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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Oct 15, 2007 16:00:22 GMT -5
[/u][/color] Silvery white paws picked through the wood under her paws. The tange smell of the Thunderpath up ahead made her want to hold her breath. She looked around, hearing about the story of the two WindClan she-cats who had died here a few week's ago. She sniffed the air, the scent of the Herbs were covered by the horrible smell of the Thunderpath. She herd a cracking sound and looked up, her ears pricked and her claws half way unsheathed. She ignored it and continued to look around for the Herbs. She found a few stalks of Horsetail. Another crack and this time she was weary, looking around the area and smelling it, the sudden tange of a Rougue hit the roof of her mouth. Could it be a normal Rougue? Or part of the New ShadowClan? she thought, once again unsheathing her claws, only this time comepletely.[/size][/ul]
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