit too lazy to go hunting again. So, instead, he improvised - What better thing to do then arrange the list for patrols this early in the morning, so that you've memorized them by the time the rest of your Clanmates are up and ready for work? So, lying down beside the fresh-kill pile, he thought.. and thought.. What in StarClan's name am I doing? he thought to himself suddenly. I haven't slept for the past 4 days, and I have no idea why.. Why?! he asked himself, eyes growing wide as he fought with himself inside his mind. Standing up, his paws began to move on their own towards the warriors den, before another part of his mind turned him around. He kept on going back and forth, looking as if he was roughly pacing, and every once in a while he'd let out a quiet growl towards himself - The lunatic. Growling at himself. Fighting with himself. Silently. What the hell was that about?! {Sorry if this isn't exactly enough - I don't know what the word limit is in the RP posts because I forgot from the rules, so.. What exactly is the word limit? Because if I've reached it, then awesome, but if not, then I can modify this and make it longer or something.}

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[Libby]

RABBITSTAR OF MARSHCLAN,

"Rabbit is speaking!" | Rabbit is thinking! | Narrator

It was much too early for anyone to be awake. Even the guards at the camp entrance were probably catching a few Z's before the dawn patrol headed out. But a thorn was sticking up through a nest and stabbing the sleeping cat in the nest. The thorn found a spot need within her side that fully awakened the sleeping leader. "Mouse-dung!" She hissed, almost jumping out of her nest. It was much too dark in her den to go rummaging through her nest for the thorn, thus sending the still half sleeping leader out of her den. The cold leaf-fall air prickled through her pelt, sending a shiver down her spine. She shook herself off and sat just outside of her den, grooming herself. Her fur was standing on end but she pushed it all down with her paws.

Feeling a little more awake, the brown tabby she-cat made her way to the fresh kill pile. The dawn patrol hadn't seemed to have left yet and she was slightly thankful for that because she was going to place herself on the hunting patrol. She hadn't been out hunting in awhile or even on a border patrol for that matter, but with prey growing lower each day there was in need of maybe an extra hunting patrol. As Rabbitstar padded toward the prey pile she spotted her deputy Smoketail. He was always a quiet tom but the she-cat had a soft spot for him. She probably shouldn't have picked favorites when choosing her deputy but at the time she wasn't too sure who to pick, leaving Smoketail her only choice. Now she had a few others in mine who could have done the job just as well as Smoketail, but she stuck to her decision and wasn't going to change it.

"Good morning, Smoketail. You're always up so early." She mewed, keeping her steel blue eyes on the black tom. "If you don't mind, Smoketail, I'd like to be put on the hunting patrol this morning. I haven't been on any patrols in awhile." She nestled herself down on the soft MarshClan ground, tucking her tail around her brown and white tabby body.

SMOKETAIL, welcome to my post of 361 words. I hope you DON'T MIND THE SLOW POSTING. Come back soon! CREDIT made by Hyacinth!? EDITED by Libby

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/smoke2.png] Smoketail looked at her mutely and nodded once. Walking up to her so as to not wake up anyone, he sat down in front of her and stared down at her before finally opening his mouth - He didn't open his mouth for anyone, besides himself. "Why are you up so early?" he asked, voice soft and slightly velvety. He kept his gaze on her eyes, his own neon blue orbs narrowing as he waited for a response. He wasn't trying to act tough or terrifying or anything - He was just curious, but he didn't know how to express it verbally. Curling his tail around his paws, he slowly began to slump down to a lying position, keeping his probing gaze on her as he laid his head on his paws and yawned reflexively - He hadn't got enough rest, and was about to go into the Warriors den when he saw Rabbitstar exit her den. {Sorry if I don't exactly have the right word limit or enough muse - I'm tired. It's.. 2:50 AM here, so.. xD}

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[Libby]

RABBITSTAR OF MARSHCLAN,

"Rabbit is speaking!" | Rabbit is thinking! | Narrator

Rabbitstar liked how the tom was quiet and how he didn't seem to mind talking to her. He was a tom of few words though. But she trusted that if a secret was told to him he wouldn't go around and tell others. Maybe that was why she choose him to be deputy. He was pretty young, only twenty-six moons or so. She was nearly thirty-six moons when she became deputy. But she was definitely ready before that. She wanted to see how Smoketail could handle the demands of Deputy. He was doing a good job so far and she hoped the tom would open up more with being deputy. The job required interaction with the Clan at all times and Rabbitstar learned quickly that it was not a job someone could easily stay quiet while doing.

Her eyes followed the tom as he rested himself fully onto the ground. It was much too early to much of anything so the she-cat nestled herself down on the ground too, near Smoketail. Her tail swayed behind her for a moment before she wrapped it around her body again. "There was a thorn in my nest that woke me up." She mewed, then let out a yawn, he pearly white fang showing clearly. "I'll get one of the apprentices to check it out later. Maybe I just need a new nest." She chuckled to herself because she hadn't actually changed her nest in awhile or even added anything to it but with leaf-bare fast approaching she would need more warmth in her den.

"Why are you up so early?" She flashed him a smile through her eyes before looking away from him and turning her gaze to the camp itself. They would probably need to build up on the elders' and nursery' dens before leaf-bare and the other dens as well. Just to make sure there are no cold drafts coming in. She thought. "About that hunting patrol; you'll make sure I am on it right?" She wanted to get out of camp today and didn't need permission from her deputy or anyone really, but she didn't want to throw off anything he had planned.

SMOKETAIL, welcome to my post of 361 words. I hope you THE WORD COUNT IS 200 WORDS, YOUR LAST POST IS ONLY 157 WORDS, CLICK HERE FOR A WORD COUNTER. & WOW! I MATCHED MY LAST WORD COUNT! HAHA. Come back soon! CREDIT made by Hyacinth!? EDITED by Libby

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Apr 9, 2011 3:50:12 GMT -5 SMOKE*]] said:

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/smoke2.png] Why did she always insist on going on hunting patrols? He knew that she was the Clan leader, and that she sometimes needed a way to get out of camp and stretch her legs, but she acted as if she was still a warrior. Yet, at the same time, he could understand that she still was - It hadn't been that long since she had become the leader of MarshClan, and he the deputy. Sitting up, he nodded once, before gazing down at her again. "I don't know why I can talk to you easier than I can talk to anyone else.." he said quietly, voice thick with a sudden accent that couldn't be placed in any category. "You're my leader - Shouldn't I just listen to your orders, obey them and shut my trap?" he thought out loud, allowing the confusion to cloud his neon blue eyes. Why was he wondering about this in the first place? Before he met her this had never happened - He had never exposed feeling or emotion to anyone, making everyone in his Clan believe that he was heartless and mute. So why now? Why did he suddenly get this wave of confidence? And where did it come from? Who did it belong to? So many unanswered questions swam through his mind in a blurr that they seemed to go from one side of his brain and out the other. Unable to answer any of them, he resisted the urge to cover his head with his paws - He was beginning to get a headache. He needed to calm down, and return to the serene and quiet tom he was before. Looking at her with those neon orbs yet again, he nodded once, approving of her request to be on the hunting patrol, before clearing his throat in awkward silence and padding into the warriors den. "I'll see you at dawn.." he muttered. While padding away from her, he noticed that he was losing that misunderstood confidence again - Was it just she who brought it out in him, or was her independence and strength so powerful that it leaked even into him, the weak and misunderstood one?

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