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  • this is gospel for the vagabonds
    [size=30pt][shadow=black,left]DogwoodClan[/shadow][/size]
    ne'er-do-wells and insufferable bastards


    [shadow=black,left]where we live[/shadow]


    [shadow=black,left]cats of the clan[/shadow]


    [shadow=black,left]mentors, mates & crushes[/shadow]


    [shadow=black,left]guidelines[/shadow]


    [shadow=black,left]what's going on right now[/shadow]


    [shadow=black,left]important links[/shadow]

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  • Russetstar heard Willowfur going through her herb stores- she seemed to be the only cat awake. The ginger tabby leaped from her den and padded over to Willowfur's den. "Hello!" she greeted the medicine cat.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: cursive; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -1px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]We have a lot in common[/fancypost]


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    [align=center]I pitted them against each other,
    but not until they set aside their differences did I see the true power they all share deep inside.
    I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant;
    it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are.





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    Yellowfur walked out of the nursery. She was excited for her kits, because she was lonely, and they were her first litter. She walked over to the medicine cat den and bowed her head to Russetstar. "Good morning," she greeted.
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    [color=beige]We do have a lot in common.
    The same air, the same Earth, the same sky.
    Maybe if we started looking at
    what's the same instead of
    always looking at what's different,
    ...well, who knows?




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  • Russetstar turned to Yellowfur and dipped her head. "Greetings." she purred. She could tell that the queen was excited for her first litter, and the excitement was almost contagious. "How are you?" the leader asked, since there was nothing else to do. Normally she would be getting patrols ready, but there were no warriors, or even a deputy at the moment. And there was no way Russetstar was forcing a queen and a medicine cat to do warrior duties.

  • [glow=black,2,300] Cloudfoot stretched her back as she woke up, her eyes had dirt around them so licked her paw and swiped it over her face. She hated being groggy, and she especially hated mornings, nothing happened, and they always started with her having to wake up. Cloudfoot padded out of the den and over to the fresh kill pile, which looked pitiful, so she ate her mouse quickly and waited for someone to arrange a patrol. [size=3pt][/size][/glow]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: cursive; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -1px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]We have a lot in common[/fancypost]


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    [align=center]I pitted them against each other,
    but not until they set aside their differences did I see the true power they all share deep inside.
    I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant;
    it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are.





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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=white; border-radius: 7em; radius: 500px; overflow: auto; width: 160px; height: 150px; opacity: .80;][align=center][font=timesnewroman]ι[color=#775400]c~[color=black]
    "Fine," Yellowfur replied. "I was going to ask Willowfur about my kits. It's close to their due date." As if on cue, a slight kick occurred in Yellowfur's stomach. Yellowfur licked her belly and purred. "I hope they will be healthy," she commented.
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    [color=beige]We do have a lot in common.
    The same air, the same Earth, the same sky.
    Maybe if we started looking at
    what's the same instead of
    always looking at what's different,
    ...well, who knows?




    [fancyimage]http://media.pldh.net/pokemon/gen3/rusa_action/150.gif[/fancyimage][fancyimage]http://media.pldh.net/pokemon/gen3/rusa_action/151.gif[/fancyimage]
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    "Of course." Russetstar dipped her head to Yellowfur politely and left the den. Spotting Cloudfoot at the fresh-kill pile, the ginger tabby padded over to join the warrior. "Would you like to go hunting?" Russetstar asked, glancing at the meager amount of prey in the pile.

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    Cloudfoot nodded her head, "That'd be good," She nodded and then added quietly "don't want to stay here being useless." Cloudfoot yawned and stood up, looking at Russetstar "Where do you want to go?" [size=1pt][/size][/glow]

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    Russetstar flicked her tail. "I was thinking about hunting by the river." she suggested. Today she was feeling like fish- it was her favorite type of prey. Leaving Willowfur and Yellowfur to have their conversation, Russetstar headed out of the camp and turned to wait for Cloudfoot. Gray clouds loomed in the distance, the leader noticed. I hope we don't get rained on.

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    "I hate fish, but sure." Cloudfoot laughed, walking over next to Russetfur. Fish was slim[e?]y, and when she tried to kill a fish, the thing would stare at her, with it having no eyelids. Cloudfoot coughed and continued on, covering her grimace with a smile. [size=1pt][/size][/glow]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: cursive; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -1px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]We have a lot in common[/fancypost]


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    [align=center]I pitted them against each other,
    but not until they set aside their differences did I see the true power they all share deep inside.
    I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant;
    it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are.





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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=white; border-radius: 7em; radius: 500px; overflow: auto; width: 160px; height: 150px; opacity: .80;][align=center][font=timesnewroman]ι[color=#775400]c~[color=black]
    Yellowfur turned to Willowfur. "I came to ask about my kits," she replied. "I believe they're ready to come.." A painful kick occurred in Yellowfur's stomach. "What do you think?" she asked. She couldn't wait for her kits, but she wasn't excited for the dreaded moment of giving birth.
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    This is an all girl Clan XD Oh well, I have a good idea for Yellowfur's mate
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    [color=beige]We do have a lot in common.
    The same air, the same Earth, the same sky.
    Maybe if we started looking at
    what's the same instead of
    always looking at what's different,
    ...well, who knows?




    [fancyimage]http://media.pldh.net/pokemon/gen3/rusa_action/150.gif[/fancyimage][fancyimage]http://media.pldh.net/pokemon/gen3/rusa_action/151.gif[/fancyimage]
  • "Based on how much pain you must be going through, they are ready to be born." she hid her nervousness, she had never given birth to kits before.

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    Russetstar felt bad for a moment, but she was too stubborn to change her mind. "Okay." she set off in the direction of the river, her tail waving behind her. When she got to the river, she settled in the correct position for fishing. She looked over at Cloudfoot, then focused on the rushing water again.

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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth= 0px; width: 150px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-90deg); -o-transform: rotate(-90deg); margin-top: 75px; margin-right: -75px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right; text-shadow: 3px 2px 3px black; color: white; margin-left: -75px;]TIKKI[/fancypost] [img height=250]http://tinyurl.com/m3f78kp[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 225px; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; height: 239px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: white;]It could have been curiosity or being just plain stupid, but the kittypet known as Brendon had decided that it would be a good day to take a hike in the forest, a place where he had known for a long time that there were many cats living in, all working together to defend things. But, of course, in his own mind the idea was quite stupid, something that wouldn't last. The only cats he had ever come in contact with were rude, and didn't seem at all friendly, seemed as though they didn't have the capability of being friendly at all, really. Either way though, he was going. The dry food that his twoleg kept feeding him wasn't cutting it, for he sought out something fresher. [/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: cursive; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -1px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]We have a lot in common[/fancypost]


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    [align=center]I pitted them against each other,
    but not until they set aside their differences did I see the true power they all share deep inside.
    I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant;
    it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are.





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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=white; border-radius: 7em; radius: 500px; overflow: auto; width: 160px; height: 150px; opacity: .80;][align=center][font=timesnewroman]ι[color=#775400]c~[color=black]
    Yellowfur nodded. "Ok," she said. She padded into the medicine cat den and laid down. A ripple passed through her belly. Let's get this dreadful part over with, she thought. I may of never kitted before, but I know it's painful!
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    [color=beige]We do have a lot in common.
    The same air, the same Earth, the same sky.
    Maybe if we started looking at
    what's the same instead of
    always looking at what's different,
    ...well, who knows?




    [fancyimage]http://media.pldh.net/pokemon/gen3/rusa_action/150.gif[/fancyimage][fancyimage]http://media.pldh.net/pokemon/gen3/rusa_action/151.gif[/fancyimage]
  • "All you need to do is stay still" she mewed confidently. she brushed the queen's belly and waited for the kits to enter the world. just then the kits slid into the world.

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    After catching quite a few fish, Russetstar settled into a more comfortable position to rest. For a while she sat, gazing at her surroundings. Then her amber eyes narrowed as she picked up a scent. A very faint scent, carried from the Twolegplace by the wind, but it was a scent that didn't belong nonetheless. Russetstar leaped to her paws. "Cloudfoot," she hissed, "I think there's a kittypet on our territory." Without waiting for an answer from the warrior, Russetstar leaped across the stepping stones in the river and followed the kittypet scent.

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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth= 0px; width: 150px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-90deg); -o-transform: rotate(-90deg); margin-top: 75px; margin-right: -75px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right; text-shadow: 3px 2px 3px black; color: white; margin-left: -75px;]TIKKI[/fancypost] [img height=250]http://tinyurl.com/m3f78kp[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 225px; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; height: 239px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: white;]Knowing it wouldn't have been long before he was followed, Brendon wasn't surprised when he heard pawsteps coming towards him, though he made a mental note to pretend he hadn't heard, and continued on. Of course, they had come later than he thought they should have, but they came, nonetheless.
    As he was padding on though, he thought that, instead of walking, he should take a break, so he did. Going over to the nearest pine tree, the tomcat claws his way up, and sat on one of the branches, shaking off the pines before doing so, of course. [/fancypost]