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Post by ~City~ on Mar 24, 2013 11:56:39 GMT -5
The strong deputy, Planetstorm blinked his light blue optics open after a long night sleep, and pulled himself into a sitting position. He could already feel the new-leaf sun from where he was sleeping in the center of the den. Padding carefully out of the den he looked around the empty clearing, and spotted the fresh-kill pile with nothing on it, but a few pieces of bony fish. Tilting his speckled head towards the sky he called out ,"Anyone who was to hunt come with me." No the tom wasn't a tortie like some would think because of his speckled head, but was actually a black, and white cat.
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Post by yewberry on Mar 24, 2013 13:26:13 GMT -5
The medicine cat, Wickerbasket padded over from her den. She had learned to fish when she was young but her skills were rusty and needed improvement. Today seemed like a good day to start. "Will you be fishing? I'd like to sharpen my skills!"
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Post by ~City~ on Mar 24, 2013 20:14:48 GMT -5
"Yes we will be fishing, Wickerbasket. So how are your herb stocks this season," he mewed cheerfully, waiting for some more cats to join them. His speckled fur gleamed in the dawn light of new-leaf which made his fur warm.
ooc: Muse drop
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Post by yewberry on Mar 25, 2013 0:14:47 GMT -5
"They are ok, spring is almost here so I hope to go hunting in a week or two. How's the boarder patrols and what-not?" She asked with keen interest. The shecat groomed her paw and listened to the water from the river as it flowed by. It was a lovely day.
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Post by hawky ♡ on Mar 25, 2013 0:21:02 GMT -5
Eyes gleaming, the ruddy abyssinian female trotted over, head held high. "Hiya Planetstorm, Wickerbasket!" Spiderpaw greeted the two older felines, smiling brightly. She was a brand new apprentice, so she was happy to finally be allowed out of the nursery for more than ten minutes.
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