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Post by §Wildheart§ on Sept 13, 2009 14:19:22 GMT -5
She stretched and let the bright sunlight warm her pelt. The tortoieshell splashes on her white pelt shone through the undergrowth like flowers.
Wildstar led her border patrol towards the Berry Patch. It was sunhigh, and she had volunteered to lead a patrol, since she had had nothing better to do that day.
It was steaming in the camp; it was mid greenleaf, and the temperature was very high.
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Post by ---->Sly-gaze-<---- on Oct 9, 2009 17:36:05 GMT -5
The newly made warrior, Rushinghawk padded at the back of the patrol led by Wildstar. His dark tabby fur puffed out in anticipation, it was always fun going on patrols! He was actually surprised Wildstar had picked him to go, him[/] of all cats!
The tom couldn't see Wildstar, but knew she was at the front, the other warriors had all gathered behind her, but some were spread around so all sides were attended.
it sure is a hot day! He thought, his heavy fur feeling like dead weight. His bright green eyes roamed around the forest, wondering if any prey was about. His tail twitched as he padded onward, not noticing the cat infront of him.
"oof!" he mewed as he ran into the flank of someone. "Sorry.." He mrrowed quickly, eyes wide. |
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Post by §Wildheart§ on Oct 17, 2009 11:28:14 GMT -5
Wildstar looked back as she heard the warrior's voice. Rushinghawk. A new warrior, Rushinghawk was very brave, but often brash.
"Everything all right, Rushinghawk?"
The hot sun scorched her pelt, and she wished that they were going towards the stream instead of the Berry Patch, so she could cool down her aching dry paws.
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