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Post by Cloudedstar on Feb 8, 2009 15:54:29 GMT -7
Blackenedfoot thrust himself upwards, his legs rippling smoothly with thick muscles before he came to a stop at the highest branch he could go. The others just above him were too thin and flimsy to hold a cat, let alone something as light as a squirrel. "Hah. I knew I'd win," Blackendfoot purred, wrapping his tail over his paws. "No one beats me at climbing!"
He blinked his amber eyes, amused. Then, he looked past his paws all the way to the ground below. The ground was very far away, and the buches below looked only like tiny specks of brown and green. He spotted Prayerwhisper's light pelt somewhere along the tree's trunk. She wasn't very far from where he sat, and Blackenedfoot remained where he sat, waiting for her to reach his branch, thinking at the same time how odd it was to be tree climbing with her after he had almost attacked her.
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Post by Hyper||Ducky on Feb 10, 2009 17:03:28 GMT -7
"Yes no one can beat you at tree climbing, however know one can beat me at tree leaping." She bunched up her hind legs and soared so she was at the same height, but different branch."I wouldn't want to be in this clan and be afraid of hieghts." She whispered. She looked down, then up. She was debating whether to jump and get a head start or just to admire the area around her." I don't think I have ever actually looked at things from this high up. You can see the thick brush of nightclan its breath taking...."
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Post by Cloudedstar on Feb 12, 2009 7:23:27 GMT -7
Blackenedfoot nodded slowly. "NightClan does have some rather breath taking scenery," He agreed. Then, a mischevious glint entered his amber eyes. "But they don't have anything more beautiful than our territory." Blackenedfoot purred. He rose to his paws then looked up. Then, he seemed to disapear, his black tail-tip vanishing into the thick leaves of the branches above. He wove through the twigs that reached out at him and threatened to claw into his fur. The branches grew thinner and thinner, and swayed precariously beneath his weight. Then, he reached a branch that was oddly thick for being so high up, and Blackenedfoot sat down upon it, then looked out at the scene around him.
The tree had taken him above the top of the forest. The setting sun blazed in the sky above, which shimmered with colors of pale purple as night prepared to set in. The Stardust began to grow more luminous, and rose just above the peaks of CloudClan's mountains in the distance. Stars began to peer out of the darkness above, and a strong breath of wind wound through Blackenedfoot's fur. He could see everything from the Moon Tree he sat in- from the Night Forest in the west, all the way to the Great Thunder River that shimmered and splashed through MysticClan's territory.
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