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Post by .Whitey. on Jun 3, 2008 10:36:50 GMT -5
OOC: I'm killing off my character Echoriver, I never use her. [R.i.P Echo x]
The moon shone high about Sunningrocks. Echoriver sighed sadly, from here, she could see all three territories belonging to Thunderclan, Windclan and ShadowClan. Except, ShadowClan didn't have the passion and courage it did when it was created all those seasons ago. more to the fact that wasn't ShadowClan anymore, it was the "New" ShadowClan. Her claws flexed angrily, how she'd would have liked to have gotten her claws into their fur.
She was at least nearing 65 moons probably one of the oldest in the clan, Echoriver yawned. Her pale old fluffy face tattered and run down. That was the penalty of old age. Echoriver felt her paws dwindle slightly, she lay down, in the bed she'd made before hand nothing much for a final sleep.
She remembered when she had been an apprentice, vowing that she'd become a Clan Leader, as a young warrior she had her eyes set on a different goal, protecting the Clan and finding a mate. Both of the things she'd achieved but neither brought anything special. Echoriver sighed once a relaxed, happy sigh and then all went black...
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