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windclan camp thread &&
By: almond Date: April 21, 2013, 1:21 pm
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[center]The ivory stoat slithered into camp with a grimace on
her face. She felt like prey living among predators here in
WindClan, but oh well-- this was her home. And that would never
change as long as she lived.
With her black beady eyes she scanned the camp for someone,
anyone to talk to. Not many people wanted to bother with someone
like her but, honestly, sometimes she felt the same. She
understood where they came from. Who wanted to hang out with a
rodent one quarter the size of yourself? No one. That she
learned from moons of solidity and neglect.
#Post#: 1830--------------------------------------------------
Re: windclan camp thread &&
By: ♥ pure Date: April 21, 2013, 3:44 pm
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Copperburnt the serval medicine cat padded out the den and
stretched his taut muscles, yawning. He looked around and saw
the stoat, with a nonexsistant eyebrow and padded over "Hm?" he
murmured.
#Post#: 1836--------------------------------------------------
Re: windclan camp thread &&
By: almond Date: April 21, 2013, 3:51 pm
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[center]Her beady black eyes lit up unusually at the sight of
the Medicine Cat, Copperburnt. Oh how he aspired to be just like
her! Well, in stoat form, that is. Dixie let a crooked grin was
slapped onto her maw when she jumped to her paws and barked,
"Hello~!" Her chiming voice rang clear and loud, full of joy.
Ivory paws thumped all around as she hopped to and fro with
happiness. Just a kid who gets excited around herbs.
[pure, private thread?]
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Re: windclan camp thread &&
By: ♥ pure Date: April 21, 2013, 3:54 pm
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( fo sho. B] )
Copperburnt just frowned and then sniffed the stoat "Uh... hello
there." he mttered and then sat down.
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Re: windclan camp thread &&
By: almond Date: April 21, 2013, 4:01 pm
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[center]"What's wrong?" She asked with nonexistent eyebrows
raised. Did Copperburnt not like her? Her brow furrowed with
concern, the stoat shook her ivory pelt clean of debris, trying
to change the mood of the conversation, "Well, what do you want
to do? Herb collecting?" She suggested with a chuckle, though
secretly, she desired to do so. Dixie yearned to do medicine
things like the Medicine Cat, but hey-- she was only a rodent in
WindClan. And was only treated like one.
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Re: windclan camp thread &&
By: ♥ pure Date: April 21, 2013, 4:06 pm
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Copper blinked and then smiled "Nothing... its just me, y'know."
he explained and then closed his eyes "Herb collecting? Sure
thing, kid. Sure thing." he answered and then stood and dipped
his head "Would you like to climb aboard on my head? I want to
do this quickly, and I like your pep, kiddo." he smiled warmly
and then waited.
( would you like me to make it? )
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Re: windclan camp thread &&
By: almond Date: April 21, 2013, 4:36 pm
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[center]oc; whatever works for you love<3
The ivory stoat then sat on her hind legs, an eye to eye smile
set squarely on her face. Sometimes you do get what you wish
for, eh? Dixie hoped to make a good first impression on miss
Copperburnt and decided that staying calm was a better idea. The
rodent chimed merrily, "Oh, sure thing," She scurried over to
the Medicine Cat and heaved a grunt, hopping atop his back and
pawing to the top of his head. Her little back legs dangled a
bit to the sides, but no worries-- she guessed he'd be able to
hold her no problem.
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