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Dec 26, 2015 21:27:28 GMT -6
Post by Spidermask on Dec 26, 2015 21:27:28 GMT -6
Spidermask had well and truly settled herself into life at Iceclan. The weather had been the hardest part, and with her short coat she was still particularly adverse to snow. Having been buried in an avalanche once hadn't helped that. Still, Iceclan was where her family was, so it was where she was supposed to be. But then, the she-cat was notorious for doing exactly the wrong thing at the wrong moment. It was her specialty. The black and white she-cat had been following the Fireclan border since sunrise, missing the warmth and lack of snow that every place except Iceclan provided. She was still not entirely comfortable with her secret Fireclan heritage, but couldn't deny that there was a powerful part of her heart that loved the grassy plains. Her wanderings were interrupted when she caught another scent on the wind, ears pricking up in interest. "Ho there! Who do I smell?!" She demanded. Spiderbite THIS IS THE NEW YEAR
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