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       #Post#: 3905--------------------------------------------------
       This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: Splashy
       Date: November 9, 2012, 11:16 am
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       [center]Reedpaw nibbled on the leaves of the catnip Stallionpaw
       had found stashed away in the medicine cat's den, only meaning
       to have a few bites, but taking more and more. The next thing
       she knew, she couldn't see straight, and kept stumbling around.
       Her words slurred, and a slight fog blurred her vision. She
       smiled at Stallionpaw crazily, quite high on the
       catnip.[/center]
       #Post#: 4410--------------------------------------------------
       Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: dawnfire111
       Date: November 11, 2012, 8:39 pm
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       (Sorry for the late reply!)
       Blurred eyes, a crazy grin, clumsy steps, loud and awkward
       giggles. All the effects of catnip were on Stallionpaw, who had
       been stuffing himself with the delicious herb alongside Reedpaw.
       #Post#: 4448--------------------------------------------------
       Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: Splashy
       Date: November 12, 2012, 8:48 am
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       [center]"You sound weird," hiccupped Reedpaw as she stumbled in
       circles, giggles of glee escaping her throat. Finally, she
       collapsed, her paws shuffling the air, her laughter louder than
       normal.[/center]
       #Post#: 4462--------------------------------------------------
       Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: dawnfire111
       Date: November 12, 2012, 9:30 am
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       "Me?? Get a load of yourself!" Stallionpaw giggled in an
       awkward, high-pitch tone. He wobbled around, tripping over his
       long, thin legs. Finally the tom started to travel around to
       where Reedpaw lay on the ground...
       Fade in...
       #Post#: 4468--------------------------------------------------
       Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: Splashy
       Date: November 12, 2012, 10:01 am
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       [center]Fade Out
       Reedpaw giggled as Stallionpaw rolled away from her. "That was
       fun!" she squealed, rolling around in the grass. She came to a
       stop and looked over at the chocolate tom, her worry overcoming
       the catnip for a few seconds. "What if I end up pregnant?" she
       whispered. She hiccupped, the catnip taking over once more and
       the question instantly forgotten.[/center]
       #Post#: 4495--------------------------------------------------
       Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: dawnfire111
       Date: November 12, 2012, 2:48 pm
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       Stallionpaw stopped for the moment she spoke the question full
       of worry, but started to laugh like a maniac as she let out a
       squeaky hiccup. His bright green eyes let the black marble, or
       pupil, roll around, shaping into what you'd call cross-eyed. He
       stuck his tongue out and blew a raspberry before switching his
       expression back to a joyful smile. "Weeeee!!" He giggled before
       hiccuping.
       #Post#: 4498--------------------------------------------------
       Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: Splashy
       Date: November 12, 2012, 3:00 pm
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       [center]Reedpaw giggled crazily, stumbled, and lay sprawled on
       the ground, where she began a mixture of hiccups and
       giggling.[/center]
       #Post#: 4501--------------------------------------------------
       Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: dawnfire111
       Date: November 12, 2012, 4:19 pm
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       As Reedpaw lay on the ground, Stallionpaw, once again, padded
       over to the black and white she-cat. He made her roll over a bit
       with a soft nudge from his front paw...
       Fade in....Again...Yuck...
       #Post#: 4606--------------------------------------------------
       Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: Splashy
       Date: November 13, 2012, 2:54 pm
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       [center]OOC; I know, right? Fade Out
       IC; Reedpaw purred happily as, once more, Stallionpaw rolled
       away from her. She didn't act as crazy, as the effects from the
       catnip were starting to fade. Sadly, they didn't last long, and
       she wondered if that was why some cats took it so much, so that
       they could always experience such a rush, and have fun. She
       still stumbled slightly, and gave a few squeals and giggles, but
       she was starting to gain composure.[/center]
       #Post#: 4608--------------------------------------------------
       Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny]
   DIR By: dawnfire111
       Date: November 13, 2012, 4:09 pm
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       Stallionpaw purred, stretching out his front legs, causing him
       to slide his belly onto the ground with his legs sprawled out.
       He hiccuped a couple times before rolling over onto his back
       with his sleek underbelly showing. Blinking, the solid tom
       clumsily sat up, the blur starting to fade from his bright green
       eyes.
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