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Post by Darkpaw on Dec 20, 2016 13:53:08 GMT -6
Cricketpaw
Darkpaw had taken... A small time off from clan life. Truthfully he had vanished and now he was back. To an extent he felt bad, although he didnʻt leave behind much. Yeah his mother and father... and sisters. Okay so he had left a few people behind... But he didnʻt have any friends, that he could remember at least.
The black apprentice walked around the camp. It had been his second round. He was basically pacing the entire camp for a while now. The cold didnʻt really bother him much, which was funny because his winter coat wasnʻt very long or thick. It was probably all the moving that he was doing. Dark didnʻt know where his mentor was, and the rest of the camp was out doing something productive for the clan. He, on the other paw, was just here, pacing around the camp, alone.
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Cricketpaw
Apprentice
Wow, Cricket is actually nine moons old in real life... huh. xD
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Post by Cricketpaw on Dec 31, 2016 2:22:33 GMT -6
Cricketpaw scampered into camp with two tiny mice dangling from her jaws, a happy bounce in her paws. She was very graceful in springing towards the fresh-kill pile and setting the two prizes down, although her gaze looked skeptical when she fully viewed the pile. Besides her small catches, there only sat a medium-sized thrush and a lucky blackbird. This was nothing to truly feed the Clan. Was there a hunting patrol out?
She snapped out of her thoughts upon seeing movement in the corner of her vision. Curiously, Cricketpaw observed the apprentice. They looked... rather familiar. Who were they?
"Hey, you!!" she called without a shred of shame in her loud and accusing voice. Skipping over to the tomcat, Cricketpaw gave the apprentice an odd stare. "Tell me why you look so familiar! Do I know you? Do you know me?"
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