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Post by sparrow on Nov 15, 2007 16:29:38 GMT -5
My paws lead me to the border with Duneclan. I stared into the territory. I wasn't patroling the borders. No. I was thinking about my life, I was thinking about when I was a kitty-pet. When everyone thought I would die because I was a kitty-pet and not a clan born cat. I tryed my best to show them I was a true warrior cat. But to this day some hate me, some wish another cat would drive me awa. Some even try to lure me into traps to make the leader exile me from the clan. But one thing they don't know about my past. My father was a leader of a clan untill another leader killed him and took over the clan. I the went to live with the Two-Leggeds, but when I got the couage to come back. Everything was Differant. The clans, the leaders. Everything and Everyone. No one knew of my past. My eyes moved along as I padded towards a tree on out territory. I sat down as I continued to think. My tabby pelt shinning in the skin. I stared at the ground.
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Post by Squid on Nov 15, 2007 16:36:42 GMT -5
The sand shifted underneath the large paws of a heavy-set figure moving swiftly across the sandy floors of DuneClan territory. Grey fur prickled uneasily as the sand-filled wind blew against him. Smokeheart stood there for a moment, closing his green eyes and letting the minor sand storm pass before taking off again. He was just about half way to where he was headed when his keen eyes spotted the small figure that looked to be a cat. Smokeheart looked to where he was going then back to where the cat sat before turning on his large paws and padding up behind him, mewing a simple greeting "Hello"
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Post by sparrow on Nov 15, 2007 16:42:06 GMT -5
My thoughts went crashing as I heard a voice, Smokehearts voice. Getting to my paws, I turned around to face the tom. Hello I said with a flicker of wondering in Sparrowtail's icy blue eyes. He didn't trust many cats in Duneclan, and this cat was one of them. He was just to big. Maybe that was it, cause of hissize, but No. Something didn't seem right about him when it came to me. Shruging of the thought I shifted my gaze from the tom towards the trees on the left hand side of me. Seeing Nothing I looked back to the tom.
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