"Tell her I trust her competly :D"she mewed smiling at the ground
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"Do you need help? I was a medicin cat after I was a warrior..."
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Good... I'm glad.. How'd YA get that anyways?" She asked concerned.She shook her head. [color=#eac117]"No thanks! I know all about medicine. I'm a healer assistant!" she mewed happily.
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[color=white]Faintkit looked over at the queen. "A loner attacked me for being rude, I guess." this was true. she had earned her scars from being very rude to Ember. She looked back at Autumnkit. [b]"Snowball fight?"
"Oh...... Well, no one should strike a kit. Whatever they do!" She said, a bit surprised but showing little emotion. -
"What did you do?"she asked curiosity.
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OOC: Hugh?
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Continuing from swanpaw..."I think we should have.....kits.....together...." Swanclaw stammered looking up at him. She was in his paws, thinking.
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Oakstar is a brown cat with a gray tipped tail and black muzzle.
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she smiled and looked at him lovingly
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"You are the best thing that's ever happened to me..." She purred as she licked his snow pelt."I remember the night my mate was killed... You were the one who sat with me over night, mourning his death... I love you!"
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A good chill ran her spine as she bumped her nose on his, and rested her head on his shoulders. "You complete me... :-[" said she as the rain started to poor.
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Just as all this happenes a kit stammers up to the two-leg. "W...what the....?!" The kit marveled.
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She looked up at him her one good eye sparked like lapis. She nodded. "Yes..."
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Well...not offline sry...
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That sounds good...
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Got it :)
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Jasmine looked up at the kit and tilts her head to the side. She rolls the necklace in her hand again and raises an eyebrow at the kit.
Occ: sry 4 being so late
The kit walked up to her " A TWOLEG?!" She hisses -
Even though she wasn't find of two legs, the small kit, found herself in the brawl. "My names bloodpaw, by the way..." She stammered wile fighting, hoping at least one cat would respond. In her clan, she was used to getting egnored.