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Post by Snowstar on Jun 4, 2006 10:20:59 GMT -5
{From Main Camp}
Snowstripe quietly padded between the lean stalks of grass out in the small field. Her mission was to collect food for the newcomers, and the Clan in general. Her sage eyes stared about, gleaming in the dark as she darted silently towards a rock. Two field mice were set to work, collecting grass for their home. With one silent leap she had them both under her massive paws.
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Post by Snowstar on Jun 9, 2006 20:07:28 GMT -5
{To main camp}
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