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    Name: Shadow That Fallows Bird ((Bird))
    age: 14 moons ((1 year, and 2 months))
    lives: 4
    gard or hunter: Gard
    sex: Female
    Looks:


    Name: Eagle That Kills Fish ((Eagle))
    age: 17 moons ((1 year, 5 months))
    lives: 4
    gard or hunter: Hunter
    sex: Male
    Looks:

    Thankyou


    Poppy sat like red stone at the mouth of the cave, doubled in size compared to Bird, the cat sitting beside her. Sending a warm glance in her friend's direction and curling her tail neatly around her over-sized paws.


    Ooc- Birdeeeeeeeeeeeeeee? Could you please invite a player called KnightHeart?

    Twisted Fate padded into the cave. Her dark fur was sleekly groomed and her violet eyes scanned the cats around the area. She nodded to Poppy and Bird and dipped her head to Eagle.

    Eagle came back from hunting, he dropped the young rabbit in the FK pile then padded over to Bird "good morning, Bird." she mewed.
    "good morning, Eagle, how was your hunt?"
    "Good"

    Twisted Fate welcomed Eagle back. "Nice catch." She had previously deposited the hawk she caught on the fresh kill pile, where it lay, the size of a cat. The tribe would eat well with all of this food being caught.

    Eagle blushed a bit, he alwase wanted a mate, but he knew that it would most likly not be her.

    ooc}


    "Good; good. No disturbance of boundraries and as you may see, prey is plentiful" she answered with a slight dip of the head.

    Twisted Fate smiled and stretched, her black pelt rippling over sinewy muscles. She padded over to the entrance to the cave and looked around, letting the sun warm her fur.

    Welcome Bird, welcome Eagle let the tribe of endless hunting.


    The stoneteller jumped up on to high rock. " Tride gather for a meating and ceremony"