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Post by nettlethorn on Aug 13, 2008 21:23:05 GMT -5
Nettlethorn padded out of her den and stretched. "Another ordinary and boring day at camp...Where is that Hawkpaw? I should probably run him through the herbs." She went to the apprentices den to see if he was there.
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Post by xx; Mystic on Aug 19, 2008 23:13:39 GMT -5
Acidpaw was distrubed from his sleep when the medicine cat walked in. He was curled up besides a small tree trunk tring to keep out of the sun so the light did bother him. The stupid cat was like a twoleg monster! He was so loud. Annoyed, the slick yellow tom jumped atop the trunk and looked down at the medicine cat. "Could you be a little louder!?" |
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Post by ●♥Cedarclaw♥ on Sept 11, 2008 19:20:54 GMT -5
Ivysoul stepped lightly out of the warriors den, letting the sun warm her pelt. The air was chilled, but the sun, the sun shone magnificently on her pelt, warming her to the bone, even thought he air was crisp, baring the changing of the leaves. Her eyes were bright, as she looked around the camp. "I wonder if a hunting, or border patrol has set out, yet?" the she-cat asked quietly, for the most part, to herself.
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