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Post by Willowstar on Jul 1, 2007 12:04:00 GMT -5
ooc: yes, yes. I know. My posts have been edited for a long time now tho.... Willowstar nodded and replied hurridly, "Yes, thank you for coming back. What can we do for the kit now? ...If anything..." She swung around and raced toward the disturbed murky waters.
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Post by moody on Jul 1, 2007 20:35:48 GMT -5
Seabiscuit meowed, "There are nothing we can do now. The beast already eat him awhole alive. We can only can do is dying waiting for you to decide to move once again! Cats, who agreed with me about we should move? Look at the innocent kit, he died because he live in this horrible place. We are sick and the kits are deformed. StarClan banished us for a reason. I really strongly recommend that we should move OR fight against those rogue cats. They should pay but we are weak." He paused, too weak to move on. He knows that he can't do this but he wants to. He meowed to his leader, Willowstar, "I am sorry about this. But I have to do this. Think. Think about it. The kit is our answer that why we wants to move." He walks away from his clan and go back to his den.
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Post by Windstar on Jul 3, 2007 14:10:55 GMT -5
Jay watched Seabiscuit in silence. " He is correct. That thing is ruthless; you must warn all your cats." She said bluntly to Willowstar." She raised her head, and looked directly at Willowstar. " There is your choice. Should you wish to fight, I will gladly help. Now, I must go and see who else has arrived." Flicking her tail in goodbye, she turned, and Jay padded off swiftly, determination in her stride.
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Post by Willowstar on Jul 3, 2007 23:12:59 GMT -5
Willowstar just sat in silence. They needed to move, but how could she tell her clan that she and the other leaders had no idea where to go? The worn leader made no motion to talk, for her thoughts were too painful too speak. What if this is the end of the clans? Her pelt prickled at the thought and as if to walk away from the burden of their pittiful fate, she stood and turned slowly to an isolated corner by the box she had used to address the clan.
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