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Post by *~Sunny~* on Jul 20, 2005 19:14:51 GMT -5
A ginger she-cat padded towards the silver springs, the moon rising up high in the sky. It was a beautiful night, the air was crisp and the light from the moon made the springs look a deep molten silver. Her muzzle looked as white as snow, contrasting with her light ginger fur. The young medicine cat had found her herbs earlier today. Sitting down beside the springs, Autumnmoon lapped up some of the water, and looked back at her reflection. Yellow green eyes stared back at her. Sometimes she felt like she wasn't ready for such a job as a medicine cat.
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