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Post by Battledream on Feb 20, 2007 2:26:10 GMT -5
“The young warrior has the proper idea. Let us return with this freshkill.”
Battledream flicked her tail, giving Amara a very rare smile, before she gathered a majority of the freshkill she had gathered. Another flick, beckoning her apprentice to follow, and the massive she-cat headed right towards camp. [Main Camp she goooooes!] |
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Post by Shadow Spirit on Feb 20, 2007 22:19:57 GMT -5
Shadowstreak caught two more voles before she noticed the others were leaving. She'd been so focused on her prey, that she'd neglected to watch her fellows. In no rush to be left behind, she gathered up her voles and thrush and beat it after Rustshade and the others. Her heart sped up as she thought that with war on the horizon, there was every chance that she might never come home again. OOC: To main camp again. |
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Post by nymara on Feb 25, 2007 15:10:01 GMT -5
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