Somewhere over the rainbow // Open, rejoining.

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    Well, she was back, whoo! With more scars on her pelt though. Being deaf was difficult. In fact, there was one point where she was close to death, but luckily she hadn't gone to StarClan yet. Hello? Arty called out telepathically.




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    Hearing a voice in his head, the apprentice diverted his gaze, trying to find the source. That has to be Arcticpaw! he thought excitedly, having not heard the she-cat's voice for sometime. But she may have gotten her name... He wasn't sure, since his role player was not active on this site for nearly a month and was still catching up.


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    Abby had also been inactive for like a month- so Abby had just given her her name OOCly. Hey look, Icepaw! Was he still MCA? Hey Icepaw! How are you? she attempted to send towards his mind.




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    Articfrost bounded over, waving her tail so he could see her.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify][size=8]A voice suddenly rampaged through Tearcrescent's thoughts. At first, she thought she was being possessed, but she then suddenly recognised the voice. Arcticpaw! She hurried over to where Icepaw was, looking bewildered. "You heard her, didn't you?" Tearcrescent asked, referring to the deaf apprentice.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 7pt;]Sola once again possessed his daughter- being a protective- and naughty- spirit of Skyclan, and ran over. "ARTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!" Sola yelled from his daughter's body. Then he stopped, and flicked his tail. "I died.".

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    Wha? Art, of course, couldn't hear a word he said. Trying to read his lips, all she could figure out was AARRRRT. Why was she saying art? (From what she could smell, he was a female.) It suddenly dawned in her that it was her name. She didn't remember meeting this person though. I'm Articfrost. Have we met? she thought.




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    Flowerpaw watched from the bushes, curious about this cat who didn't seem to hear a word any cat said. She was about to say something when she saw a flash of russet fur. Fox! She lept out of the bushes, yowling urgently to warn the other cats. "Run! Fox!" she yowled, but only starclan would know if the cat who couldn't hear would know what was happening......

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    Articfrost waved her tails towards the cats that had just arrived in greeting, before looking at the yelling apprentice curiously, trying to figure out what she was saying. The sudden scent of a fox hit her nose, and she spun around, trying to locate it by sight and smell. Her blue eyes widened in alarm, before hissing. Flapjacks. Stinking foxes!




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    "Ugh, what's that sme- Uh oh." Tearcrescent didn't need any more clues to know, from the look on Flowerpaw's face, that there was an enemy in the territory. And judging by how horrified she was, the warrior guessed it was a vicious fox. "Yeah, uh, hey Northern. There's a fox somewhere, so keep your guard. AND, Articpaw has returned, but I don't know where she is exactly."

    [justify]"A fox?" Northernvoyage growled, unsheathing her claws, just in case. "Okay. Thank you for telling me." She didn't hear what else Tearcrescent said, as she began to look around for the fox, just in case.[/justify]

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    Arcticfrost, having read Tearcrescent's lips, was annoyed at this. But she shrugged it off and focused on Northern instead. Why had she ignored Tearcrescent's comment about her? Was it because of the fox, or was it something else? Art frowned and glanced around for the fox again, her blue eyes narrowed.




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