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Post by Flamestar on Jan 14, 2007 20:39:15 GMT -5
Bloodkit purred in response.
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Post by .Sketch; on Jan 15, 2007 11:02:18 GMT -5
Atroxkit coughed neatly and curled up, staring out of the den and trying to think up a new plan.
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Post by Flamestar on Jan 15, 2007 17:53:08 GMT -5
Bloodkit closed her eyes. However, she didn't sleep. She was plotting.
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Post by .:Phoenix:. on Jan 21, 2007 18:48:17 GMT -5
Cometpaw enter the den. "Hello, Gothdelicacy," he meowed, eyeing (sp?) the two kits laying on the ground within. He carried with him a couple of juniper berries, laying them down next to the others. "You needed herbs, right? I can go get some if you want," the apprentice said. His orange fur stuck out among the common white and rare green. He kept looking suspiciously at the two kits, but never said a word of objection.
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