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Post by ./*/_feather_\*\. on May 5, 2007 18:25:18 GMT -5
Feathertail walked over to the fresh kill pile and picked up a mouse. She was aching everywhere. She had no one to talk to and no family. It was like a living nightmare for her. Until today.......
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Post by silvermoon on May 6, 2007 0:52:17 GMT -5
The ferns twitched slightly as a sleek white shape slide out of them. Silvermoon gazed out and across the lake. Light was shimmering quietly off. Finally, I can relax, she thought. Suddenly, she noticed a figure standing near the water's edge. Silvermoon's fur bristled as she wondered if the she-cat was from Riverclan. Opening her mouth to see if she could point the scent of the warrior, she calmed down realizing it was only Feathertail. Silvermoon pounced over to her as silently as she could and then mewed, “Good morning Feathertail” The young warrior dipped her head respectfully. She sat down with her tail wrapped around her ivory paws.
((Hope you don’t mind I joined ^^))
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