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Post by Flamestar on Dec 7, 2007 21:30:12 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Flamestar rushed in the den and called:
-Ivorystone?
Where was his deputy. he sat down with a sigh and waited.[/glow]
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Post by Sapphirestar on Jan 10, 2008 20:26:14 GMT -5
"Flamestar... can I do something?" asked a slightly hesitant yet eager voice behind the leader.
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Post by Flamestar on Jan 11, 2008 17:36:30 GMT -5
Flamestar turned around and noticed his apprentice Lightpaw. "Oh, I was looking for Ivorystone, but he must be out hunting, do you wanty tot do somme hunting work" he asked his apprentice softly.
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Post by Sapphirestar on Jan 12, 2008 14:54:36 GMT -5
Lightpaw's paws kneeded excitedly the ground, and her voice could barely containt her excitement. Her paws itched to run. "Yes!" she responded eagerly, nearly jumping out of her skin in anticipation.
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Post by Flamestar on Jan 13, 2008 14:14:19 GMT -5
Flamestar laughed. "So where do you think we should got to hunt?"he asked his apprentice.
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Post by Sapphirestar on Jan 17, 2008 20:29:08 GMT -5
Lightpaw waved her tail impatiently. "On the moor, of course!" she mewed, pacing in circles, hardly able to contain herself.
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Post by Flamestar on Jan 20, 2008 12:29:20 GMT -5
"Great idea" he purred. "You lead the way" he finished.
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Post by Sapphirestar on Feb 3, 2008 19:21:01 GMT -5
In one flowing movement, Lightpaw leaped over her leader's back and landed clean behind him.
"Uh-uh. You lead the way." she mewed, nudging him impatiently with her head.
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Post by Flamestar on Feb 4, 2008 20:02:35 GMT -5
Flamestar chuckled and stared at his apprentice. "So yuo don't know the way?" he meowed and padded out of the warrior's den signaling with his tail for Lightpaw to follow. And with one bounce he was out boundind towards the moor.
To: you know where
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Snakepaw
Apprentice 
Apprentice of ShadowClan
It surrounds you like darkness... it bites through the night like an adder...
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Post by Snakepaw on Feb 28, 2008 20:42:35 GMT -5
The corners of Lightpaw's lips (way of speech) lifted in a mischevious smile. Of course she knew where it was. But it was somewhat... akward for an apprentice to lead the leader. And...
Without listening any longer to her train of thoughts, Lightpaw leaped across camp and bounded away.
TO:: the thread on the moor
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