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    [justify]Pockykit sat by his favorite creek, his paw dashing into the water every time he saw a small fish. The cinnamon tabby point stomped his foot on the marshy earth when he missed a fish for the twenty third time. It can't be that hard!

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    [ creeper title xD ]


    Recently she had been a bit wary of going out alone, though she was an apprentice. She didn't know why she had always seemed to be targeted by others; maybe she was worshipped by SolsticeClan, maybe Bermuda just had nothing better to do. Seeing Pocky by the river, she padded over. "Hey," Kelseypaw meowed with a smile, really hoping she didn't scare him.

    [Justify]Pocky's paw had been raised, ready for another scaly creature to fall into his trap when the newly appointed apprentice came up behind him. He placed his paw and the ground and looked up at Kelseypaw, returning the smile. "Hey, Kels. What's up?"


    [i was thinking of full house when i made this thread c:]

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    She shrugged. "Nothing much," she meowed. "I see you're busy failing." It was aimed as a joke, clearly.

    [JUSTIFY]Pockykit's shoulders slumped and he stared into the small stream of water, irritation conveyed in his eyes. "Yeah, I suck at fishing."

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    She watched the water. "I won't even bother trying. I had fish at the party, and it is not that good." Fish. One of the few things she hated. "My aunt Primpaw taught me how to hunt, like, squirrels and stuff."

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    She nodded. "So, what are you doing? Just trying to fish, I guess?" she assumed as she looked away from the water.