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    Ooc: You're welcome ^.^


    Ic: Swing was still...being bored.

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    Her wide eyes suddenly seemed concerned as she frowned. "...It's been so peaceful and quiet... I think there may be. I've seen some leaves, torn off, and clearly not by one of our own." Azalea murmured, looking around the bushes for some more evidence. She was afraid that whoever roams around alone may get caught and injured.

    "Okay." The young fawn murmured, trotting on, and retrieving a tiny bush of berries.

    Ooc: ....Does anybody have a clan witch could be the enemy of this clan?

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    OOC: I'm sorry, but I have to correct that. You mean HAVE, not has. I'm a grammar nazi. XD

    ooc; xD I don't :<
    ic;


    Azalea trotted on to a puddle of water and drank from it.

    [For whattt? I'm clueless at the moment :3]


    She went back to camp and dropped off the berries. Trotting to her den, she folded her spindly legs beneath her and rested her eyes.

    Ooc:

    мισ wrote:

    Ooc: ....Does anybody have a clan witch could be the enemy of this clan?


    For that :)
    But I already found a new enemy :)


    Ic: Mask sighed and padded back to the camp. He laid down in his den and started to sleep.

    Suddenly, the muscular leader smelled something. A scent, but not from deer of their clan...
    "The enemy..." Mask whispered with narrowed eyes. He stood up and started to growl. "All deer prepare. There's a war coming!" He snarled and jumped of his throne.