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hear the choir bells sing like oooohh // open
By: nightyxx Date: June 15, 2013, 8:46 pm
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[font=georgia]choirbells sat down, licking her golden paw as she
laid down on the cold cavern ground. what was there to do today?
she moved her neck to extend her sandpaper tongue to groom her
pelt. she probably needed friends-- yes, she didn't exactly have
any. she joined not too long ago in frozenclan, which explained
why she hadn't acquainted herself with anyone. her copper optics
scanned the camp, looking for any cat who didn't really have
much to do, that she could talk with. there wasn't exactly a
point in sitting around, staring. she had to do something at
least. choir looked back down and finished grooming her fur,
making it straight and neat.
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Re: hear the choir bells sing like oooohh // open
By: Jstar Date: May 15, 2015, 4:07 pm
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A well-built tom happened to be in the area. His name was
Rumble. Sure, it was a short name. He never fancied the clan
wats, the warrior code, none of that. But, of course, he was
loyal to his clan and the cats around him. Rumble was a tall,
well-built rusty brown tom with ragged fur. His eyes were a pure
blue.
Anyway, he happened to be walking around when he came across the
young she-cat known as Choirbells. At least, that's what he
thought her name was. He wasn't good at recognizing cats. He
simply didn't have the time.
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