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Post by whitetiger on Oct 22, 2007 20:21:32 GMT -5
Frostkit woke up at the strike of midnight. She stretched and then walked out of the nursery. She looked around, looking for any signs of movment or cat awaking. She was carful not to make a sound. Her paw lightly touche dhte ground when she took a paw step. She made one quick movement, just to jump over a rock. She stood still after she landed safely on the ground. She looked around her again searching for any signs of a cat awakening. She slid out of the camp. When she was out a few fox lengths away from the entrance she let out a deep breath.
OCC: I just made this post cause i was bored, anyone can post.
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Post by Darketh[the not so kind] on Oct 23, 2007 16:39:36 GMT -5
(I'm bored too.)
Blackflame had asked to stay behind instead of going to the gathering. He had wanted to watch the Clan, having heard from other loners and rouges that foxes were becoming a bigger problem than needed. As he watched Frostkit, his pelt making him blend in with the shadows, he stood. "Where would you be going?"
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Post by whitetiger on Oct 23, 2007 18:43:20 GMT -5
Frostkit turned to face him. "Why should I tell you? You're a warrior of duneclan now. Not everything is what it seems. The warriors may seem like they care about so many things, but they really don't. The kits in the nursery, they seem like they are helpless, but their not. The apprentices they seem inoccent and seem like they need to learn more about being a warrior, but it comes naturaly to them." Frostkit's gaze was serious."What are you doing up at midnight anyway?"
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