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       #Post#: 4107--------------------------------------------------
       or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: mocking
       Date: December 9, 2012, 9:29 pm
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       With her heart weighing her down like stone, Lanternpaw padded
       through the territory. The aggressive apprentice was having a
       mood swing and had a sense of premonition. She was going to be
       right, after all, but she didn't know that. The WindClan
       apprentice stopped at the RiverClan border, sighing.
       #Post#: 4109--------------------------------------------------
       Re: or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: EVERLASTiNG
       Date: December 9, 2012, 9:31 pm
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       The crippled tom sat on the RiverClan border with a yawn. He had
       done with once before, and it was about time he do it again for
       bragging rights. "Hey, Windy!" he shouted to Lanternpaw from
       across the border.
       #Post#: 4110--------------------------------------------------
       Re: or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: mocking
       Date: December 9, 2012, 9:32 pm
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       Lanternpaw sighed. "Hi, River," she said sarcastically back, not
       in the mood for anything at the moment.
       #Post#: 4113--------------------------------------------------
       Re: or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: EVERLASTiNG
       Date: December 9, 2012, 9:38 pm
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       Paragonpaw hopped uncoordinatedly across some stepping stones,
       grinning. "What's up?"
       #Post#: 4115--------------------------------------------------
       Re: or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: mocking
       Date: December 9, 2012, 9:39 pm
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       "Nothing much, and you?" Lanternpaw said, some haze blocking her
       senses. The sense of premonition. She was rooted to the ground,
       unable to move by some unseen force. Also known as her
       roleplayer.
       #Post#: 4116--------------------------------------------------
       Re: or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: EVERLASTiNG
       Date: December 9, 2012, 9:41 pm
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       "Eh, nothing really. I learned that a special herb grows here,
       by the water. Can you help a MCA out and join me to find some?"
       he questioned, smiling.
       #Post#: 4117--------------------------------------------------
       Re: or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: mocking
       Date: December 9, 2012, 9:43 pm
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       "Fine," said Lanternpaw, feeling that she couldn't control her
       actions. The scent of that one-of-a-kind plant was blocking her
       senses...
       #Post#: 4118--------------------------------------------------
       Re: or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: EVERLASTiNG
       Date: December 9, 2012, 9:46 pm
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       Paragonpaw nodded, picking some catmint and handing it to her
       lightly.
       #Post#: 4119--------------------------------------------------
       Re: or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: mocking
       Date: December 9, 2012, 9:48 pm
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       Lanternpaw smiled, taking it, then keeling over.
       #Post#: 4123--------------------------------------------------
       Re: or lack thereof. [p]
   DIR By: EVERLASTiNG
       Date: December 9, 2012, 11:06 pm
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       "You okay?" Paragon asked, fabricating worry.
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