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Post by Storm on Jun 22, 2011 16:23:18 GMT -5
Shadowclaw flicked his ear. "Yeah..that's exactly what I think." he muttered under his breath. Clearing his throat, he turned towards his patrol. "Let's patrol the DarkClan border and then head back to camp, it's almost sunhigh." he instructed. Shadowclaw turned and started along the DarkClan border once more.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 22, 2011 16:44:45 GMT -5
Owlscream followed Shadowclaw, still holding her crow in her mouth. "I think I'll asked Hawkstar about getting me an apprentice." Owlscream told herself. She hadn't had an apprentice yet, and it was about time she got one.
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Post by Storm on Jun 22, 2011 17:03:56 GMT -5
Runningleap started aong the DarkClan border once more, marking his scent now and then. After walking and marking scents for what seemed like a moon, they finally reached the end of the border. Runningleap sighed in relief. "I guess we can go back now, right?" he grunted, trying not to show his eagerness. He wanted to get back to Amberpelt, have a friendly conversation.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 22, 2011 17:06:27 GMT -5
"Sure, what ever." Owlscream mumbled though her crow. She turned around, and started walking towards camp. "If you want to see your girlfriend, hurry up Runningleap!" Owlscream throw the words over her shoulder, careful not to drop her crow.
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Post by Storm on Jun 22, 2011 17:30:00 GMT -5
Runningleap ignored Owlscream's stupid words and continued deeper into TreeClan territory, heading for camp. His paw throbbed slightly, but he ignored the pain. After slowly walking through the forest, Runningleap reached the familiar barrier of brambles and ferns outlining the camp. He scrambled through the camp entrance and disappeared through the ferns and thickets that enclosed him.
(camp)
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 22, 2011 19:11:00 GMT -5
Owlscream rolled her blue eyes, and walked into camp. She made sure her crow didn't get scracthed by the thorns.
((LAME))
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Post by Storm on Jun 22, 2011 19:36:09 GMT -5
Shadowclaw shook his head, before dqueezing through the camp entrance, thorns tugging at his fur.
(camp)
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 27, 2011 15:18:15 GMT -5
Venomsnake walked though the entrance as if he couldn't feel the sharp thorns tugging at his black pelt at all. Settling down near a tree, he waited for Amberpelt to get her slow tail out from the barrior.
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Post by Storm on Jun 27, 2011 19:25:53 GMT -5
Squeezing through the thorns and brmables, Amberpelt finally emerged from the greenery, her fur ruffled with leaves. Shaking them off, she turned towards Venomsnake. "Ready?" she asked, her whiskers twitching.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 27, 2011 19:32:57 GMT -5
"Yes, if you can keep up." Venomsnake said, his eyes icey cold. He stalked off into the undergrowth, crushing any plant he stepped on.
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