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    Sludgefang sniffed."A group withr an unfair leader is as good as a group without." Without another word, he morphed into a dragon, and with a flap of his immense wings shot away into the sky.

    Oh! So sorry...


    Jagged looked at Frostedlights "well, I know many things about clans, the code, the ranks... But not much about territory..." He replied

    Frostedlights grinned. "I can show you!" She offered cheerily, suddenly bouncing around him.

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    Name
    Icefur
    Rank
    Warrior
    Age
    18 moons
    Gender
    Female
    Scale
    White
    Crush
    None
    Mate/Kits
    None/None
    Mentor/Apprentice
    Open
    Other
    Dragonclan
    I'm gonna get the pictures in a sec x3

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    SquirrelBee wrote:


    Sludgefang sniffed."A group withr an unfair leader is as good as a group without." Without another word, he morphed into a dragon, and with a flap of his immense wings shot away into the sky.


    Oilystripe laid at the edge of camp, inhaling the sharp, cold air and sugh img deeply. She spotted the shadow cast by a hawk flying overhead and unsheathed her claws. Carefully, she positioned her paw's shadow over the Gawk's and sliced where it's neck was. The bird plummeted from the sky, dead, and she dropped it into the fresh kill pile with the flick of her shadow's tail.

    Novastar shook her head "whiteraven, continue this patrol. I can see that sludgefang won't accompany you" she mewed.

    Frostedlights squeaked, flicking her tail and dashing into the forest.

    SquirrelBee wrote:


    Oilystripe laid at the edge of camp, inhaling the sharp, cold air and sugh img deeply. She spotted the shadow cast by a hawk flying overhead and unsheathed her claws. Carefully, she positioned her paw's shadow over the Gawk's and sliced where it's neck was. The bird plummeted from the sky, dead, and she dropped it into the fresh kill pile with the flick of her shadow's tail.


    Sludgefang dropped from the sky, in full dragon form and into the camp. He landing wih a boom! And growled loudly, acid dripping from his fangs. A pale, transparent dragon--that was once golden-- appeared to his side, only to his side."What jerks...!" She grumbled, baring her sharp teeth."Not necessarily jerks, mostly ignorant," Sludgefang replied to the ghost, snorting.

    Icefur looked up from her grooming and stood, bewildered at what had caused the boom. She looked at the sky with her tail flicking unhappily. "I'm not even sure I want to look..." She mumbled to herself before looking to where the boom had sounded.

    Frostedlights lead him around the territory, teaching Jagged about everything related to it, especially one certain mountain.

    Jagged smiled as he stared at the mountain. "this place is so much more exciting than my old home..." he said.

    "Where was your old home?" Frostedlights questioned, eyes and smile bright.