She sighed, looking down at her paws. She didn't know what to say now.
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(i gtg ill cya tomorrow!)
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(i gtg cya tomorrow!)
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Mousedung! Snowwhisker hissed with frustration as a rabbit darted off and disappeared. He was panting. The tom looked around, now worried. What the......where am I?
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His ears pricked. "I'm Snowwhisker." he replied. "And thank you for the information. I'll leave now." he began to walk away.
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He stopped dead in his tracks and turned around. "Thanks, cause truthfully, I don't know where I am or where to go." he chuckled.
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Name: Wolfspirit of ShadowClan
Gender: Male
Pelt: I am a dark grey long-haired tabby with big muscles and broad shoulders. I have one torn ear.
Eye color: bluePersonality: kind, brave, generous, forgiving, loving,
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ooc: yea
ic: A handsome, huge tom with large shoulders walked around. He sniffed the dewy grass.
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"Nice to met you, I'm Wolfspirit." he said, circling the she-cat.
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He stopped infront of the she-cat. "So, where were you going on a day like this?" he was curious of the she-cat.
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He nodded. "I see.....well, can I hunt with you?" he asked.
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Wolfspirit followed.
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He sniffed the air to make sure. "Yup" he crouched in the grass, his tail lashing.
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"Snowwhisker, sir." he bowed his head, respectfully.
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He creeped slowly over to the mouse in the small clearing, nibbling on a seed. Wolfspirit dropped lower, then sprung onto the mouse. The mouse squealed, but it was cut off as Wolfspirit killed it with a swift bite.
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Whisper staggered into the abadoned mansion, thinking that no one lived here. She made herself comfortable below an old table, her wounds welling with blood.
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"Thanks" Wolfspirit murmured through the mouse's brown fur.
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"Thank you, Song" he purred.
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"Sure" he smiled, then lowered his head and began to eat the rabbit. He made sure that Song got enough food too.