Lucy paused. Was she a kittypet? "I don't really know", she answered honestly, "Humans rescued me, but I don't live with them. I stay in their shed mostly", she added, glancing over at the kit.
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Rainsong hesitated at first, but then bounded after the other she-cat, her long legs helping her catch up in no time.
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"You can sleep wherever you want or find me most comfortable. Every now and then, mice will come in here trying to get out of the cold. So there might be some breakfast for us tomorrow", she smiled.
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Twistedfrost did as her friend instructed, and laid down in her nest.
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Shadowmask sighed, "Get on back to ca-", he broke off, scenting a new scent. One he didn't recognize... one that wasn't Mapleclan, "Now", he hissed to the apprentice, not even looking at him, but looking into the trees.
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9) Cloverleaf
Frostpaw
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She shot him a tentative smile, "I think I will have to work on that", she meowed very quietly.
Silvermist slipped out of the warrior's den, and headed over to Brackenpaw, "You ready to head out for some training. I wonder if one of the other mentors will want to practice fighting."
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10) Mardispirit
Festivalpaw
I have reached my tenth post, and would love a Christmas Badge.
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Winterflame lifted her head. Greenstorm was back? What about the rest of the patrol? She used her smell of scent to guide her to the other she-cat. "Is something wrong?", she asked, already knowing the answer wouldn't be good.
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Winterflame blinked at the she-cat and mumbled to herself, "I'm a queen and blind! I can't help even if I want to." Even if she hadn't been pregnant, she would have trouble making it to the fight. She would keep tripping over roots and rocks. If the fight were here though, that would be a different story. She could defend herself and her clan on familiar ground.
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Chillspirit had sat quietly by the entrance of her den as she listened to the leader and deputy. She sighed, and headed over to her leader. It was probably best if she went out as soon as possible to collect some herbs before leaf-bare got any worse, especially with the mention of rogues spotted on the territory.
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ooc: ok, thanks for letting me know... I altered my post a little
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Lucy nodded, satisfied the kit was asking any more questions about who she was and what she was. She didn't know if she could answer anything else. She didn't really know who she was... at least not when she wasn't around Lacey. Lacey seemed to accept her anyway.
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"Hello", Chillspirit moewed, dipping her head in greeting to her leader, "I just wanted to inform you that I need to go out and collect some herbs before the weather gets really bad."
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The light broke through the opening in the apprentice den, waking Chillpaw up. She yawned and stretched, bounding out of the apprentice den. She had slept in and most of the clan was already awake and doing things.
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She nodded her head to him, then started toward the camp entrance. She would be quick about it, glad to know exactly what she would need to refill her stock.
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and guys, I was already with the kits D: it's like everyone is ignoring me!))ooc: sorry, it was really ealry and I had to get off when I posted my last thing after yours, so I just finished what I was doing and that was bringing prey back for Foxtail (the other queen) without creating anything else... but now I'm waiting for a med cat to get on since Twistedfrost is about to give birth.
I did not intentionally try to ignore you! :)
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Lucy licked the top of Lacey's head, and then rested her head on her paws before drifting away.
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As she sat down near the entrance of the den, she smiled, "Yes, I'm alive... I just slept in"
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Lucy curled up in her usual place in the corner on a old blanket, mixed with feathers of birds she had killed, and moss from the nearby forest. Not all of her warrior traits had left her when she started over.