Posts by blossomspirit.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    The tabby yawned and flicked her tail impatiently. "I wanna start." she mumbled to herself with a smirk. Blossomspirit could already feel her heartbeat quickening out of nervousness and excitement.




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    The tabby also nodded to Bermuda and watched the two cats walk off. She cleared her throat and frowned, finding that it was a bit scratchy. Blossomspirit made her way to the edge of the plane; hoping down onto the wing and then landing on the cement ground. She made her way up the stairs of the plane and walked inside. The faint smell of herbs could be smelt from around the first class area. She padded through the different classes and stopped when she saw Catarina. "Hello." the she-cat said with a smile, glancing at all the different assortments of herbs.




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    Blossomspirit couldn't help but chuckle at the medicine cat, "You're fine." the she-cat said with a friendly smile. Her voice had already become a bit scratchier from earlier today. "I was just wondering if you had something to help a sore throat?" she asked with a curious tilt of her head. The cream tabby had always been interested with herbs, but she never had the passion to become dedicated to it for life.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    "Okay, great!" The warrior said with a smile. She lead the apprentice down past the dens and caves, and into a large clearing.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    Blossomspirit yawned and repositioned herself on a small hill. Her roleplayer had very low muse so she decided to listen to the forest sounds.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons Vice-Captain The Tweflth Nation [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    The cream tabby paused, her mouth open and ready to protest. Even though she handy even known this tom for 24 hours, she knew she would miss him. What was with her? Usually she never became close with people she just met, but this tom was different. No one had ever opened up to her and trusted her like Stone did. "You're welcome.." Blossomspirit finally said, but she hesitated, "But where are you going to go?"




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    "Yep. Here we we will practice defense and attack." the tabby said, making sure her claws were sheathed. "So let's see what you got."




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    The warrior watched Crossedpaw as she waited and did as instructed. A big grin formed on the tabby's face when she watched the apprentice eventually catch the squirrel. "Great job!" Blossomspirit said with an nod of approval. She was surprised that the apprentice had caught on so quickly.




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    The tabby raised her nonexistent eyebrows in disbelief. She's smelt onion before and it wasn't a pleasant scent. When the medicine cat gave her the onion she crinkled her nose, with a light smirk on her face. "Yuck." Blossomspirit muttered with a shake of her head. "Oh, thank you, by the way." she added, giving the feline a smile. She planned on going to the small patch of mint plants, bordering the outside of the airstrip so her breath wouldn't smell like onion from a mile away.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    red #25


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    Blossomspirit sighed and listened carefully, trying to distinguish cat from prey. Her ears were perked and moved at every sound.




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    "Oh, my bad," the she cat said, "My name is Blossomspirit."




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    "You're welcome." the tabby said with a smile. Blossomspirit suddenly chuckled, remembering one of her times hunting when she was an apprentice. "I remember one time I was hunting a squirrel and I ran right into a tree." she said, grinning.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    Blossomspirit smirked and saw what the apprentice was going to do. She quickly dodged it and kept her eyes on the Whistlehope.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    Red 32 xc


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    Blossomspirit flicked her tail nervously, "Uh, guys. Do we have a specific plan?"




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    The tabby paused and thought for a moment, not wanting the tom to be left alone again. Or maybe it was her who didn't want to be left alone once more. "Maybe you could join WindClan...?" Blossomspirit offered with a hopeful look. WindClan was always friendly to other newcomers. Well, friendlier than ShadowClan for sure. Her ears perked and waited for his response. Maybe she was being too pushy? After all, she had just met Stone earlier today. The she cat was just worried that he would end up half dazed and sick again. And besides Stone trusted her, and she the same.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -22px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: lightpink;] 18 moons warrior WindClan #wcactivityblossomspirit [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-size: 11.5pt; color: white;]
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    Red 34.


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    Blossomspirit nodded and faced the blue team territory. She frowned and padded past the trees, slinking towards the border.




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