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    I don't care unless its a big part. If its just saying I went hunting then that's fine :)

    Ok how wants to write next?

    I gtg :)

    Same Marmar idk what to write :(

    Bye Ivystorm!

    Anyone want to keep writing?

    Stupid writers block :(

    Lol

    As Riversong and Moonstream hunted Riversong half heartedly cooked a fish with a blast of fire. Moonstream stared at her and Rversong smiled at her best friend.
    "It's much better cooked, try it!"

    Eh hem this would be your que Ivystorm.:)

    I know! I know!


    Moonstream looked at her dubiously. But she sighed and leaned forward, grazing her tongue across it curiously. She couldn't taste the fish, just this weird burnt taste. She winced but took a bite anyways, chewing slowly. Her blue eyes widened in surprise, and she nudged her uncooked trout towards Riversong.
    "Could you do that to mine?" She begged.

    Riversong grinned at her friends pleasure.
    "Of course!" She answered as she cooked the fish. "Fireclan eats their pray this way but in my opinion fish is the best when it's cooked. To bad they don't eat fish!"

    Riversong and Moonstream headed into the woods and Riversong showed her cooked mouse, sparrow, and squirrel.

    Anyone want to continue??

    Sure :)


    "I don't think I'm king to need prey for a moon," Moonstream sighed, licking her lips. She turned to her friend, blinking her sky blue eyes.
    "Hey Riversong?" She asked.

    "Yeah what is it?" Riversong asked looking at her friend expectantly.

    tricklestar stretched in the daylight and padded into camp. her mind racing through thoughts she dove into the lake for a fish and came up with three clapsed in her maw. she dropped them on the freshkill pile