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Post by Silverstorm on May 3, 2010 18:47:39 GMT -5
Silverstorm watched as the smaller cat was pushed away. "Who is that?" she asked quietly so no other cat, except for Greyheart, could hear. She wanted to know everyones names, but wasn't sue if she could. She started to look around at the dens. She could only tell one of them and that was from the smell of milk. ~That must be where we keep the kits and their mothers.~ she thought.
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Post by | Soul | on May 3, 2010 18:52:27 GMT -5
Greyheart looked at some cats sharing prey. "His name is Blazepaw. He's the apprentice you were collecting moss for before you hit your head." it was hard for him to know that she didn't remember anything, or even anyone. knowing what he thought would happen probably didn't even stand a chance at happening.
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Post by Silverstorm on May 3, 2010 19:02:00 GMT -5
Silverstorm smiled a bit. "Blazepaw," she mewed, trying to memorize it. She looked up at the sky. The moon was almost all the way up now and it was getting a bit cold. They would have to get that moss soon so the elders wouldn't get sick. Sure, she didn't know them and if she did, she didn't remember them, but they were cats and she felt like she had a duty to help take care of them.
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Post by | Soul | on May 3, 2010 19:11:03 GMT -5
"Do you want to go get that moss now? I could help you learn names on the way." He suggested. It would help he thought. Mouse dung what if she has to go on patrol without him? Then she wouldn't know what to do, or where to go.
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Post by Silverstorm on May 3, 2010 19:20:00 GMT -5
Silverstorm gave a small nod. She began towards the enterance of the camp, as there was no fresh moss inside of the camp. She glanced back and squeased through the opening in the wall. After a minute she was standing outside of the camp. She looked around and moved out of the way so Greyheart could get through.
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Post by | Soul | on May 3, 2010 19:26:47 GMT -5
Greyheart followed, watching the other cats as to not draw their attention. he squeezed through the opening of the camp and looked around. "Ok. There should be moss where you woke up, considering you had dropped some before the fight." He said padding off in the direction of the fight.
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Post by Silverstorm on May 3, 2010 19:34:15 GMT -5
Silverstorm followed Greyheart, making sure not to make alot of noise. It was actually easier than she thought. For some reason she really didn't have to try it sort of came to her. Like it was natural. She gave a small, relieved smile.
OOC: Do you think we could timeskip to the middle of the night or something. I have an evil plan.
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Post by | Soul | on May 3, 2010 19:48:31 GMT -5
OOC: Sure night it is.
greyheart was in the middle of camp making his way toward his nice soft nest. it had been a long day, and it was time to start a new one. He padded into the den. It was warm from all the cats sleeping there. He crawled into his nest and started to dose off.
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Post by Silverstorm on May 3, 2010 19:51:55 GMT -5
Silverstorm was laying down in her nest, which was ight next to Greyheart. She had been laying there for a while and couldn't go to sleep. After a few more minutes she got up and carefully walked out of the warrios den. When she was out in the open, her silver tabby pelt glowed. The moon was beautiful tonight, yet a tear ran down her face. Was she ever going to emember who the other cats were? Was she ever going to remember anything about this clan?
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Post by Frosty on May 3, 2010 20:02:05 GMT -5
Yawning, Silverstar could not sleep. This was about the fifth time ever since StarClan left them. The leader had been rustling and turning in her nest mostly all night. Walking out of her den, she noticed Silverstorm gazing up at the skies, "Awkward," She whispered to herself, Silverstorm wasn't the cat who'd cry very often. None the less, she padded up to the warrior, "Hello Silverstorm, what brings you here up so early?"
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Post by | Soul | on May 3, 2010 20:26:24 GMT -5
Greyheart turned onto his other side. 'Was that Silverstorm?' He lifted his big gray head and looked out of the den. It was, but with Silverstar." He rested his head before realizing what toruble this could bring. May it was best for it to be found out. He kept one ear alert to listen to their conversation.
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Post by Silverstorm on May 4, 2010 5:32:52 GMT -5
Silverstorm jumped when she heard another voice. She looked over and saw another she-cat. Greyheart had told her this she-cats name. She began to think for a moment and it suddenly came to her. "I was just thinking of the past, Silverstar," she mewed, sitting down and wrapping her tail around her paws. "What about you?" she asked.
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Post by Frosty on May 4, 2010 16:47:50 GMT -5
Silverstar shrugged, "Just hoping if StarClan will reply if I still hope for them." She wondered why Silverstorm had jumped, "You seem jittery today. Is something wrong?"
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Post by Silverstorm on May 4, 2010 16:56:38 GMT -5
Silverstorm wasn't sure if she could tell the she-cat. She wanted to, she really wanted to. Would she be able to help, though? She sighed. "There's one small thing, but I don't know if I can tell you without you freaking out," she mewed, looking at the ground.
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Post by | Soul | on May 4, 2010 17:06:17 GMT -5
Greyheart immeadiately got up. He was almost clumsy enough to wake some of the warriors next to him. Carefully he crept out of the den. He walked up to the two cats, almost seeming like he was in a hurry. "What are you two doing up so late?" he questioned trying to change the subject.
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