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Post by moonkit on Jun 6, 2006 19:22:49 GMT -5
Moonkit suddenly found herself falling into a patch of deep-green grass. She scrambled up onto feet and scraped the ground as she began to run in fear. Every fews leaps Moonkit looked back to see if the terrifying fox still followed her. Subsequent to almost to five minutes of sprinting she came upon a spilt path. She quickly stopped for no more than a moment. Then she leapt to to the left path. Out of breath now she looked back and realized her predator no longer pursued her. A small smile wrinkled onto the young cat's face. She stoped herself and decided she needed to find water, and now, or else she might faint. She heard the roar of a waterfall in the distance mingled with other cat scents. I guess I'd better head towards the sound of water. Thats what mama always told me to do, she thought to herself. She started toward the distant, this pacing herself.
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Post by Whisperstar on Jun 8, 2006 1:07:46 GMT -5
Whisperstar paced quickly toward the borders. She had smelt the fox. She had smelt the kitten. Her whiskeres twitched as she finally came over the rise to see the kit travelling north toward the Camp. She smiled slightly to herself, as instinct always took over most visiting cats. She flicked her tailtip in the air as she meowed out to the kit.
"You are safe now in the MistClan boundaries, kit. I am Whisperstar, leader of MistClan, which is the Clan that starts from the edge of that meadow all the way to the waterfalls' cliffs. What brings you to the borders, besides that fox?"
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