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Post by Mistytail on Jul 28, 2010 16:17:36 GMT -5
Mistytaill purred and bounded eagerly toward the camp entrance, a carefully woven tunnel of vines and branches, waving her fluffy white tail behind her. "I bet I can find more prey than you!" she teased as if she was a kit again.
((Terr?))
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Post by Spike on Jul 28, 2010 16:20:28 GMT -5
"No way!" Hawkmask scoffed, hurrying behind her friend.
((Yes, let's shall. To the territory, AWAYYYY~))
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Post by Mistytail on Jul 28, 2010 16:23:41 GMT -5
((Whoot~ I'll post first X3))
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Post by Spike on Aug 7, 2010 16:41:22 GMT -5
((*waits* :3))
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Post by Mistytail on Aug 9, 2010 22:01:42 GMT -5
Hillstar watched as her Clan dispersed, and jumped down from the Tallstump with relative ease. She shook her round little body and proceeded to take a stroll about the camp. "Such wonderful warriors I have," she murmured to herself. It was true. Her warriors were all loyal and true, honest and brave, valiant and righteous - what could a leader ask for other than that?
She gave a quick nod to Riverspeed. "Hey, have you organized the next patrol yet? If not I'll be the first to volunteer." The chubby tabby hadn't been for a good walk in the territory for a long time, she could use a little excersise.
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