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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Apr 5, 2006 19:15:26 GMT -5
Oh well. I might come later... I might not. The showing life is staring to piss me off too, to tell the truth, he said wryly, giving her the benifit of his dazzeling grin for one last time before he disappeared with ease.
Come along then. I will take to see Autumstar. Oakheart, please take care of this little cat, Phantomwind said, flicking his tail at teh appretnticce. Then he rose and trotted tworads the camp, flicking his ears for Dessie to follow.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Apr 6, 2006 6:12:22 GMT -5
Dessie pricked her ears and took one last glance at Fiero, her heart melting slightly, before following uneasily. What would this 'Autumnstar' think of her? What would everyone think of her? Not many cats liked her, but that was partially her own fault..right? Of course she had never admitted it before...[/center]
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