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OOC: It was something when Optomus shot Centinal! IC: The leaves rustled and the wind blew softly. Darkpaw awoke to the sweet smell of pine. He sighed happily. Another great day he thought. OOC(again): If you're wondering why I'm getting fancy with my writing is because I want to be approved for advanced roleplay.
OOC: it kk. I'm working on it, but i'm usually busy and i know, right? It was amazing.
IC: Starpaw yawned and looked up at the sky. The precious stars were hidden for the day, but she didn't care one bit. She would leave the den today. She mewed a swift, "Good morning," and exited the den, head held high. She missed her mentor, but she couldn't stay in bed for forever over her death.
OOC: so so so so so so so so so so so sorry. i had issues w/ DHR and crap and now i'm back. IC: Starpaw licked his ear and smiled. "Okay. Five more rabbit hops"