mystic
Warrior
Resident Trekkie
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Post by mystic on Sept 7, 2010 11:41:08 GMT -5
Finchnose I am not distracta- oh look a butterfly! Finchnose looked up at the setting sun. It had only been a few days ago as the sun set that he and his siblings had been made warriors of Riverclan. He smiled happily. It was fun being a warrior, so much stuff to do. Then he turned back to Heatherpaw. He felt more relaxed around her and not as hyper. "Did you have fun?" He asked, as he walked with her towards the fresh kill pile. "Oh, look nice and full. Why don't we go take your mouse to the nursery?" He asked. He picked up a vole and padded towards the nursery with it. His chest puffed out with pride and his whiskers curled happily. He felt like quite a big tom.
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Post by sadiebutt on Sept 10, 2010 11:38:56 GMT -5
Heatherpaw nodded and followed Finchnose to the nursery. Her head was held up high as she brought her first catch into camp. Her eyes darted about looking for Appleclaw, her mentor. Sure, Heatherpaw would have preferred having Finchnose as a mentor but she wanted the older she-cat to see the fresh kill. Looking at Finchnose again she felt a giggle escaping her mouth. It was a muttered giggle, the mouse being in her mouth still.
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