Posts by Frostpelt

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    Ooc: 10


    Ic: Frostpelt rounded all of them into a pile with her tail. "here, let's put them into a tree hollow and stuff it with moss so no cat can see nor smell it."
    Lilyfire obeyed and dumped them into the hole.
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    Ic: "Alright then, let's keep patrolling. We'll have them later." Frostpelt replied.
    Moments after patrolling, Lilyfire kept on thinking about Clover, the green cat.
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    Ic: Beamshine turned to the deputy. "You do? Who is it"
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    Ooc: 12


    Ic: She broke the strange silence that clung into the air. "Umm.... Frostpelt?"
    "Yes?"
    "Do you think that the Kitty-treats belong to Clover?"
    "I don't know. What makes you say that?"
    "Should we give it to him?"
    Frostpelt stopped dead on her tracks. "Quiet," she hissed. "I can smell a rogue."
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    Ooc: 13


    Ic: And thus, Frostpelt was right. A small, black tom leaped out into the open, bristling with hostility. "Get back! Get away from my eggs!"
    Lilyfire dart protectively in front of Frostpelt, arching her back, but Frostpelt raised her tail. "Hold on. Eggs?"
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    Ic: A small tom padded out to face Beamshine and the others. His eyes were dull and cold.
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    Ic: Lilyfire nodded to Sandstripes. "I think the Marigolds are good enough." She applied it on the wound.
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    Ic: "Is that it?" Frostpelt asked.
    "Not yet. Can some cat get me cobwebs? I need to bound it to hold them in place."
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    Ic: Frostpelt and Beampaw zipped out of the camp. They halted to see Lilypaw slightly dazed among the bushes, and Featherpaw lay limp on the water's edge. "Burrstar?" She called. "Oh Starclan, almost all our clanmates died! Where's Rainpalt?"
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    Ic: Lilyfire nodded. "good."
    Ivy stared at Frostpelt. "What kind of party is this? It seems to be important."
    "Yes, it's for the Olympics. I'm in team Riverclan."
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    Ic: Froststar nodded. "We never know how strong a fox is. It's best to bring enough warriors as much as possible.""
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    Ooc: Flyingstar is going to appoint a new medicine cat.


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    Ic: "That's right," he sneered. "I've been exiled long ago, 10 moons to be exact. I'm here for revenge, so I brought all these buddies with me." He stepped out of the way to reveal more rogues facing at them.
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    Ic: Froststar nodded respectfully. "You may." She answered.
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    Ooc: Recap? My Spring Break is finally over D:


    Ic: Ivy sat comfortably with Frostpelt, under the shade of the tree. At least I'm healing, she thought. My energy is coming back. But what's also coming back to me is the dreaded memories I had long ago.....
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    Lilyfire's amber eyes were fixed on a bright, blue butterfly.



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    Ooc: Aw shoot, my Spring Break's over. ^-^ Is the badge the one with a black cat in a red background? (15, I think)


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    Ic: Frostpelt nodded. She saw an injured rogue attempting to get up when he was slammed over by Beampaw. "Get down, now stay down!" He snarled.
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    Frostpelt looked around the clearing. The ground was tinged with blood and fur, and most of the rogues lay limp, which to her view it seemed like they're dead. I hope there won't be as much of them to handle. She thought.



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    Ooc: Lol yea :P


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    Ooc: I want to create a third template. But when I tried to click on the 'Create a Template' button it kept redirecting me back to my profile.
    Help, please? :'(


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