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Post by Sandstep on Sept 28, 2014 14:22:32 GMT -6
Sandstep realized that there was another she cat she had met recently but hadn't had a chance to talk since they were scolding a kit that was somehow out of the nursery and in the warriors' den. Nonetheless, Sandstep wanted to get to know who this Cherryheart really was other than her bad side when kits bugged her. Cherryheart |
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Post by Cherryheart on Sept 28, 2014 14:27:04 GMT -6
Cherryheart laid quietly in her nest. Her muzzle still really hurt from when she got caught in a bramble thicket last night. The old grey tabby stared down at her paws. All of her memories flooded through her mind. A familiar scent caught her nose and lifted her head. "Oh, Hello there" the senior warrior meowed
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Post by Sandstep on Sept 28, 2014 14:33:41 GMT -6
"Hello to you too, Cherryheart. I'm glad we can talk without having a kit being obnoxious." She recalled there was a little kit that had it's whiskers in the wrong den. He should have stayed in the nursery. I shall have a talk with his mother. The she cat thought.
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Post by Cherryheart on Sept 28, 2014 14:36:12 GMT -6
Cherryheart nodded blankly. "Yeah. So how's life?" She asked
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Post by Sandstep on Sept 28, 2014 14:38:57 GMT -6
Sandstep thought for a moment. "Quiet. I hardly do a thing anymore. What about you?"
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Post by Cherryheart on Oct 12, 2014 18:26:17 GMT -6
"Eh, same" she meowed
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