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ShadowClan / Re: but she's so afraid of f-f-falling in love~
« on: November 30, 2012, 11:30:28 pm »Padding out of the apprentices' den, head high and proud, it was Temporarypaw.
Temp was only around 6 and a half moons old, but she was actually about the size of a two moon old kit.
Her russet stripes were shimmering as she had just recently cleaned them.
Her beautiful blue eys were closed. Well, that was the problem. When she opened her eyes at the freshkill pile, she saw all the cats out in the clearing.
She gasped quickly, and tried to put herself back into the good world, but she failed.
Hastily she picked out a tiny, skinny mouse and padded to the edge of camp.
Temporarypaw's blue eyes scanned the camp, looking at the many apprentices, and other cats.
After quickly making use of the small prey, Temp began to groom her dusty white paws.
Temp was only around 6 and a half moons old, but she was actually about the size of a two moon old kit.
Her russet stripes were shimmering as she had just recently cleaned them.
Her beautiful blue eys were closed. Well, that was the problem. When she opened her eyes at the freshkill pile, she saw all the cats out in the clearing.
She gasped quickly, and tried to put herself back into the good world, but she failed.
Hastily she picked out a tiny, skinny mouse and padded to the edge of camp.
Temporarypaw's blue eyes scanned the camp, looking at the many apprentices, and other cats.
After quickly making use of the small prey, Temp began to groom her dusty white paws.