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Post by Flamewhisper on Dec 17, 2011 16:42:38 GMT -6
The wind blew across camp as a new warrior made her way to the warriors den with moss. No, this time she wasn't cleaning nests, she was making one. Frozenspirit gasped in amazement. The den was so big, so crowded. Her breath got slower as she made her way to a small clearing. Frozenspirit sniffed the already made nest, and curled up in it. I could get used to this. Oh wait, I can! She purred contently as her paw prodded the moss she had collected. " Is there anybody awake that I can talk to?" She asked, hopefully.
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