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Post by Swiftstep on Jul 1, 2011 2:49:05 GMT -6
Swiftstep mewed as she moved into the new den; it was a lot bigger. She had given herself her own warrior ceremony; Venomstar was busy.
The silver app... warrior shook her head. She found a patch of moss with no scent and curled up, giving it her scent. She got up and dug a small hole, the size of her head, like she had in the apprentice den. The she-cat lined the hole with moss, and put her head in; no wake up calls. She repeated the action of putting moss over her head. Her pale green eyes were shut tight to keep dirt out, but she smiled. Her name should have been Ostrich-head.
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