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    Sparkkit looked at the sparrow.

    OOC: For the moment, just go by Snowkit. Just making sure it makes sense. :)




    Also, let's just go ahead and run into Chromafleck. This is getting ridiculous.



    IC: Strikestar padded through the forest toward her Clan, Magmablade and Lilypool behind her.

    Magmablade yawned. "Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" He chuckled.

    Strikestar slid her claws into the ground. "Yes, Magma-" She stopped dead. "There's another cat here."

    Strikestar flicked her tail over his mouth to hush him. She crept toward the scent.

    Magmablade blushed madly when her tail rested on his mouth. He followed Strikestar his fur brushing hers.

    OOC: I'm new.. MAJOR RECAP PLEASE?!

    OOC: Strikestar and Lilypool, the new leader and apprentice just got their names. They are headed back to camp to give everyone else their names, since the Clan hasn't had a leader in a full year. So everyone else is just hanging out at the camp, excitedly waiting for Strikestar to give them their true names. ex: all the "kits" walking around should all be "paws," which Strikestar will fix.



    IC: Strikestar ignored him and continued toward the cat scent. There was a slight smell of blood, as well.



    Sparrowfall wondered how much longer Strikepaw and Lillypaw would be.

    ooc: thank you :) soo much i didnt know how much longer she could of just laid there



    The she-cat's ears flicked as she heard two cats whispering. She lifted her head weakly but was to tired to stand and search, "over here!" she called out hoping the two cats wernt hostile but she had no choice.

    A thrill of fear struck Strikestar at the weak sounding voice. She cast a glance at Magmeblade. "Stay here as back up, I'll go in and make sure it isn't a trap." She told him, then proceeded forward toward the voice.

    Strikestar crept forward till she saw the she-cat. "Oh," She exclaimed softly, full of compassion. "You look half starved!"

    Ooc: Sorry, extra homework!



    Ic: Sparkkit nodded. "Okay!"