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Post by ~.:Darkheart:.~ on Nov 3, 2008 17:56:50 GMT -5
((*rubs fingers and cracks nuckles* Time to get some activity in one's brain))
Darkheart loped into camp and dropped a thrush and a mouse onto the fresh-kill pile, keeping one for herself. She padded to the shade of one of the rare beech trees and settled down to enjoy her catch. Taking a tasteful bite ou of the mouse, the dark-pelted she-cat observed the camp, tail twitching back and forth.
[bleh, sucky post xD]
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Post by ♥~:Silverkit:~♥ on Nov 4, 2008 11:25:52 GMT -5
FROM;; ..In the Still [Night Air]//CLOSED Silverkit padded awkwardly away from the suddenly-silent Whispersong. 'What was that all about?' he wondered as he crossed over to where the fresh-kill pile was. He picked out a small frog then turned around. His eyes swept the camp, looking for a spot to eat, then noticed Darkheart settled under a beech tree.
Tail twitching slightly, Silverkit padded over to the warrior. He stopped in front of the black queen and set the frog down at his paws before speaking. "Um.. Hi, Darkheart. You don't mind if I eat with you, do you?" he asked, his voice rising a few tones with embarressment. His emerald eyes glowed brightly with worry as he waited for her to answer.
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