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Post by dreamsong on May 27, 2009 14:18:30 GMT -8
Dreamsong padded along. She blinked a few times looking around keeping low to the ground. She was wide awake even though it was very late. She sighed as she sat down and rolled to her side. She has had some trouble sleeping the past few nights. She has been thinking of her past so much.
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xKyoixxAmethystx
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Post by xKyoixxAmethystx on May 27, 2009 17:10:13 GMT -8
Rustle. Coming from where? It was from the northwest from Dreamsong. The hunter looked at the scent of her prey, just resting there. The late night air was crisp and clean, with a slight chill. Silent step. Step after step. Hunter's paws barely touched the ground. Finally, when her prey was distracted she lept, landing on poor Dreamsong. Who was it? None other than the Hyperactive Apprentice of Windclan herself, Hawkpaw. Her blind eyes closed as she lifted her head into a cute, yet chibi-ish smile.
"Hey Dreamsong!" She greeted hyperly, and somewhat loud for the night.
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