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Post by Loststar|| Spoiled Brat/German on Dec 18, 2007 17:09:01 GMT -5
"Thats what I like to do, Truth." Spark-kit mewed to her sister in a harsh-yet gently tone.
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Post by Loving/Insane Mom on Dec 18, 2007 20:49:26 GMT -5
Truth just stuck her tounge out at her sister. "Well, I'M not going to lose any time getting to my apprenticeship I'll tell you that!" Which meant she was out for any plans to sneak out of camp. The calico pranced around her sister and made her pretty blue eyes go cross-eyed to make Spark laugh.
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Post by .Requiem; on Dec 18, 2007 22:31:53 GMT -5
[[Meh Requiem joineth too? x)]]
A gray tom with sparkling blue eyes came limping into the nursery, a couple mice hanging from his jaws. He stopped and surveyed the scene in front of him. Hmm..good. Dustpaw has already brought Darlingpaw some fresh-kill. I suppose this will be for the kits then. Dropping the two mice at his feet, Requiemstar nudged one between the two kits. The other he left near his feet for himself. "Good. You wouldn't want to still be a kit while your sister becomes an apprentice would you?" he asked sternly, his eyes showing with a twinkle of amusement.
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Post by Loststar|| Spoiled Brat/German on Dec 19, 2007 18:49:28 GMT -5
"Erhm,....No?" Spark-kit jumped at her leaders voice, then quickly thought up something. "I just think that kits should be able to anywhere with a Warrior."
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Post by .Requiem; on Dec 20, 2007 9:40:30 GMT -5
Requiemstar stood up, his eyes sparkling. "It's for your own protection. Haven't you ever heard the story of Berrykit and how he got his tail stuck in a foxtrap?" he asked. He bent his head and took the mouse in his jaws once more. Flicking his tail in goodbye, he padded out of the nursery into the cold rain. The tom continued on to his den to eat his fresh-kill. Once this rain stops, I suppose, I'll hold Dustpaw's ceremony...
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Post by Loving/Insane Mom on Dec 20, 2007 15:39:34 GMT -5
Truthkit poked at the fresh kill. "Requiemstar shouldn't we be apprenticed soon? Well, I will be soon." The little kit formed a grin on her face. Then she took a bite from the mouse and began to chew. Soon she swallowed the small bit of meat and looked to Requiemstar. "Any ideas on our mentoring?"
Darlingpaw opened her eyes ever so slightly. She could make out three forms; two small and one large. The queen slowly sat up and let out a mrrow. "Hello Requiemstar. I hope my daughters haven't been bothering you." She gave a quick glare at her kits. Then gave her patchwork pelt a lick.
Why is it always our fault? Truthkit looked to her sister.
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