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Post by glbyrdy on Dec 26, 2010 19:12:18 GMT -6
The silver she-apprentice padded into the medicine cat den. "Fernpelt?" Moonpaw asked, "I need to ask you a favor. It's Tinywhisker. She is always worried and it's really hard to talk to her now. And the nightmares she has! It is really hard for me to see her this way. Can you check on her please?" The young apprentice waited for the cat's answer.
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Post by Fernpelt on Dec 26, 2010 19:30:50 GMT -6
(But she has a fever and I'm treating her right now...0.0?)
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Post by Beechstar on Dec 26, 2010 19:33:49 GMT -6
(Tinywhisker is trying to start an omen/ propchey even though I told her not to. Ignore her.)
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Post by glbyrdy on Dec 26, 2010 19:35:40 GMT -6
(oh ok thanks sorry on here she is my best friend)
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Post by Whitefire on Dec 26, 2010 21:36:00 GMT -6
(I'm not doing that!!! It's just a nightmare. Not a prophecy/omen. *Sigh* People shouldn't stick their noses in somebody else's buisenss.)
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Post by glbyrdy on Dec 27, 2010 8:15:04 GMT -6
" I was just trying tio make sure you were okay!" said Moonpaw as she ran outside. Tinywhisker just needs to know that Moonpaw was worried about her.
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