Blazing Silverpelt - Warriors RPG -> Birds?

Birds?, StormxHawk I suppose~

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Tigerstripe	Posted: Oct 18 2008, 07:35 AM
Swordfang owns, and you know it. Group: Members Posts: 59 Member No.: 107 Joined: 7-September 08	Meh, Heather, here's the StormxHawk topic-I'm sorry, I got impatient and wanted to roleplay him. xP I guess it's reserved for just them ATM, but I can change if you want. Hawkstrike, amber eyes darting warily around the camp as he looked for threats, fur bristling as he caught the scent of blood from a recent fight, tail lashing as he heard the noise, was on the edge of insanity today. He knew that it wasn't his best day today; he really hated days like these, actually. But Hawkstrike didn't always choose how he would act from day to day. Sometimes, Hawkstrike would be almost normal, almost able to blend in, besides a few small things like not liking birds and possibly jumping at loud noises. Other days, he would be completely paranoid, every sight, scent, and sound setting Hawkstrike on alert mode. Today was one of the latter days, and it was obvious just by the way he acted. Still, paranoia and the life of a warrior didn't mix well - he had to go out there and do something once in a while. Like eating. Hawkstrike was starving right now, his already too-thin frame needing quite a bit of nourishment, and his stomach was making this clearly known by the loud noises it was making as he walked through camp, laid in the warrior's den for a nap, and now came back out into the main camp to get some prey. And so, the tawny warrior nudged through the pile of prey, almost overflowing now with the catches the warriors were bringing in from the lake. The heavy rain recently had brought with it more fish, and birds had been caught several times digging up worms. Needless to say, Hawkstrike was going more for the fish. He pulled one out-a trout, he thought-and began to peel back the soft, scale-encrusted skin to reveal the pink flesh underneath. He did like fish; the other Clans didn't know what they were missing. Hawkstrike realized that he was right in the middle of camp - out in the open - and quickly pulled his prey over to a more covered spot near the warrior's den, facing away from the main camp. It was one of his usual spots to go when he ate, so as not to attract so much attention. Hopefully no one - and nothing - would disturb him while he was here. -------------------- \|\|My Fanfiction\|\| Lena is currently: obsessing over Swordfang. Key: !Male\|\|~Female\|\|(Coming Soon) THUNDERCLAN.1CAT)) ~Brownpaw; mentor Sickleclaw RIVERCLAN.1CAT)) !Hawkstrike WINDCLAN.1CAT)) ~Honeybee; app. Echopaw SHADOWCLAN.2CATS)) ~Tigerkit; wn Tigerstripe !Leafkit; wn Leafshadow SKYCLAN.1CAT)) !Dimstar FAKECLAN.1CAT)) ~Swordfang TRIBEOFRUSHINGWATER.0CATS)) -none- STARCLAN.0CATS)) -none- PLACEOFNOSTARS.0CATS)) -none- OTHERSKIES.0CATS)) -none- OTHER.0CATS)) -none- CLAIMEDNAMES.8CATS)) !Closedheart; FakeClan !Echovoice; FakeClan ~Metalbird; FakeClan ~Metalblade; FakeClan !Steelclaw; FakeClan ~Peakwing; SkyClan !Smokewater; SkyClan !Firesky; SkyClan

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