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       #Post#: 689--------------------------------------------------
       let's [p]lay pretend --;
   DIR By: Memmy
       Date: September 25, 2012, 8:57 pm
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       The Windclanner strode into the Apprentice's Den and flopped
       down onto her nest, not caring if she messed up anyone else's;
       Sweetpaw was in an exceptionally rotten mood this afternoon. And
       that was saying something, as the apprentice was usually
       terribly unhappy about something in life. The siamese glared
       around with narrowed blue eyes, feeling that she needed to vent
       out to someone, anyone. Vent out what? EVERYTHING. The
       approching leaf-bare, her dead mother, and even the childish
       crush on Minutemind. Gah, where was a cat when you needed one?
       #Post#: 796--------------------------------------------------
       Re: let's [p]lay pretend --;
   DIR By: Nightmare
       Date: September 26, 2012, 4:04 pm
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       [center]Songpaw cheerfully bounced to the apprentice's den and
       peeked inside, her sharp green eyes burning as she looked
       around. Her gaze rested on Sweetpaw, and she silently, but
       cautiously walked up to her, knowing from personal experience,
       of her short temper. Hoping that this was one of the times
       Sweetpaw was actually in a good mood, Songpaw gently licked
       Sweetpaw on the ear and sat down, waiting for the apprentice to
       give her usual reply.[/center]
       #Post#: 1037--------------------------------------------------
       Re: let's [p]lay pretend --;
   DIR By: Memmy
       Date: October 4, 2012, 9:00 pm
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       Ah, her explosive temper never seemed to cease. In fact, if
       Songpaw's aunt hadn't been one of her mother's closest friends,
       the siamese would have launched at her and beat her the best she
       could with seathed claws. Which, given the reckless bloodline of
       this feline, would have been quite deadly.
       Instead, Sweetpaw contented herself with tilting her ears
       backwards and baring her teeth the slightest bit with a
       menencing growl. "What the f*ck do you want, b*tch?" is what the
       agressive growls formed, and instantly the chocolate-pointed cat
       felt a bit sorry that her personality was so cold to others;
       something that she was sure that Minutemind wouldn't like.
       #Post#: 1097--------------------------------------------------
       Re: let's [p]lay pretend --;
   DIR By: Nightmare
       Date: October 13, 2012, 7:01 pm
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       [center]"You don't have to be so cold you know, I was just
       wondering if you're OK, you look troubled." Songpaw answered,
       unfazed from Sweetpaw's temper. She stood up suddenly and her
       face turned serious. "Look, we might need more fresh kill, the
       pile isn't big enough. Want to hunt with me?", Her face turning
       into a smirk, Songpaw added, "I bet I can bring back more fresh
       kill than you can." Songpaw didn't know why, but for some
       reason, whenever she was with Sweetpaw, she could finally be
       herself instead of being so polite all the time. "Are you up for
       it, Sweetpaw?" Songpaw asked of voice, and stood up to
       leave.[/center]
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