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Post by Waspwing on Sept 22, 2012 16:41:02 GMT -6
It had been over a moon since Waspwing had made the trip to the Shimmering Rocks. It was half moon again, and time for the Medicine Cat Meeting. Last half moon he hadn't bothered to show at all, and wasn't even sure if there had been a meeting at all.
He had no problems with any of the clans, not right now anyway. He was actually in a perfectly good mood. Just tired, sick of walking from Treeclan to the Shimmering Rocks.
As he got up to the sacred stones, he plopped down at the edge of the..Cliff? Clearing? Either way he sat down and finally began to rest and relax. Hopefully the other Medicine Cats would show soon, it would be nice to sleep for a little while, maybe even talk to some Cloudclan spirits.
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Post by Forestbreak on Sept 22, 2012 19:28:02 GMT -6
Forestbreak yawned, trudging towards the clearing. She hadn't bothered to wait for Clovepetal, but she hoped that she was following nevertheless. The half moon had come at last, and tradition brought her to CloudClan's holy grounds yet again. The outline of a cat quickly made itself apparent, and it took mere moments for her to recognize the pale tabby pelt of Waspwing.
"Hullo, Waspwing," she greeted the tom. Last time they'd met, they hadn't exactly developed the best relationship, and it wasn't like she was planning to change that, but the least she could do was be decent. "No one else has arrived, eh?" She sat down, plopping onto the musty dirt, and flicked her tail.
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