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Post by Mushroomstar on Dec 5, 2018 0:54:02 GMT -5
We are all stones, all different shapes and sizes. Separated we are nothing but rocks, but together we can soar to new heights creating our own
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The new moon had passed now and it was time for Radio to converse with many in his group. A good leader creates strong bonds with those who serve him. A good bond helps strengthen loyalty as not many cats would purposefully try to harm a friend. Plus getting to know each cat was good for Radio, sometimes a potential fling here and there. Radio had never been very good at committing to a single cat romantically. It was indeed a flaw of his, but none the less it didn't hinder him too much.
Radio was in his den when Spider came in purring softly "Anything you need help with Radio?" She inquired. Radio flicked a ear and meowed "Please fetch me Shaitan, she should be around camp somewhere probably planning for the next ritual. I would like her to come and chat if me though when she has free time. I'm sure the other organizers can handle with out her for a few hours." Spider nodded to her savior "I shall track her now and deliver your message sir.." With that said Spider walked out of the den in the middle of camp to go find Shaitan.
Radio got up and began to tidy up his nest for the chit chat.Radio meeting Shaitan v1 |
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Post by Fawnstep on Dec 10, 2018 16:47:43 GMT -5
I should've worshipped her sooner
Shaitan was busy tending to small flowers on the edges of the garden when Spider came up to her at a brisk pace, more of a fast walk than anything. Her large, low set ears could hear the she-cat many fox-lengths away, but she let her come up to her before looking up with piercing amber eyes that flashed in the light of day. Shai tilted her head slightly as she heard of Radio’s request to see her when she wasn’t busy, and nodded, turning back to the flower and snagging a last small weed and tossing it out of range of the garden before looking back towards the assistant. “Of course, I’ll go see him right away.” And with that, the lithe molly bounded out of Spider’s sight and towards the Great Oak. Radio’s den.
The tan and black spiraled she-cat slowed as she approached the entrance of the den, and padded in, blinking to let her eyes adjust to the relative darkness of the inside, and mewed, “Hello? Spider said you wanted to talk to me.”
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Post by Mushroomstar on Jan 12, 2019 12:59:12 GMT -5
We are all stones, all different shapes and sizes. Separated we are nothing but rocks, but together we can soar to new heights creating our own
tower Radio heard Shaitan enter the den and as pure usually she asked why her company was requested. He did not turn to her yet though keeping his back to her for a moment before meowing "Why I wanted to have some one on one time of course. After all you are one of the lead Organizers, I must have some time to thank you for the quick preparations we had to do for the clan cats. I know moving the feast to the garden wasn't exactly an easy task to do with so little time." He hummed and finally turned around now to face the rather attractive female. He meowed "How has your moon been Shaitan? I know you got a few new organizers from Buck and Friths litter." Radio meeting Shaitan v1 |
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Post by Fawnstep on Jan 12, 2019 13:54:24 GMT -5
I should've worshipped her sooner
Shaitan smiled to herself as Radio spoke to her, a feeling of calmness sweeping over her to know that there was nothing wrong and that the tom just wanted time with her to speak. For a moment she'd thought something had gone wrong, but she knew the garden was still in good shape from the festivities with those new "Clan Cats."
The she cat lowered her head as the dark tom faced her and took a step forward before sitting in front of him and nodding as he spoke. "The moon has been kind to me." She started, her low-set ears twitching as she caught rustles from the wind outside the den. "The new organizers are doing well and the garden is better than ever before with the little helping paws pulling weeds and watering the flowers." She grinned self-indulgently at the image of the young cats eagerly taking up their new positions in the group. Just as everything should be. Every cat in their place.
"I've had no problems yet with anyone I've been working with this past moon, which is a rare occurrence." She chuckled, raising a paw to her mouth. "As you know, I don't tolerate any disorder in my field."
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