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Post by riverbeat on Aug 30, 2006 13:18:19 GMT -5
Riverbeat a young grey she-cat trotted along the shores of the beach her dark green eyes gleaming as they looked over all the passed by her.
She wasnt of a clan and had been born in the life of a loner which had made her a threat to the clan warriors.
Although this place was the only place she ever felt calm and where she knew the other warriors from the clan wouldnt find her.
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Post by riverbeat on Aug 30, 2006 13:24:34 GMT -5
watching seagulls fly above they seemed to yell at her for being there and she felt as if that the entire land was telling her to leave and never come back.
Looking down at her paws she thought of her somewhat blury past.
yes she might've thought she was born a loner but her past as a kit was to blury to make out.
All she could remember was a she-cat waleing in pain as she died and then being carryed away crying for the she-cat that she didnt remember.
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Post by riverbeat on Aug 30, 2006 13:25:43 GMT -5
She had several dreams with that she-cat yet she could never make out the details of the cat nor could she remember her captive.
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Post by riverbeat on Aug 31, 2006 17:21:25 GMT -5
So as she sat on the beach she thought about the details of the she-cat trying to see what she might've looked like so she could find her once more.
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Post by riverbeat on Sept 1, 2006 13:26:41 GMT -5
But to no avail and she soon forgot all about the she-cat for the time being only to catch the scents of nearby cats.
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Post by autumnheart on Sept 2, 2006 13:57:57 GMT -5
Her ears perked slightly with interest but she didnt move from her spot even though her heart kept urging her on to bound over to them.
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Post by autumnheart on Sept 2, 2006 13:58:35 GMT -5
((oppse I posted as autumnheart instead of riverbeat))
((riverbeat is my other account))
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