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Post by Cerberus on Mar 24, 2006 16:11:06 GMT -5
Glacierstar trotted in, his Iceclan scent standing out strongly, the icy, misty, frosty stench very unusual compared to the fresh smell of Forestclan cats. The giant part-lynx carried Weaselpaw's unconscious form in his lethal jaws, his paws giving him good traction as his claws got a good hold of the rich, fertile soil. Roots lay hidden underneath, and the leader of Iceclan twitched his ears, his giant whiskers alertly forward.
...They would attack him any minute. He waited for Wolfsong, but hopefully, the Forestclan cats would notice the apprentice dangling from his mouth and wouldn't get too aggressive.
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Post by ~*Autumn Thistles*~ on Mar 25, 2006 9:41:49 GMT -5
Wolfsong narrowed his eyes as he stared at the apprentice in his leader's mouth. Gently, as he reached the camp, he let slip the golden-yellow tom from his back. Ugh. He shot a 'Can we go now?' glance at Glacierstar, tail flicking nervously.
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Post by Glitterpaw/\Krakatua/\ on Mar 29, 2006 16:43:15 GMT -5
Stubtail raced forward as quick as he could. His muscles screamed in pain, for having ran from a wolf. He stopped as he came to strange cats. Narrowing his eyes he proceeded to step forward. What are you doing here!?! He hissed. His eyes darted to the apprentices. His neck fur began to rise as he waited for their answer.
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Post by ~*Autumn Thistles*~ on Apr 4, 2006 19:02:02 GMT -5
Wolfsong let slip the unconscious golden apprentice from his back. "These two nuisances were stepping onto our territory. A wolf attacked. They were knocked unconscious, so we took them here." He glared.
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Post by Glitterpaw/\Krakatua/\ on Apr 5, 2006 16:08:42 GMT -5
Another! Stubtail yowled. He walked forward a few more steps. Where?!?!? His eyes were wide as he watched them.
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