Too Hot...[open]

[Blizzardshard]

There had been times in his life that Blizzardshard was thankful for his long, thick pelt. In the dead of leaf-bare, when you couldn't see three paw-steps in front of your whiskers for snow. In the middle of fights, where the thickness of it kept his enemy's claws from raking through it. There had even been times, when he was younger, that he'd scare Shiningheart and Venomwind out of their fur by hiding in snow-banks and jumping out at them.

But those times were in leaf-bare, where long fur was good to have. In green-leaf, such as now, Blizzardshard cursed his pelt. He was jealous of both Shiningheart and Venomwind for their short pelts. They never got overheated every five minutes. They never had to hold up a patrol because they never nearly passed out from heat.

Blizzardshard stumbled into the stream at the back of the patrol, sighing in relief at the cooling sensation. The water ran around his paws in cool eddies. Normally he hated getting wet, but he'd make this one exception. "I don't suppose we can stop here for a bit?" he asked to anyone listening, swinging his head around to look.

[bluefire29]

______________________ The heat was getting to Bluefire's head. The large, fluffy, and long haired tom stumbbled behind Blizzardshard with long and lazy steps, tongue out and everything. He must have looked like a durranged and rabid cat with his ungroomed pelt as well. Nothing mattered to him though, he had a mate anyway... The cool rush of the stream's sparkling water attracted him almost as much as fresh-kill did. He wasn't affraid of getting wet, so he went under, knowing he could always touch the rocky bottom of the shallow stream. He felt the water brush away the heat, releaving his nerves. Coming back to the surface, he looked up with his eyes flashing. The blue tom could've aword Blizzardshard said something. "What was that, Blizzardshard?" ______________________ Bluefire sees/does; "speaks"; hears/thinks Word Count: 124 Tags: Blizzardshard, the rest of the patrol. Comments/Chat: Sorry its so short, and that I didn't reply. I've been a little busy. ______________________ [bg=4345B5][atrb=border,3,true]

[Blizzardshard]

He almost jumped when there was a splash next to him. Blizzardshard blinked when Bluefire popped up, drenched through. The two toms had a similar problem, it seemed: the heat.

The light gray warrior laughed when Bluefire asked what he'd said. "I was hoping to take a break and stay by the stream a bit." he explained. "How did you get behind me, Bluefire? I thought I was at the back of the patrol."

He honestly did want to know. Surely he didn't fail that much to not notice his own Clanmate struggling beside him?

[bluefire29]

______________________ The water droplets slid off his pelt, similar to a RiverClan cat's. He didn't know why it did that, but it had all his life. Bluefire had never tasted a fish before to get his fur like this, and didn't plan to. Just the thought of that sodden crow-food made him almost gag. Shaking his pelt out like a dog, he stepped out of the stream to look at Blizzardshard. Blinking water out of his eyes, the large tom started to calm down his raging pelt, sticking up from everywhere possible. "How did you get behind me, Bluefire? I thought I was at the back of the patrol." Wrong. Well, sort of. He took his gaze away from Blizzardshard to lick his back fur down smooth, and replied, "oh, I was stalking a squirrel, but it climbed up a tree after a long chase. It seemed like the best thing to do; take a dip in the stream." He sighed and looked back up at Blizzardshard. "This hunting patrol is going to get no where in this heat." Hunting wasn't his best trait, but he sure seemed tried harder than any other cat at times. ______________________ Bluefire sees/does; "speaks"; hears/thinks Word Count: 192 Tags: Blizzardshard Comments/Chat: I was thinking the two of them could be friends, since they're alike in many ways! ^^ ______________________ [bg=4345B5][atrb=border,3,true]

[Blizzardshard]

Instead flinching away from the droplets that Bluefire shook off, Blizzardshard tilted his head and leaned towards it. "Ah, what I wouldn't give for a quick shower of rain at the moment." he sighed.

Bluefire gave his explanation about chasing a squirrel, and Blizzardshard nodded with a serious look on his face. "Squirrels. They're tricky little devils."

He exited the stream and flopped down next to his denmate, not even bothering to tame his fur. If he got his way, he'd just jump right back in the water. "We might be able to pick up a few pieces around here. A day this hot, I doubt our presence would ward off any prey from a nice, cool, refreshing drink."

[bluefire29]

______________________ Looking up at the shy, he though about Blizzardshard's want for rain. He would too, but obveously not a full blown storm. He blinked agreement, sighing as he did. The thought was just too distracting, he almost didn't realize the other large tom's comment. Bluefire gave in to a smirk, nodding slowly as he was about to speak. "I usually catch them, but they can be very unpredictable as well." Bluefire felt the wind from Blizzardshard's flop and a slight purr escaped from his throat. It felt good on his skin, although coated with a thick pelt. He was discusted with it at the moment, since it felt very damp from the heavy humidity. "A drink sounds good..." ______________________ Bluefire sees/does; "speaks"; hears/thinks Word Count: 118 Tags: Blizzardshard Comments/Chat: Short... ______________________ [bg=4345B5][atrb=border,3,true]

[Blizzardshard]

"Blizzardshard speaks" | 'Blizzardshard thinks'

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He smirked mischievously when Bluefire said he could go for a drink, and Blizzardshard meowed, "Go for it then!" before he lunged towards his Clanmate and threw him- gently, of course!- into the stream.
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[bluefire29]

______________________ Bluefire snickered. He smiled and purred even more, it's sound seemed to echo through the forest with a sweet, but eurupting tone. "Well, I wouldn't know since I usually kill them before they have a chance to react. I assume that you have experienced this then?" His mood was wavering, finally feeling relaxed and happy in the intence heat of the ThunderClan forest. As if on que, Bluefire felt his masive weight being shifted. Fast, too. His brain was in shock in the few secomds he was in the air, obveously by Blizzardshard. He made a huge splash, knowing he got his clanmate wet as well. At the moment, he didn't care if all the prey in the forest went back into their dens, but their probably wouldn't be much out and about anyway. He got his head above water, and gave Blizzardshard a playful but semi-evil gaze. ______________________ Bluefire sees/does; "speaks"; hears/thinks Word Count: 147 Tags: Blizzardshard Comments/Chat: Spelling errors... ______________________ [bg=4345B5][atrb=border,3,true]

[Iceheart]

a splash cut through Iceheart's concentration. the rabbit she was stalking bolted, vanishing into a hole. "Mouse dung!" she cursed, swinging around to face the noise. pushing her way through the bushes, she spotted Blizzardshard and Bluefire, Bluefire in the stream. "having fun?" she mewed annoyedly. "you just scared away the fattest rabbit i've seen in moons!" she stalked up to the two toms, ice blue eyes glittering angrily. "Aren't you supposted to be hunting?"

[Blizzardshard]

"Blizzardshard speaks" | 'Blizzardshard thinks' Blizzardshard laughed at the huge splash Bluefire made. He grinned innocently when his Clanmate bobbed above the water and gave him a look. "What? It's not my fault gravity dislikes you. Don't give me that look for helping it along." The rustling of near-by leaves made him leap to his paws. He'd dropped his guard and now something had snuck up on them. He was barely able to smell the air before Iceheart padded into view, and Blizzardshard's ears lowered against his head at his Clanmate's rebuke. "Um... Well, we were hunting earlier, you see... Bluefire found a squirrel before, but the heat... and his pelt..." It was a pitiful excuse, but at least Bluefire had managed to find something. Blizzardshard hadn't even been trying. [atrb=background,http://static1.grsites.com/archive/textures/lgrey/lgrey015.jpg,true][atrb=border,0,true]

[Leopardstar]

______________________ Bluefire gave him a smile, rolling his eyes in the process. "Well, I gues that's-" His sentence was vut off by the apprearence of the ThunderClan deputy. Now why did Leopardstar have to pick her? Yeah, yeah, she's loyal and knows what she's doing and all, but she can be on crabby she-cat... He looked up from where he was floating off his tired paws in the water, but planted them down on the stream bed and gazed right into the icy eyes of the she-cat. ______________________ Bluefire sees/does; "speaks"; hears/thinks Word Count: 85 Tags: Iceheart, Blizzardshard Comments/Chat: I have no muse... ______________________ [bg=4345B5][atrb=border,3,true]

[Iceheart]

Iceheart swished her tail angrily. "I know it's hot, but the fresh-kill pile is low, seeing that most of the prey is sheltering underground." she turned and licked down a tuft of snow-white fur. "i understand it's especially hard for you two because of your thick pelts, but can you at least try a bit harder? Go hunt in the shadier parts of the forest if you have to. But don't slow down the patrol."