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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2014 14:57:32 GMT
she narrowed her eyes at the sprig, a flicker of annoyance sparking within. she didn't like the way neuropaw immediately jumped in there. "i am simply monitoring your skills. decide by your self."
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Post by pineleopard on May 22, 2014 15:08:19 GMT
neuropaw winced. she shot platinum an apologetic glance. hopefully her boss wasn't too mad.
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2014 15:17:02 GMT
platinum dipped her head and flicked her tail as if to say 'no harm done'. she was grateful that neuropaw had realized and apologized.
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Post by pineleopard on May 22, 2014 15:25:25 GMT
phew. neuropaw let out a relieved breath. she was glad the silent interaction was over.
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Post by Thrushfeather on May 22, 2014 23:27:20 GMT
Foxblossum left the group, for she could smell mice. She darted toward the strong scent, but as silent as she could be. She found the mouse behind a small shed at prepared for a leap. She jumped with all her strength, but the mouse darted away. " Mouse dung!" she breathed.
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Post by nightwhisper on May 26, 2014 8:38:13 GMT
Sparkflight glided gracefully towards the group. "Mind if I join?" She mewed coolly. Normally she avoided speaking to other cats, but she wanted to hunt. And her sister made her.
Nuclearpaw watched her sister from the bushes. Sparkflight was so antisocial, and she wanted to change that. She felt a slightly guilty for torturing her older sister, but it was actually kinda funny.
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Post by Thrushfeather on May 29, 2014 0:24:30 GMT
" Ya, sure." replied Foxblossum. As long as Platinum agreed.
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Post by nightwhisper on May 29, 2014 23:09:22 GMT
Sparkflight forced a smile before gliding away to wait at the entrance to camp. While no one was looking, Nuclearpaw slipped into the Nightshade den. It was filled with the calming scent of herbs. She wished she could be here more often... (  ) |
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Post by Thrushfeather on Jun 16, 2014 2:47:34 GMT
Foxblossum could smell mice again. She stalked toward the scent.
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