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Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Oct 16, 2007 22:49:45 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Robinpaw looked through the piles of herbs, quizzing himself. "Chamomile, Dock Leaves, Burdock root... Is that.. Yep, thats definetly mouse bile." The spotted brown tom wrinkled his nose in discust. "Nasty stuff." He said softly and turned. He was shy and hoped no one had heard him practicing.[/glow]
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Post by cherri306 on Oct 17, 2007 19:44:12 GMT -5
Wheatfur, feeling a little bored, walked to Robinpaw. He seemed to be studying hard, and she didn't want to mess him up. But she wanted some company... "Hey, Robinpaw!" She greeted as she entered.
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Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Oct 19, 2007 17:59:36 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Robinpaw looked up, startled. "Hello, Wheatfur." He mewed softly. "Is something the matter?" The tom asked. He cocked his head, wondering if she felt sick or something similar.[/glow]
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