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Post by Seapaw on Aug 18, 2010 22:08:32 GMT -5
It was the half-moon and Seapaw glided silently over the sky, her small yet large figure blocking out the moon momentarily as she circled silently over the MoonPool. Dawnpaw... and maybe Leapordpelt would be here. Seapaw knew that they usually arrived first, and didn't usually travel with the other medicine cats.
The night before, Seapaw had decided to try and contact her clan... no... not her clan. Dawnpaw. She knew that if she could somehow... somhow manage to tell her clan what happened... it would be even worse for them. Better let them greive and be happy that she walked in SkyClan, not that she was trapped (even though she was quite happy, just abit lonely) in a body that was not hers.
But Dawnpaw... she couldn't bare to inflict suffering on her kin. Dawnpaw would cheer her up somewhat, encourage her... and they could visit and figure out someway to communicate...
No. This was a stupid idea. How was she even supposed to tell Dawnpaw that she wasn't so some hungry vicous dragon trying to eat her? Seapaw angled her wings and began to soar back to the mountain... but a sudden rustling made Seapaw freeze in mid flap. Tiny paws scruffling on the forest floor. It was too late to turn back.
She'd be noticed for sure, and send up yowls of panic. She had no choice but to circle is the shadows... holding her breath.
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 23, 2010 17:43:41 GMT -5
(Oohh...)
Dawnpaw slips into the MoonPool. Her paws drag sadly along the dusty ground. She grieves for her sister.
She looks up. And sees Seapaw. But she does not know.
She was too far ahead. Leopardpelt had stopped to investigate something, but she had gone ahead.
There was something... familiar in this dragon. But what?
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Post by ♦Dawnstar♦ on Aug 24, 2010 9:32:51 GMT -5
(I'mma gonna Rp Leopardpelt.)
Leopardpelt had found some...something...but caught up with Dawnpaw now.
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 24, 2010 16:35:12 GMT -5
(K.)
"Leopardpelt," she mews, strangely calm. "you see it too, right?"
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Post by Seapaw on Aug 24, 2010 17:35:57 GMT -5
Seapaw froze in her awkward postition. Her mind frozen, she did the first thing that popped into her mind. She flicked out her long neck and grabbed Dawnpaw awkwardly-- but as gently as she could-- in her large mouth. (Like a mother cat with her kittens)
Whoosing out her wings to take flight... Seapaw paused when she saw Leapordpelt. Her eyes flirted over the terrified Med. Cat for a moment before snatching her up in her claws and leaping into the air.
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 24, 2010 17:41:12 GMT -5
For once, she does not resist. Something in her mind says not to. It might be common sense-- HUGE (compared to her) dragon versus small cat-- or maybe the sisterly bond between herself and Seapaw. Whatever it is, she stays limp in her sister's dragon-mouth, unknowing that her mentor is with her.
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Post by Seapaw on Aug 24, 2010 17:46:44 GMT -5
Oh CRAP! Another word from Roseblossom. What did I just get myself, and the other dragons, into!!
Seapaw flew silently, without a word... just an involuntary jerk when she realized what she had gotten herself into. She landed in the cave that Sky-Mist long ago had brought her to. She released the medicine cats silently and then moved away from them... recoiling from the light shining into the cave.
She did not block the entrance. She just wanted the cats to leave and forget this ever happened. She wanted to dig a hole and curl up in it.
She longed to talk to them, but bit her tongue. What would she say anyway?
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 24, 2010 17:51:25 GMT -5
Now she can run. And she does, slipping through the entrance to the cave only to stop suddenly, looking down hundreds of fox-lengths. Hanging her head, she sits at the edge, dropping with a heavy thud. Tears drip down her cheeks. I will never find Seapaw. I'm going to die here.
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Post by Seapaw on Aug 24, 2010 17:55:40 GMT -5
Seapaw jerked her head up quickly. That--- That ledge! It was unstable! "AQIT!!" She screamed in dragon, one of the only words she could say.
(It means 'no!')
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 24, 2010 17:58:25 GMT -5
Startled, and not knowing the language, she jumps, landing with hind paws scrabbling at the edge. Slipping fast, front paws hopelessly digging into the loose rubble.
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Post by Seapaw on Aug 24, 2010 18:03:14 GMT -5
(Please don't hit the ground... please don't hit the ground... *pray* Teh-heh) Seapaw scrambled to get a hold on the loose and smooth flooring of the cave and dashed for the diminishing figure of the cat. All she could see were the claws desperately hanging on as she lunged forward... the claws slipping... and her sharp teeth luning for the scruff... and... missing!
Seapaw's teeth meet air.
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 24, 2010 18:07:01 GMT -5
(Don't worry. She's sturdy.)
Yowling, her body twists and writhes through the air, wind whistling through her fur, fluffed with fear. Tumbling and corkscrewing, turning wobbly loop-de-loops, she continues to fall for what seems like forever.
Then, the cold. So, so very cold. And wet. And... fast. She splutters to the surface (river), lungs gasping for air.
"HELP!"
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Post by Seapaw on Aug 25, 2010 17:39:02 GMT -5
Seapaw froze with fear. Then she half jumped, half fell off the cliff. Twisting and yowling in a similer fashion to Dawnpaw before shooting her leathery wings out and diving and soaring close to the river. Sealing her wings tight to her body, Seapaw hoped dragons could swim.
She really, REALLY hoped.
Twisting her lonng neck up into the air, Seapaw took a few frantic gasps of air before becoming stable in the water somewhat. Twisting herself around in the rapids, Seapaw frantically looked for Dawnpaw.
There!
A struggling gray shape bobbling on the surface of the water. Powering herself forward, the she-dragon twisted her neck under the body and gently lifted the medicine cat onto her back.
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 25, 2010 17:43:43 GMT -5
Coughing, she lies still. Mostly. Spluttering. Spitting up water, too much to be good. Eyelids fluttering maniacally. Suddenly, calm. And warm.
But alive. She feels, but can not register. Seapaw's rough scales. Her own sopping fur, dripping steadily. The cold air. The spray of the water so close underneath.
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Post by Seapaw on Aug 25, 2010 19:34:23 GMT -5
Whipping her enormous body awkwardly around in the water, Seapaw began to frantically swim back towards the shore. But she couldn't swim hard enough and her claws slipped uselessly on the pebbles of the rapids.
Panting and coughing up stray water that sunk down her throat, the dragon frantically swam harder... beginning to panic as her sensitive pads began to feel a great rumbling of the earth.
Turning her head around, the she-dragon's eyes flew open wide with panic. White water met the air not so far away then dropped suddenly into the earth.
No, no, NO!
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