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standard issued vintage [private]
By: almond Date: April 21, 2013, 6:56 pm
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Oedipus was honestly stuck. What was there to do right now? He
was on the edge of his seat waiting for something to happen, a
battle, an announcement, something. Anything. But damn, this
place was literally a ghost town, no pun intended. What could
they do to spark things up, other than the promotions? Not a
single thing came to mind.
Silver tabby paws carried the Posse member forward and into the
center of camp. A delectable vole caught his eye, already having
gotten a sniff earlier in the morning when he walked by.
Snatching it from the pile, his dark green eyes scanned for a
place to eat. Outside the Leaders den? Why fucking not.
He found himself just outside the entrance to the right, plopped
down and eating away at the prey. It was only a matter of time
until he would be approached for conversation.
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Re: standard issued vintage [private]
By: ♥ pure Date: April 22, 2013, 6:32 am
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Keiko was honestly happy she was demoted. Herbs and healing
wasn't her thing, but, she still missed seeing Penpaw. She
blinked and yawned, stretching. She glanced and saw the deputy.
Not the one to begin and conversation, the she-cat padded over
and gave him a nod and garabbed the nearest prey, and plopped
down, nibbling on it, her eyes looking upward at the sky, they
weren't really full of any type of emotion, mainly boredom.
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