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Post by Whiteowl on Jul 10, 2014 1:13:04 GMT
Whiteowl walked through the forest alone not expecting to see anyone. This young she-cat just joined the clan from being a rogue. Though she was more of a gentler rogue. She sighed softly and just took in her surroundings. Her father had been a clan cat named Thistlethorn or otherwise known as Thistlekiller. He had been a murder who had been driven out of the clans. That's when she was born but after her mother learned who he was we were taken away from him. It is still rumored that he roams the wild seeking revenge on the clan.
She kept walking when she heard something. She jumped but she turned around to see a familiar face. She sighed with relief. Oh hello, she meowed waiting for the cat to speak.
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Post by Darkfrost on Jul 20, 2014 16:31:20 GMT
"Hey, Whiteowl. Sorry." Darkfrost meowed, stepping out of the shadows. She blended in perfectly with her surroundings with her black pelt.
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Post by Whiteowl on Jul 21, 2014 3:18:19 GMT
Whiteowl smiled at her. Hello Darkfrost and don't worry about. I spook easily when in deep thought, she meowed chuckling a little.
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