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Post by Amber on Jul 26, 2008 15:11:51 GMT -5
"Come on," Cloudflight yowled, whirling and pelting off into the undergrowth. She brushed past the scenery absentmindedly. Speeding through the territory she called home, she found a body, gray and limp. As she neared it, slowing now, she sniffed cautiously. It didn't smell like a corpse. It smelled....alive!
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Post by dove on Jul 27, 2008 16:04:53 GMT -5
Mousewhisker heard her brother run, and her father chase him. 'He will do better by himself when he needs to think, Faather.' She thought, feeling a bit like Arrowstrike, although not as bad. "What's going on?" She cried, confused. "My mother is giving birth right now! Where are Fogbreeze and Arrowstrike?" She could already guess the answer though.
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