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Post by Sandstep on Aug 21, 2014 11:44:51 GMT -6
Sandpaw Word Count: 77 Notes: None
| Sandpaw trotted into the elders' den with
prey for the elders. She brought some mice
and some voles for them, hoping that they
would be able to accept her prey. I wonder
who they are? The pale she cat didn't know
them and wondered if they were nice or not.
She dropped the prey down and called out,
"Prey for the elders here!" Sandpaw
then waited for them to respond and gulped
a nervous amount of air. |
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Post by Leopardripple on Aug 22, 2014 6:57:30 GMT -6
Soft snoring erupted from the den as a onyx elder rested in the back of the elders den. Her lime green eyes fluttered open as she heard a voice and she lifted her head with a stiff yawn. She sighed and shook out her head as she looked around for the voice that spoke. It was another apprentice bringing her more food, the one thing she didn't want to happen. People waiting on her like she was unable to do things.
Sighing, she sat up and put on a smile "Back here Sweet heart" she called.
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