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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2014 11:33:30 GMT -6
Glowingpaw stretched out in his nest, stifling a yawn. It was a rather dreary day; rain pattered steadily against the den walls, and the clearing was a muddy mess. He sure was lucky that Whitehawk hadn't scheduled a training session for him today. The patched tom didn't fancy the idea of running around in the cold, damp forest.
He felt like napping for a few moments, but then he noticed another apprentice sitting nearby. "Whatcha doing?" Glow asked sleepily. |
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Post by Mothspeck on Dec 6, 2014 11:57:36 GMT -6
-- You come beating like moth's wings
Spastic and
violently Whipping me into a storm Shaking me down to the core
| "Huh? Oh nothing. Just bored. I can't sleep and its raining, not a very good combo." He shrugged and let out a small exasperated sigh. He was hoping to go out and maybe catch some frogs for fun or maybe go take a stroll around camp.
"I'm Mothpaw by the way." |
LAIKA OF GS! |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2014 12:09:49 GMT -6
The black-and-white youngster straightened up into a mostly-sitting position. "Why can't you sleep? Insomnia? My brother gets that a lot," he commented. Speaking of Halfpaw, it would be good to chat with him again; he'd been pretty busy training with the deputy, and Half had been stuck doing chores for Duskfall.
"Anyway, I'm Glowingpaw. Whitehawk's my mentor; who's yours?" |
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