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In Camp
Dec 29, 2006 23:03:03 GMT -5
Post by Spottedstorm on Dec 29, 2006 23:03:03 GMT -5
Spottedstorm put her nose back in Azuregaze's fur, she was begining to smell the death in it. "Farewell Azuregaze," she meowed mournfully then she stood up and stretched in the cold light of dawn and looked around for Shinningstream to see if she was needed for any patrols.
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In Camp
Dec 29, 2006 23:07:35 GMT -5
Post by Willowstar on Dec 29, 2006 23:07:35 GMT -5
Sharkfang nodded pleasurably, but faultered when her remembered that Wolfbane was out on a hunt with a few other cats. "Shiningstream, I'd love to but Wolfbane is hunting with a few others. They will probably take until sunhigh." he looked at her once more. "You should probably go without me, Snakestar would want the patrol sent out right away." Some odd feeling welled in his throat; it felt like he and Shiningstream were being torn apart, but he knew for certain that they'd be back by sundown.
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In Camp
Dec 30, 2006 12:15:59 GMT -5
Post by Shiningstream on Dec 30, 2006 12:15:59 GMT -5
Shiningstream nodded solemnly, licking his cheek in farewell. "I'll be back." The tortoiseshell trotted out into the middle of camp, burying her face briefly in Azuregaze's fur. Good bye my dear friend... she thought. Tearing herself away from the dead cat, she called to Spottedstorm and Foxfur. "You too, let's go. We're going for a quick hunting patrol," she explained, sighing to herself at the exhaustiong of the day.
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In Camp
Dec 30, 2006 22:44:52 GMT -5
Post by Spottedstorm on Dec 30, 2006 22:44:52 GMT -5
Spottedstorm quickly followed Shinningstream out of the camp. "Where are we going?" she meowed to Shinningstream.
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In Camp
Dec 31, 2006 11:18:24 GMT -5
Post by Shiningstream on Dec 31, 2006 11:18:24 GMT -5
"Near the stream," she explained, irritably flicking her tail to Foxfur. "The Clan needs food, that much I know. With Sharkfang on guard, the camp is well protected."
(((Continue in the Gusty Stones in "Hunting Patrol:)))
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In Camp
Jan 5, 2007 23:10:57 GMT -5
Post by Spottedstorm on Jan 5, 2007 23:10:57 GMT -5
Spottedstorm was the first of the patrol to trot quickly into the camp. She padded over to Sharkfang, who was guarding Ripred, "I hope you haven't had any trouble" she meowed, indicating to that filthy excuse for a cat in the prizon den.
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In Camp
Jan 6, 2007 13:06:52 GMT -5
Post by Willowstar on Jan 6, 2007 13:06:52 GMT -5
Sharkfang's gaze drew away from the two NightClan warriors. "Spottedstorm, I wouldn't mind a little help." He said referring to Ripred and Fierceblood.
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In Camp
Jan 6, 2007 15:24:27 GMT -5
Post by Shiningstream on Jan 6, 2007 15:24:27 GMT -5
Shiningstream quickly bounded over, hearing the conflict and obviously happy to see Sharkfang. "What happened?" The tortoiseshell turned to see Ripred and another Nightclanner, each with scents that reaked of death. Her eyes were chips of yellow ice, already extinguishing the calmness in her posture.
(((Should we continue in the other post?)))
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In Camp
Jan 6, 2007 16:52:49 GMT -5
Post by Willowstar on Jan 6, 2007 16:52:49 GMT -5
Yeah.
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In Camp
Jan 6, 2007 22:45:54 GMT -5
Post by Spottedstorm on Jan 6, 2007 22:45:54 GMT -5
Spottedstorm looked at Sharkfang in puzzlement, "Where'd that one come from?" she meowed, indicating to Fierceblood.
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