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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2016 9:35:32 GMT -6
Betrayal is a very common thing...
even from the best of friends Sorrelpaw walked towards the freashkill pile and grabbed a mouse. Training for her was in the morning and at night, so she never had anything during the day. Thank Cloudclan for that. We're she forced to she would burn up out there. She settled down to eat her small morsel after picking a spot in the shade.  WORDS WORDS HERETAGGED FoxstrikeNOTES NOTES HEREtemplate by Margie @ Adoxography 2.0 |
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Post by Foxstrike on Jun 17, 2016 11:35:55 GMT -6
Foxstrike lounged about the camp, having nothing in particular to do for the moment. He was getting a little, hungry, though, so eventually, he stood up and grabbed a bird from the fresh-kill pile, sitting down in the shade to start eating. There was another cat near him, who was busy with their own mouse, but Foxstrike honestly needed to work on his social skills.
"Good afternoon," he greeted simply in between bites, glancing at the apprentice blankly after eating enough to satisfy himself for the time being. "Shouldn't you be training?" he then asked, not to be rude, but simply because he was wondering. He knew he had a habit of coming off rather blunt, though, so he quickly added onto the question. "I didn't mean to be rude- I was just wondering."
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