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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 8, 2014 3:15:02 GMT
(15 i think)
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Post by Horselover on Sept 8, 2014 3:48:31 GMT
"Lets play the number game," he called to the group. "Try to count to 15 without signals or saying the same number. One!"
"Two!" The two kits called in unison.
He scowled. "Again. One!"
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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 8, 2014 3:59:35 GMT
Whispey waited until the number 4 came up. Then she would POUNCE.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 8, 2014 23:12:24 GMT
What a surprise.... Dahliaheart called out, "two!" For the kits amusement.
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Post by Horselover on Sept 8, 2014 23:30:40 GMT
"Three!" one called.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 8, 2014 23:31:44 GMT
Spotty waited for Whispey to say four. Dahliaheart waited.
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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 9, 2014 2:44:34 GMT
Whistlepaw sighed and muttered, "four," though Whispey wished that she had a cheerful character so they could say it lovingly. So just for the heck of it, Whispey said aloud, "four," very lovingly. She suddenly wished she had Divergent with her so that she could read it again. But it was not to be. Whispey also SCREAMED her thanks to Spotty for waiting.
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Post by Horselover on Sept 9, 2014 3:05:23 GMT
"Five!" Mav said excitedly.
"Six!" the two kits screamed. Mav glared at them again.
"Good job guys! Again!"
"One!" the light brown one said.
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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 9, 2014 3:19:35 GMT
Right as Whistlepaw muttered, "two," Silence also mewed (but much more happily than Whistlepaw) "two." Whistlepaw glared at him, hatred sparking in her once kind blue eyes. He shrugged, as if to say, 'sorry, but its not really that big of a deal' then took a few steps away from the she-cat.
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Post by Horselover on Sept 9, 2014 3:21:01 GMT
"One."
"Two!"
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 9, 2014 3:22:06 GMT
"Three," Dahliaheart called out quickly.
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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 9, 2014 3:29:24 GMT
"Four," Silence sighed lovingly, looking at Luminositysoal. Whispey had finally discovered a way to work it out PERFECTLY.
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Post by Horselover on Sept 9, 2014 3:41:44 GMT
"Five!" the dark brown tom said. He glared at the kits, and they had a silent stare off. Finally, one opened his mouth. "Six."
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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 9, 2014 3:47:33 GMT
"Seven," chirped Whistelpaw immediately, growing to like the game. A serious, almost angry look was no longer upon her features, but now a normal, with a hint of kind, expression settled itself on her face.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 9, 2014 3:48:37 GMT
"Eight," Dahliaheart chirped happily.
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