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Post by seasalt666 on Aug 3, 2009 16:46:30 GMT -5
Jaggedfang mewed, running into the camp and hiding behind the warrior's den. He had to escape them... it was early greenleaf, the time when all the single she-cats in Iceclan were looking for a mate, and Jaggedfang was a prime victem of their affections. However, there was only one she-cat he wanted, and because the other's wouldn't accept that, he was now reduced to hiding behind the warrior's den in order to escape them. It was a serious problem, because their actions kept him from hunting and doing his warrior duties as usual. He had tried, at first, to ignore them, but that became impossible rather quickly.
He looked around and as the noise outside died, he crept out of his hiding spot to bump right into Frostleaf. His heart skipped a beat. She was the one he wanted. "S-sorry..."
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