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    [size=7pt]© swifty, edits (c) misery[/size]


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    Memorieskit finally submitted to a yawn, and padded into the nursery after her mother. "Mama? Cloverstream?" Memories mewed, but realized that her mother was asleep. The suddenly tired kit plopped down next to Cloverstream and fell asleep.
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    Panther found a dark corner where his black pelt blended in, and began to watch the clan with piercing green eyes. Becoming bored with their mere chit cha, he drifted into a light sleep.


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    Skittles says...


    Yes, I would like her information, please.


    Tie-dye re-entered the cave. She shivered as the sharp wind blew through her fur. She retreated back into the apprentice's den. ((I asume she is an apprentice)) Once inside she curled up in a nest near the center. She closed her eyes, finding herself drifting to sleep.

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    ♥ fritzy !
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    in




    character ♥
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    moondancer smiled as her wide-eyed kits scrambled around the camp, and was still laughing from when pankit ran into alcatraz. "yes, my dears, this is home." she mewed quitely, having missed home herself. she felt a minor pang in her heart from memories of timberwhisker, but the thoughts of her babies flooded him away.
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    horse, pm-ing you~
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    Skittles says...


    Wistfulstar giggled at the kits that were running around camp. She remembered when she was bubbly like that. She sighed and looked back up at the sky, at the beautiful lights.

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    Nimbuskit pad around, looking through everything, hoping to figure out what was what.

    [justify][font=trebuchet ms][ Not sure where you left off but, we're all back at the main cave. Cats are going to sleep, eating etc. And apparently, as stated in Locky's post, Deathcurse is here. ]


    The mackerel tabby cast a final, relieved glance at the cave and its inhabitants - Nimbus, Abbey, Wistful, Moon, Tye-Dye, Memories, and countless other AuroraClanners that were about - before wandering off to his nest in a corner.

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    ooc - The clan is back at the cave, and Mothfire noticed Deathcurse, whom is supposed to be dead. She has told Spiderstar, but creep hasn't been on to respond.


    Also, I HAVE REACHED 10,000 POSTS!!!


    ic - Mothfire watched Deathcurse, in hopes that if she was the only one able to see the supposed to be dead cat, that she would soon go away. But no. The dead cat didn't go away, and she seemed so real. Leaving behind Spiderstar, the she-cat pad over to Deathcurse, and looked her over a bit before asking, "Are you real?" The only thing that went through her head. Oh, how she wished that she was delusional, the cat had killed, and taken after her brother.


    Shadow laid down in her spot in the back of the cave, the shadows engulfing her. Her large bobcat-like paws held her equally bobcat-like head as she closed her silver eyes. A smile erupted on her face as she drifted into sleep, which quickly disappeared as the dream turned to nightmare, of what, she didn't know.


    Nimbuskit ran over to her mother, "Mom," She mewed, "Where do we sleep?" Her paws felt like lead as she walked now. The journey had been a long one for the kit, and all she wanted to do was sleep. Nimbus felt as though she could sleep for a couple moons, but knew that wouldn't happen.


    Karmashadow pad into the camp and over to Spiderstar, and a sigh escaped her maw as she saw that he was busy, Wistfulstar by him, seeing if he wanted her. Oh well. The she-cat waited patiently, her white paw scuffling the ground as she did so. 'Whisperpool.' It came again in a whisper, and she shuddered.

    ~Ok, so not much has happened, and congrats Tikki (O w O)


    "Are you ok?" Celticpaw was in front of Karmashadow with a furrowed brow. He had noticed the cat seemed to be lost in thought before shuddering. He wondered if she was getting ill from the long trek back into the caves.

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    Turning her head to Celtic, Karma nodded, "Just something I need to tell Spiderstar," She meowed, "Something that happened when we dreamed." She looked down at her paws then back up, as her tail went over the two front ones.

    The younger tom tilted his head curiously but didn't ask for details about the dream.


    "It must have worried you then," he replied. "if it's got you so lost in thought?"

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    "Yes, it did," She meowed, then added, "It was about my name, the ancestors want it changed." She sighed and swept her tail across the dirt floor, then put it back on her paws.

    "Change it?" He questioned. "What's wrong with the name you were given?" Celticpaw didn't exactly understand why the ancestors would want to chance someone's name.

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    "'You were never meant to carry the name of action-reaction and shadows.' is what the ancestor told me." She meowed, and shook her head, and then was falling in a dark hole, whispers surrounding me, and I fell into a pool of water. The name 'Whisperpool' was said." She shook her head, "I don't know if that means my name is supposed to be Whisperpool, but I think it does."

    "Huh, don't you think it's weird they're just now telling you this?" It was strange to him indeed, why let her live so long with the name if she wasn't suppose to have it any ways? 'Karmashadow' didn't seem so bad either, so what was any better than 'Whisperpool'?

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    "When I went to speak to them last, it was when we were HeightClan. That was when I was supposed to find out whether my name was accepted or not, but CloudClan had left us. I wasn't able to speak to them until we did just a quick while ago." The she-cat expalined.