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    Oh joy. Training. Hunting. Fighting. Speaking. Ugh, Articpaw just wanted to roll over and fall asleep. That was normal for her right now though, expecting three toms' kits. Just wonderful. Hurrah.




    Standing up, Articpaw eventually got out of the nursery and padded towards where she thought she could smell Rowanfur. He was her mentor, because Solarite was a apprentice now. Boy, was that funny to her. Heh heh! "Hello. What are we doing today?" she attempted to ask telepathically. Annoy you, she thought to herself. She was bored, why not? She couldn't get demoted to a kit, that would just be strange. Expecting kits when you were a kit. Nuh uh.




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    OOC:
    Articpaw didn't hear nor understand him at all. Because he was behind her. Just typical. Trying to use her telepathy, she aimed to speak to him using her power, trying to find out where he was at the same time. "Hi Rowanbreeze. Where are you?" she spoke aloud at the same time, in case I didn't work.
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    Whipping around, Arty turned to see her mentor. "Hi," she mewed, embarrassed. Even being mute would be better than not hearing. Ugh.




    OOC:
    Nah, it's fine. She can just read his mind, with your permission :)
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    "It's fine," she replied, her fur flattening down. "What are we doing first?"




    OOC:
    Muselossitis




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    //on my kindle right this moment and the dumb thing don't let me scroll on fancy posts. I should be back on my ipod in the afternoon though, since I have school xD


    "You been around the territory yet?" he asked.


    [if I was whiteberry, i woulda said went "*pokes muse with a stick* yep, its dead *runs and hides*"]

    OOC: TA da! For all your Kindle-Reading needs!


    "A little, not all of it. Mostly by the lake," Articpaw replied, licking her paw than wiping her ear quickly.