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Post by `` chick on Nov 15, 2011 20:23:51 GMT -5
ooc| We need to get this place rolling!
ic| Enchantedpaw, awoken by the sound of a bee in her ear, flicked a tail irritated. Why can't these damn insects leave me alone? A flicker of annoyance crossed her face. She stood up, wiping snow and moss from her white pelt before crossing the RiverClan clearing, towards the fresh-kill pile. |
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Post by Symbol on Nov 16, 2011 12:12:53 GMT -5
> YUH. >XD
Willownight, deputy of Riverclan had came padding towards the Echantedpaw as she was near the Fresh-kill pile. She had pasted her as she hadf glanced at the prey. She had picked herself a vole and smiled at the apprentice. "Good morning." She purred softly. |
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Post by `` chick on Nov 16, 2011 16:43:01 GMT -5
Enchantedpaw scowled when she heard pawsteps behind her. After she realized it was the deputy, her expression lightened up. "Oh, Willownight. I thought you were...someone else."
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Post by Toadstool on Nov 16, 2011 17:10:21 GMT -5
The pure white warrior took slow steps as she walked within RiverClans camp. She was quite bored, for there had been no action since her time of Leadership had began. Though she supposed it was a good thing that there had been no sickness and no death within the Clan, and no attacks from the other Clan, it was still dull to sit around and just wait for something amusing to happen in her life. But being leader, she could no longer go on the adventures she had as an apprentice. She couldn't just leave and come back the next day without causing panic among the Clan any more. Chancestar sighed, dropping to the ground and staring at the cats walking around in the camp.
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Post by `` chick on Nov 16, 2011 18:12:05 GMT -5
"Chancestar." Enchantedpaw dipped her head slightly down to acknowledge her leader. Flicking another bee, her thoughts wandered. What the hell? Why are there so many damn bugs? It's leaf-bare!
Pushing her frustrated thoughts away, the white she-cat cleared her throat. "I was just going to...um...get some Fresh-kill." In truth, Enchantedpaw was quite frightened by Chancestar's position. Actually, she had always been that way.
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Post by Symbol on Nov 17, 2011 9:25:52 GMT -5
Willownight had nopticed her movements as she had shoke her head softly. "That might be a good idea," She had nodded, looking at the fresh-kill pile then at Chancestar. She took a bite of her prey that she had took from the pile. |
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Post by `` chick on Nov 17, 2011 11:02:32 GMT -5
Enchantedpaw nodded silently, picking out a scrawny mouse. She wanted Chancestar to have the best piece.
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Post by Toadstool on Nov 19, 2011 20:46:40 GMT -5
Lifting her head, Chancestar nodded warmly at the approaching apprentice. "Hello, Enchantedpaw." She mewed calmly, her tail flicking lightly as she spoke.
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