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Post by karliwild on Dec 21, 2009 16:15:05 GMT -7
Smallfeather narrowed his eyes, "Yes, I did. What about her?"
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Post by †Stealth† on Dec 21, 2009 16:27:13 GMT -7
"Well I dreamed about her, and she said, well she said it wasn't my time yet, is she in Ghostclan?" Stormpaw asked, just now realizing that might have been it.
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Post by karliwild on Dec 21, 2009 16:35:32 GMT -7
Smallfeather stared at Stormpaw for several heartbeats, before replying, "Yes she is in Ghostclan. She was my mentor, Brittlebranch."
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Post by †Stealth† on Dec 21, 2009 16:38:55 GMT -7
"Does that mean I almost died?" Scorchpaw's eyes grew wide.
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Post by karliwild on Dec 21, 2009 17:01:55 GMT -7
"No" Smallfeather said quietly, "It means you did die."
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Post by †Stealth† on Dec 21, 2009 17:03:23 GMT -7
"What? how could I have died, I'm still here," Stormpaw said, "aren't I?"
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Post by karliwild on Dec 21, 2009 17:06:43 GMT -7
Smallfeather stared at Stormpaw, "Ghostclan obviously doesn't think it is time for you to hunt with them."
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Post by †Stealth† on Dec 21, 2009 17:15:46 GMT -7
"Well, I should hope not," Stormpaw said, his throat feeling much better.
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Post by karliwild on Dec 21, 2009 17:20:10 GMT -7
Smallfeather got to hs paws, "you should feel very lucky that you survived and were able to meet Ghostclan."
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Post by †Stealth† on Dec 21, 2009 17:25:18 GMT -7
"Oh, I do," Stormpaw said.
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Post by karliwild on Dec 21, 2009 17:30:05 GMT -7
Smallfeather nodded and went to look over his herbs. He turned back to Stormpaw, "I'm going to gather a few herbs, I shouldn't be gone long. If you need anything just send someone after me."
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Post by †Stealth† on Dec 21, 2009 17:32:18 GMT -7
"Ok"
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Post by karliwild on Dec 21, 2009 17:42:58 GMT -7
Smallfeather left the den and went out into the forest. He headed for the patch of catmint he had found not too long ago.
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Post by †Stealth† on Dec 21, 2009 17:45:09 GMT -7
Stormpaw fell back asleep.
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Post by karliwild on Dec 21, 2009 17:52:56 GMT -7
Smallfeather nipped off several stalks of the precious plant and then headed back home. On the way he collected some marigold he found.
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