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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Jan 1, 2008 21:13:19 GMT -5
Tigerstorm gazed from his spot by the elder dens to watch a patrol return with jaws full of prey. A heavy sigh escaped him as he thought back to his warrior days. Now he was an elder and he had to admitt he was not able to fight or hunt as he once had. The only bright side he could think of was that the apprentices took care of him.
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Post by dove on Jan 2, 2008 15:42:09 GMT -5
Whitecloud dropped his prey and turned toward the Elder's Den. "Greetings, Tigerstorm." The BlazeClan deputy bowed his head and dropped a surprisingly plump mouse at the elder's feet.
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Jan 2, 2008 17:19:00 GMT -5
Tigerstorm looked at the younger cat and gave a small nod. "Welcome Whitecloud, what brings you to this part of camp?" He asked with a small grin. "Congratulations on being chosen deputy."
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Post by dove on Jan 5, 2008 10:52:19 GMT -5
Whitecloud bowed his head and smiled. "Thank you. I have already ordered the patrols and you seemed lonely. I brought you fresh-prey, just incase the apprentices were too busy or too lazy to do it." He grinned sheepishly. He remembered being an apprentice. He thought cleaning the elder's den was torture, but now he matured and he respects his elder.
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Post by Amber on Jan 11, 2008 19:35:35 GMT -5
OOC: Uh, guys...the camp is not in camp anymore there was a fire...
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