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Post by goldheart on Sept 4, 2005 20:55:30 GMT -5
Goldheart flinched a little, but stood up and reclaimed his authoritive field and meowed sadly,"I'm Goldheart, I was waiting here for Beatrice, I have horrible news."
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Sept 4, 2005 20:59:44 GMT -5
Duke sat down and looked back at the strange cat. "I've never met you before. I'm Duke", he introduced himself. "Now, what horrible news?", he asked.
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Post by goldheart on Sept 4, 2005 21:03:11 GMT -5
Goldheart nodded and meowed grievly,"An old friend of Beatrice's has died."
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Sept 4, 2005 21:06:56 GMT -5
Duke eyes shone with sympathy. "Oh...how horrible!", he meowed.
Stormy came back and greeted her dad with a lick.
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Post by goldheart on Sept 4, 2005 21:12:49 GMT -5
"Yes, she died giving birth to our kit," he meowed quietly.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 5, 2005 15:27:25 GMT -5
Beatrice walked over to the others. She had only heard the last bit of the conversation, but knew imediatly what had happened. "No! It's not true, you're just joking," she said desprately, though it was obvios that he was being truthful.
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Post by goldheart on Sept 5, 2005 15:44:31 GMT -5
"Beatrice, I'm so sorry," Goldheart meowed sadly.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 5, 2005 15:59:27 GMT -5
"I can't believe this happened. You must be so sad," she said, with simpathy and sadness in her voice.
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Post by goldheart on Sept 5, 2005 15:59:56 GMT -5
"Our kit's alive though," he meowed.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 5, 2005 16:04:41 GMT -5
OOC: I can either come or u can go get me.
"Can I meet it?" asked beatrice.
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Post by goldheart on Sept 5, 2005 16:08:54 GMT -5
"No, he's in WindClan. I gave him to Kashpaw and he promised not to tell him about his past, so that means he can't see you," he meowed lowering his head with shame.
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Post by goldheart on Sept 5, 2005 16:09:56 GMT -5
"But his name's Lonekit," he meowed gazing into the future imagining his son with hard rock muscles like him and his mother's hot blue eyes and agility.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 5, 2005 16:25:20 GMT -5
"that's a... a nice name." said Beatrice. And a sad one she said to herself.
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Post by goldheart on Sept 5, 2005 16:30:06 GMT -5
"He'll be a great warrior like I was with rock hard muscles and his mother's hot blue eyes ad agility," he meowed fondly.
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Post by goldheart on Sept 5, 2005 16:30:48 GMT -5
OOC: he used to be a windclan warrior but he became a warrior
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