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Post by swiftpath on Jan 5, 2008 23:26:55 GMT -5
Thornstar bounded across the clearing from his den. Leaping onto the highrocks, he started the ritual words. May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather under the highrocks for a clan meeting. Featherpelt, Darkclaw and Silentstalker, you are the cats I am choosing to come to the gathering with me tomorow. Blacktail and Iceheart have their young kits, and I know you Iceheart, would feel better knowing that if trouble occured, you'd be here to protect your family. Bloodangel is still on the loose, and I don't want to leave the camp unprotected.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2008 23:54:59 GMT -5
Darkclawthought about having kits and how she would be alone when it came to gatherings, she then thought about Bloodangel she had changed her name and was now nicer than normal.Thinking she did attack the loner that was on Riverclan territory and she then thought that how she had saw Bloodangel really Angelbaby with another she cat who had a swollen belly.But why would Thonrstar worry about her, oh well he jsut wants to protect his clan.
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Post by featherpelt on Jan 6, 2008 14:45:43 GMT -5
Featherpelt came out stretching then coming into hte clearing, she would be going to the gathering tonight and then soon moonstones.Waiting for the signal she would be bounding off to the gathering.
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Post by swiftpath on Jan 6, 2008 17:43:29 GMT -5
Thornstar flicked his tail. Come, we must go. He swam from the island, the cold water biting into his fur, but he ignored it. Greenleaf is approaching, and the river would be refreshing.
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