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Post by yellow on Sept 14, 2009 23:33:55 GMT -5
Preykit padded around in the nursury. She was thinking of the best way to leave. Or something. She didn't know what or why, but she felt that she belonged with the circuits. She wanted to find this...Toph. Preykit padded out through the dirtplace tunnel and slipped into the bushes. The territory was unfamiliar but still, she kept running; running toward the most unfit place for kits. And that would always be, the rouge canyon. Then she'd make her route to the loners meadow and then try to find Toph. The name of the cat that alywas echoed in her eyes when Riverwing would talk of his younger days. Preykit never knew why he was always arguing with Cloudpaw. He always flipped when she'd insult circuits and they'd always end up yelling at eachother. Even if Riverwing wasn't her father, she would listen to his advice that circuits may be tricksters, but their hearts were like clanners hearts. Just a little different. After a while, she found that she'd crossed the border. Meep She thought. Preykit just had made it! A twig suddenly snapped. "Who-who's there?" She mewed quietly.
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Jazz
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Post by Jazz on Apr 25, 2010 18:08:27 GMT -5
Knife had closed his eyes' sleepily wondering why mice made so much more noise than nessisary. He opened his eyes to kill the mouse and saw Preykit instead. "Hello who do we have here" his gold lamplight eyed rimmed with curiosity seemed to say. “Who are you shouldn’t you be in camp? Wrapped in the tail off your mother? ” Knife asked.
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