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Post by Shira on Nov 22, 2016 17:39:07 GMT -6
Shira arose from where she lay, tired and a little bored she was in the mood to fight. Which honestly was a little weird but hey, she's in Deathclan, aren't those cats normally weird? She yawned padding over to a downed tree leaping smoothly to the top looking around. She wasn't sure what she was looking for. Another cat, prey, or something to do. She wasn't sure. Ugh why isn't there anything to do!! |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2016 20:14:31 GMT -6
Arwen strolled through Deathclan luxuriously, humming a soft tune to herself. The clan was much better then she had expected, and she found she got a lot more peace and quiet. Although, she was a very social kitty, and hadn't talked to a cat all day. It was infuriating. Seeing a kitten in the distance she bounded over quickly, nearly tripping over her small paws. " Hello!" She flashed the kit a large, toothy grin.
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