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Post by aemin on Jan 1, 2007 15:42:18 GMT -5
Spitfire stalked into the ShadowClan camp, following a she-cat warrior through the tunnel of thorns. Tearspell, the warrior's name. Holding an intruding cat who was throwing up everywhere. Spitfire's lip curled to keep out the disgusting smell of the cat. He didn't envy Tearspell at all. As they brought the intruder in, Spitfire hoped some cat would find the medicine cat. As much as he hated caring for this fool of a loner, he knew that the warrior code demanded compassion for any cat in need.
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Post by Tears{May}Fall on Jan 3, 2007 12:59:36 GMT -5
Tearspell turned her gaze behind her to see if Spitfire was still there. She snorted to try to get the horid smell of the vile outof her nose. The black she-cat's ears were flattened all the way and her pelt still on end. She dropped the loner and spat on the ground. "Pah!"
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Post by aemin on Jan 5, 2007 17:27:51 GMT -5
Spitfire couldn't help but purr with agreement. The stench was horrible, and other ShadowClan cats would soon notice the stench wafting towards them.
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Post by Tears{May}Fall on Jan 8, 2007 17:16:15 GMT -5
"We need a med cat!" Tearspell yowled angrily. "Today would be nice!" She snarled, her silver eyes flaming.
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Post by aemin on Jan 17, 2007 17:49:45 GMT -5
Spitfire paced to her side, keeping a close eye on the loner. We need a medicine cat! NOW! he yowled loudly. If somebody didn't hear him, he would consider them deaf.
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