Is this what it's like to feel нαтed? (She-cats please!)

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    [shadow=blue,left]~Death...[/shadow]


    It's a part of life.


    [size=9pt]OOC: Jump right in! :D


    IC: Smoke filled the brown tabby's lungs. He couched and inhaled the acrid stench, flinching every time he breathed. "Stormywind!" He choked out, glancing around for his mate. "She hunts with StarClan now..." a grief-stricken voice murmured into his ear. "Fallenleaf?" The tabby tom turned to his sister. "Is she...?" He watched as the she-cat nodded sadly. The tom raised his muzzle to the air with a loud wail. "She was going to have our kits! We were going to be leader and deputy some day! Why!?"


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    [shadow=blue,left]...Squirrely~[/shadow]

    [shadow=blue,left]~Death...[/shadow]


    It's a part of life.


    [size=9pt]OOC: Jump right in! :D


    IC: Oak turned and charged out of camp, followed closely by his sister.


    "There's nobody left!" The small dappled she-cat meowed. "Now all we have to worry about is ourselves. Come on, lets get outta here!" She turned and raced toward their clanmates.


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    [shadow=blue,left]...Squirrely~[/shadow]