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  • Fallen sat there, blinking innocently. Well, as innocently as Fallen could be. I mean, this is the cat that put a week old mouse in an apprentice's bed when she was an apprentice because she called Fallen weak.

  • Weddingveil nodded, bounding over to the tree that November had been talking about. She carefully climbed up, jumping from one branch to the other until she got to one of the top branches. The she-cat looked down. It was a long jump, but the fact she had eaten catnip made it seem way closer than it was. With a deep breath she walked slowly to the end of the branch, seeing Fallen right under it. With a playful smile she leaped, falling and aiming to land on or near Fallensilence.


    OOC. Cats and their dares xD

  • She collapsed in a fit of crazy giggles."OK, now it's Wedding's turn" November called out to the other guests, impatient for the game to continue.

  • Wedding turned to face November. "I dare you to dive into the river, and out." Her white tail swung, before she sat back down where she was before.

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  • "Sure." November said sceptically "I like water, we're Riverclan, duhh" She rand to the river and leaped into it diving deep to catch a fish. She came up with a bass and walked back to the clearing. "Easy!"

  • Specklewhisker a small timid she-cat came into the open. She was a gorgeous white she-cat, with gray specks. she was just made a warrior yesterday. She wanted to mate but didnt know how ruff the toms would be.