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my baby don't talk sweet [private]
By: Raven` Date: August 1, 2015, 4:25 pm
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[ polarpaw please ]
Decembersnow wandered far from AshClan - to far for her to call
it a wander. She wanted to see her baby boy, to say the least.
She missed him, and wanted to have a conversation with him.
Though the chance of him hating her was high, she would take it.
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Re: my baby don't talk sweet [private]
By: dawnfire111 Date: August 3, 2015, 7:24 pm
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Polarpaw was out by himself, checking and marking the borders.
He was alone most days, honestly. Mostly because he didn't have
many friends, but he tried to not let it bother him too much.
Instead, he occupied his time with improving his skills by
constantly going on these 'solo patrols'. Hunting, which at
first wasn't one of his strong points, was now a talent of his.
Filling up the fresh-kill pile didn't help his loneliness,
sadly.
Suddenly he caught a familiar scent. He first recognized AshClan
and immediately braced himself for something bad to happen.
Then, as it grew closer and stronger, he stopped in his tracks.
Mom? No, it couldn't be. What was she doing here? Not knowing
what to think, he started following it, his brown eyes and
strong nose searching it out.
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Re: my baby don't talk sweet [private]
By: Raven` Date: August 3, 2015, 7:34 pm
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Decembersnow halted near the border, staring at it expectantly,
as if it would bend and move on its own. Open up, in a sense, so
she could get through and not disturb it with her new scent. Of
course, that kind of stuff doesn't exist in this world
(surprisingly enough) and the she-cat took a risk, and stepped
over the boarder. She glanced back at it before trekking ahead.
She licked her maw and scented the air, making sure that there
were no patrols. Due to Polarpaw being downwind of her, she had
difficulty sniffing him out individually. All she could get was
that he was a part of FrozenClan, and he could potentially
attack her. With this info, the she-cat dove into a bush and hid
in it, waiting for the cat to come by and reveal themself.
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