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    [justify]So, I usually focus on other characters, but I've been kinda bored today and I want to do something. Anyways, plotting with Crowshade? (I need to work on character development, so this is rather urgent) [/justify]






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    [justify] wolf#287094
    Okie Dokie. Should I make a thread?



    Rose
    I was going to say the same
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    [justify] Rose
    That's a wonderful idea.


    wolf#287094
    Sure, I'll go do that.


    Private or Open? [/justify]






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    [justify] Rose
    Sure! Should I make it open or private?
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    [justify] Rose
    True. Should I lower Crowshade's age?
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    [justify]Okay. I will. [/justify]


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    It doesn't matter. You can if you like c:






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    [justify]Sorry for being inactive for a bit. I'll have the post up in a jiffy [/justify]






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    [justify]Crowshade had just finished hunting. He didn't catch a lot, he only two frogs and a mouse, but he didn't care. Even though he should have invited more clanmates to hunt with him as a chance to catch more prey, Crowshade simply didn't care. He knew he wasn't doing enough for the clan, but yet again, he still didn't care a single bit. He was probably the most carefree cat in the clan. He easily fit the fresh-kill into his maw, and proceeded to return to camp. He darted through the marshlands and smelled the familiar aroma of clanmates. As an example of his reckless behaviour, Crowshade burst through the thick bramble and thorns that surrounded ShadowClan camp, giving him a few cuts on his face. Even though he was in camp, he kept on running at high speed. He was aiming to stop at the fresh-kill pile, where he could drop a frog and a mouse, and then he could enjoy a tasty frog as a snack.



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    [justify][size=15pt]Crowshade jumped in surprise and spun around to look at the Tom. His black and white fur seemed to have taken Crowshade's attention the most. Once he had calmed down, he took a deep breath and decided to reply.


    "Hello. I don't think we've met yet. I'm Crowshade".


    //my muse is kinda low atm [/size] [/justify]






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    [justify][size=15pt]"I'm surprised we haven't even talked to each other yet. We're from the same clan, and I'm really social. I'm sure of it," the black furred Tom replied.



    //*sigh* rushed [/size] [/justify]






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