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The powerful saber-toothed tiguar prowled to the border, icy blue optics looking over the terrain in interest. Home. The massive cat thought silently. I'm home. I wonder how much has changed. His massive claws dug into the ground, making small indents. How lovely this would be, a reunion between him and his clanmates.
Nightpaw had left shortly after he and Hostesspaw broke up. Only taking his black cat body, he battled a loner, but was easily killed. He floated for a while, wondering what he was supposed to do. And then he seen that powerful, saber-toothed tiguar lying dead from dehydration. He had quickly possessed it, gotten it water, and wandered for a long while as a loner.
After seven months, he was finally back. He had given himself his warrior name; Nightlock. And he had finally decided to come back, to actually try to help Hostesspaw again. "Anyone here?" He gruffly called out.
[c]california
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