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Post by autumnleaf on Sept 6, 2007 20:46:13 GMT -5
A dark gray she-cat sat in the grassy meadow. It was silent except for the crickets chirping their midnight songs. A warm breeze rustled the tall grass and silverpelt shined bright tonight. The she-cat's yellow eyes glistened bright and proudly. Her long gray tail was wrapped neatly around her delicate paws as she just sat, staring up at Starclan. It was Wolfeyes, a proud and beautiful warrior of Thunderclan.
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Post by *Nimbles* on Sept 8, 2007 10:34:59 GMT -5
Smokefur padded up beside Wolfeyes and smiled at her. He flicked his own grey and white speckled tail and silently watched the sky. Bands of pink and gold ebbed across the sky as the sun set and darkness took hold. He grinned, his grey fur glowing blue in the moonlight. "Hello," he whispered gently.
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Post by autumnleaf on Sept 11, 2007 19:04:17 GMT -5
Wolfeyes continued to watch Starclan. "Oh, hi Smokefur," she mewed softly, looking away from the stars and straight at him. She shifted her paws into a comfortable position. "Is everything alright?" she asked, not saying that he looked dissapointed or anything, she just wanted to know why he was out here.
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Post by *Nimbles* on Sept 15, 2007 8:09:27 GMT -5
"I'm fine, just wanted a walk. You?" he asked softly. His dense grey fur bristled slightly around his shoulders as he looked over at the RiverClan side of the border. Was his sister still thinking of him?
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