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Post by Nightshade on Sept 29, 2007 21:07:36 GMT -4
A gray-black and white patched elder scented many cats above her. She gazed upwards and scarmbled up the tree. She wheezed as she reached the top and sat down and looked at her scenery.
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Post by Trueheart on Sept 30, 2007 10:49:16 GMT -4
Riddlefoot was keeping watch by the nursery wall, Blossomkit(forestkit's new name) curled asleep next to her. "who are you," she meowed watching the elderly cat.
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Post by Starrunner on Sept 30, 2007 15:58:43 GMT -4
Skylark walked out of his den and looked at the elderly cat.
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Post by Trueheart on Sept 30, 2007 16:20:43 GMT -4
( )
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Post by Starrunner on Sept 30, 2007 17:45:19 GMT -4
(What?)
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Post by Trueheart on Sept 30, 2007 18:14:35 GMT -4
(isn't he still at the battle?)
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Post by Starrunner on Sept 30, 2007 18:39:31 GMT -4
(This is after)
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Post by Trueheart on Sept 30, 2007 18:48:26 GMT -4
(oh ok)
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Post by windsong on Sept 30, 2007 18:50:02 GMT -4
Icefire slipped stiffly out of her den. She padded over to the new cat, a slight limp in her step from the battle. But, still she held her head high and watched calmly.
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Post by Nightshade on Sept 30, 2007 19:33:24 GMT -4
The she-cat looked around for Stag. "Maddie my name is, I have traveld long. Stag is here, is he not?" She rested her old bones and her tail carried out a steady beat of flicks.
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Post by Starrunner on Oct 1, 2007 8:07:48 GMT -4
"Maddie!" swandance cryed as she ran out of the med.cat den and licked the elderly cats shoulder in respect.
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Post by Nightshade on Oct 1, 2007 19:57:50 GMT -4
Maddie, "Swandance, many time I have thought of you!" She looked at her eyes troubled. "Stag?"
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Post by Starrunner on Oct 2, 2007 17:24:47 GMT -4
"He will be back soon! Come and see Fawn's kits!" she purred and placed her tail on madies back
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Post by Nightshade on Oct 2, 2007 18:16:48 GMT -4
Maddie rose to her paws and nodded, she glanced around and sorted out the scent of kits. Despite her age she moved nimbly across the camp and into the nursery. She gazed down a four beautiful kits nuzling their mother.
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Post by windsong on Oct 2, 2007 20:57:19 GMT -4
Icefire bristled as she thought of Stag. He had been gone for a day now and she was beginning to doubt he would be back... oh well, better not say that out loud. She told herself and sat down.
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