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Post by Swiftwish on Aug 20, 2011 9:25:09 GMT -6
Showing around. ~Be my guest~  "What should I do?"[/i] "The kits are going to be born soon" Swiftwish finally got the she cat into Rockclan without a rastle, now she was going to show Patchepelt AKA. Oakspirit around the Warriors den, where she may sleep until the kits come. [/colour][/size] |
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Post by Blizzardwind on Aug 20, 2011 20:18:07 GMT -6
Blizzardwind blinked at the new scent of a cat. She stood up in her nest as Swiftwish and another cat walked in. She dipped her head to the older warrior/queen. "Hello, Swiftwish."
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Post by Oakspirit on Aug 23, 2011 10:31:38 GMT -6
The former Oakspirit glanced nervously around, wondering if any of the cats would recognize her as who she really was. It was impossible, she changed her name and rolled in fox dung, so her TreeClan scent was gone. Patchfur managed a tentative smile to the strangers.
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Post by Blizzardwind on Aug 23, 2011 18:08:59 GMT -6
Blizzard wind being the shy and soft one hesitated on talking t the newcomer. Seeing that the cat was also shy looking, she summoned her courage to padded up to them. "Hi, you're new to the clan, right?"
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Post by Oakspirit on Aug 24, 2011 14:41:23 GMT -6
Patchpelt smiled at the stranger shyly. "Yeah, my names, umm, Patchpelt," she had to think about it a little bit, but she covered it nicely. They would probably think she was a new rogue or something. Or at least, she hoped they would.
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Post by Blizzardwind on Aug 24, 2011 16:19:22 GMT -6
"Were you a rogue?" Blizzardwind's question matched her hopes. She had a calm, but curious look about her. Her pale blue eyes were shining.
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Post by Swiftwish on Aug 25, 2011 8:05:01 GMT -6
Swiftwish glanced at her past kit, with warmth and trust in her eyes[/size]
"Yes, shes a new rouge who happens to be my friend. She got kicked out of Deathclan and seeked for help, so I replied to her call for help
Swiftwish shifted from side to side, hoping that the whole clan would belive her story aswell[/size]
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Post by Oakspirit on Aug 25, 2011 12:49:40 GMT -6
Patchpelt nodded, confirming her friend's story. And that was all it was, a story. Oakspirit felt lost inside the lies that were becomming herself. How much would she have to change to survive? She'd given up her identity and her past already. She smiled sadly, missing her home. "It's ture," she murmured, adding to the lies.
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Post by Swiftwish on Aug 25, 2011 12:52:58 GMT -6
Swiftwish looked outside; there was her favourite tanning rock. She guided Oakspirit over there to cause less drama[/size]
"Come on Oa- I mean Patchpelt, lets go over to that rock" She murmured"[/size]
(Go to the new thread o3o}
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Post by Blizzardwind on Aug 25, 2011 17:04:26 GMT -6
(Hm? You weren't my mother, Swiftwish, oh well. )
Blizzardwind just nodded and watched them go. She waved her tail. She noticed the she cat had been uncomfortable. Must have been because she was new. She was kicked out of Deathclan? So did she know her sister...?
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