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Post by Cloudskip on Sept 9, 2015 16:46:37 GMT -6
Clouds hustled through the hard earth of the canyon. It was her first time here and probably her last, it was like the drought in fireclan all over again. She reached a shaded cave in the wall and shuffled inside. "Wow, no wonder not much lives here." She muttered as she lied down, looking outside for someone to talk to.
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Post by Umber on Sept 14, 2015 9:27:19 GMT -6
"Not entirely true. I tend to hang about." The she-kit mews from where she lay inside the cave. "And there are strong rouge gangs about here. I'm leading one, but my members have left me. All but one." She motioned to the NPC male nearby. He was grooming in silence.her gaze turned back to the female. "Thirsty? My cave has a small spring back this way." She offers calmly.
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