Stormflames face was bright red. "So.. Um..." he managed.
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She stood up and mewed softly.
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Brookdream sat down slowly, still chewing thoughtfully on the rabbit that she had picked up from the freshkill pile.
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"Yea," he sid, calming down. "It is, isn't it?"
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"Oh no..." she thought.
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OOC: I'm leaving this thread because I'm really confused and I have way too many others to reply to. Sorry!!!
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Brookdream gaped and sprang up. "You're back!"
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"I love yo- it," he said, blushing.
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Brookdream was sharply pulled away from her hunting when she heard the pitiful plea of a cat. Racing towards the yowl, she hoped that she was not too late. She stopped in her tracks. A gaint collapsed ice cave stood in front of her. The cat was- inside! Quickly scanning the cave, she saw an opening near the top. An entrance! She stumbled up the avalanche to the opening. Brookdream, without looking, leaped into the hole. Big mistake. She fell almost ten feet into the cave. She had come through the ceiling! "Owww..."
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"More cats!" she exclaimed. "HELP!!!" she mewed through the thick chunks of ice.
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Brookdream layed down on the earth closing her eyes.
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Brookdream peered supisiosly at the three cats talking. What was up? "I should go over there," she thought, ready to get up. "Wait... I can tell something weird is happening. better not get involved," she thought again. Changing direction, she turned and trotted towards Illusionstar. "Hello," she mewed. "do you need and help with anything- patrol, hunting? I was thinking maybe I could lead out a hunting group- we're low on freshkill." Brookdream hoped she would allow her to lead it. It gave her more of a sense of responsibility when she lead groups. Besides, she was deputy.
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OOC: It seems like therees tons of people on this thread, so I am going to step back. I'm just flooded and I get really confused when tons of people are rping. Byyee!
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Brookdream beamed. "Thanks!" she mewed.
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"Aristole, Darktail, Xerxes!" Yowled Brookdream over her shoulder. "Do you want to go on a border patrol or hunting?" -
He peered up, lost in the akward silence. "So, um, do you want to hunt with me? You're free to join!" he mewed, calming down.
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Brookdream stared in terror as the cats raced into the nusery. "Well, I guess the patrol will have to wait," she thought padding over. "Is everything all right?" she asked, looking in confusion as the medicine cat was giving birth. But the fact that she was breaking the rules would have to wait. "Can I help with anything?" the deputy asked.
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He smiled. "Umm... You choose."
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OOC: Sorry! Didn't know that they were there. Can we just pretend that she was there all along?
Brookdream looked at the leader and medd cat apprentice, the tention between them staff as a rock. Then, looking down at the kits, she smiled. They were adorable!
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Brookdream looked at Darktail and couldn't help feeling sorry for him when the look of dread passed over his face as he came foward. As Illusionstar spoke, she had to agree with all of the things she was saying. It was against the rules, but Brookdream, looking at Darktail, could understand his situation. Love is love, and whatever rules you have to break, you will. A comforting smile spread accross her face for moments, before returning to her usual soft expression. She stood up and walked a little farther away from the kits, to give the mother and father room to name them. Our new soon-to-be warriors, she thought.
OOC: I can see that we are running low on rpers, so I will bring my other charrie into the story the next post... I have to double check what his name was haha ;)
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Stormflame smiled. "Sure!" he mewed. The sycamores were almost his favorite place to hunt in the territory.