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Post by Dagger on Jan 8, 2007 20:52:13 GMT -5
Golden optics eyed the other she-cat, now known as Tigerstripe, as Wolfstar spoke to her. Again, no emotion showed on his features. Looking back to the leader, he nodded slightly after hearing her words to him. He instantly stood, keeping his silence as he turned gracefully and pranced away, not paying attention when he heard Wolfstar meowing something to the medicine cat. As he moved, his paws made very little sound, for he'd trained himself at a young age to be stealthy- and he even moved on his sore paw as if nothing was wrong. As before, he had a high-tolerance for pain, and easily numbed it with his mind. Without a word and very little sound at all, he pranced into shadow toward Wolfstar's den as she'd asked. [/size][/color][/center]
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