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Post by dewleaf on Jun 17, 2006 12:53:35 GMT -5
A petite, long limbed she-cat padded curiously through the many, maze-like tree's of the territory. Her eyes, one blue , and one green,stared at almost every tree. Glancing up more than once, due to the strong smell of cats from above. Her pink nose scrunched up as she loked down to what she knew as a boundry line. Her mothers clan had one. It forbidded others to cross it. Dew, Whom properly would be knwon as Dewpaw, stared down at it, with the bi-colored eyes. "Would I cross it?" She asked her mind, quizzing it as if it should know the answers. The young she-cat stood and looked past the boundry.Perhaps a patrol would come and find the loner. Offer her a place in their clan. Have a family.Be loved. Like back in her kithood. Shutting her eyes, the breeze wafted her into a transe, of her past. The warm scent of horsetail and coltsfoot. Catnip and Juniperberries. She'd goenw up around the herbs, do to her mother, Bristleclaw, and knew them and their secrets like the back of her paw. Maybe she would be a help for this clan. Reopening her strange eye she stared past the thick scent marking with a longing.
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Post by Amberstar on Jul 3, 2006 21:20:07 GMT -5
Amberstar. Oh how this cat lived up to her name? Her amber-red coat was dappled by the thin streams of light that flourished between the deep green leaves above, the reason why Treeclan was named so. She was indeed patrolling, however alone. She scented the she-cat from several tail lengths away, and came to investigate. Her tail flicked in simple greeting before she sat down before the she-cat. State your name and business here. She said calmly, her tail swaying gently.
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