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Post by windsong on Feb 28, 2008 20:55:53 GMT -4
Darkpaw gave a little bounce and followed.
Whitedeath's eyes flashed and she murmured something to her apprentice. Mysticpaw nodded her head, understanding, and padded out of camp. Whitedeath slipped out the back.
Darkmoon gave them one last glance and then padded over to Darkriver. She rubbed her head under his chin and purred, "Viciousstar does not danger the kits." she told him quietly, "You will have to face this battle alone." she looked into his eyes, her own icey blue eyes full of trust and love.
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