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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; color: white;][justify]Sitting in front of the Warriors' Den, the cinnamon smoke tomcat glanced around the seemingly-empty camp, wondering where everyone else could possibly be. Kingdomkeeper slowly got to his snow white-coloured paws and padded farther away from the den, his stormy grey eyes searching the landscape for life. Why was it so empty? Was everyone out on patrol? No one had told King to do such a thing, but why would he be the only one to stay behind?


    Kingdomkeeper had a spark of paranoia at that thought. No... He pushed the thought away. That couldn't be possible.

    [justify]Pouncing infront of the tom, the off-white she-cat sprayed dirt in his direction as she lost her footing, almost bumping into him. Cairnpaw looked up with wide eyes. Obviously her hunting skills needed work. "Hi..." Who was this cat? Cairnpaw had never seen him around. Probably just her not paying attention. Flattening her ears in embarresment, the she stood up and shook her pelt free of muck. "What'cha doin'?" She mewed, rolling a mossball inbetween her paws.


    OOC: Bleh, low muse.[/justify]

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    hawkkit has always been and ambisous kit he would push the other kits around and demand a lot of things (hawkkit,hawkpaw,hawkfrost and my avitar is a pic of hawkkit) hawkkit stomnped out of the nursary his eyes demanding and cold ''give....me....mossball''he said striktly to the she-cat apprentice (he will not allways be evil) he put his paw down ''now...''he grumbled

    A low grumble escaped the Bi-coloured Ragdoll's mouth as she shifted in her sleep, her eyes only open to slits. She always found herself lazing around camp, as she was mentor less and had nothing better to do. Her ears perked up at the sound of chatter, and her eyes widened slowly. Camelliapaw decided she had nothing better to do than eavesdrop, and so that's exactly what she did.

    hawkkit growled agian ''moosball NOW''he hissed his tiny paws digging into the soft ground his eyes cold with anger

    [align=center][font=georgia][size=8][color=black]Willowstar had glanced at the aguring cats then at Camelliapaw. She didn't really wanted to look at Hawkkit. What happened to the one that was born in the same litter of Thornvision and the father of Pinewhisker. The leader had frowned as she had bickered at the two. "Share the dang mossball." She meowed.

    Her bright blue eyes met Willowstar's, who seemed to be doing her best at avoiding the stupid argument. Couldn't cats just get along and share? Sharing is caring anyways.
    "Or you could just get your own mossball if you're so jealous," She moaned, pointing out the obvious.

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    [justify]Cairnpaw glared at Willowstar, respect hidden behind her gaze. "I'm not giving this ungratefull little kit the mossball when he can make his own." Adding to that, she turned to Hawkkit. "How do you ask nicely?"[/justify]

    hawkkit took one look at her then chomped down on her leg ''grr-grr'' he hissed sinking his tiny teeth in her fluffy leg

    Jasminepaw, one the oldest apprentices, burst out of her den and landed a whisker length away from Hawkkit, her fiery orange eyes burning playfully. "Hey Hawkkit!" She purred happily then turned to Cairnpaw after removing the angry kit, "Whats up, Cairnpaw? Hawkkit bein' Hawkkit again?"

    [justify]Cairnpaw snorted. "Mm hmm." She tossed the mossball at Hawkkit, half hoping it whacked him in the face. "I've lost interest. Anyway," She continued, taking a breath. "I have some news."[/justify]

    [justify]"Well..." Cairnpaw hesitated. It wasn't exactly happy news to her, but more of a 'I'm stuck with misery' type of news. "I'm expecting kits." She shrugged, like it wasn't a big deal. Quickly, she added, "Privatepaw's the father."[/justify]

    Her mouth dropped open. "Okay. Um... It'll take a minute for that to sink in so in the mean time I got news for both of us. I don't mean to sound rude by that. Ok here it is. I heard our mentors talking and..."

    [justify]"We're not becoming warriors, are we? Oh dang. I can't become a warrior until my kits are born. I promised Privatepaw."[/justify]

    "Well, no, not for another 2 moons but you'll have kitted by then, but... We're going on a mission." She pooled out her with chest and her ginger pelt gleamed(she looks like my avvie by the way). She beamed at her friend.

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