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Post by `s қ y . x x on Jan 14, 2008 22:10:38 GMT -5
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The snow fell softly into the open camp, each flake reflecting almost a different colour as they landed to form a thin blanket over the camp. Amoung the grass sat a large brown figure, his green eyes following the snowflakes with curiousity like a young kit. He was of course, not a kit, but a gruff, young warrior who at the current time, just wanted to watch the falling snow as he yawns, his ears flat against his head for a moment before twitching back up.
Briarheart gave a small sigh, his head tilted slightly as he thought, mostly about his dead family and the resent deaths around the clan and the young tom couldn't help but wounder what cat would be next. He gave a soft sigh, lying down and resting his head on his paws, a small cloud of mist issuing from his parted jaws. |
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Feb 2, 2008 10:15:29 GMT -5
Diamondleaf padded confidently across the camp floor, the soft flakes fasinated her and she lifted her head as one landed on her nose. Her strange pale eyes scanned the camp, looking for any sign of life.
Finding it, she padded over, behind the cat. She recognised him as Briarheart. She sat down next to him.
"Briarheart, long time no see."
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