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Silverfeather is recovering from a sickness, in wich she had stayed with a mystery clan and while she was there she had this stange feeling about one of the toms.
OOC: Alrighty now the toms turn to rp off this post
IC: Silverfeather Streaked across the forest and near the camp. She was over whelmed about being by herself just yet. Silverfeather ploped down by the entrence and fell into a light sleep, her Sleek fur shimmering in the sun. She shifted positions to find that there was somthing beside her "Wha?" She groaned to find a tom lying next to her.