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Post by ripped. on Aug 7, 2007 17:16:08 GMT -5
OOC: Umm....anyone can post. I dun care who.
Rippedwhisker leapt atop a rock, her sun yellow eyes scanning the undergrowth from where she stood. No movement. She sat down, her black tail curling over her white paws. She felt a want to feel grass beneath her paws instead of the normal sand on the beach. So she came here. She just hoped that no one would see her and cry out in a voice of recognition "Rippedwhisker--is that you?" And mean the old deputy of BeachClan. Rippedwhisker wondered why she looked just like the old deputy. She froze when she caught the scent of another cat.
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