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[G] .:: jump in the D U M P (;; Runningfern and Moonscar only plz.
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Topic Started: Jul 9 2009, 02:30 PM (32 Views)
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brinazarski
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Jul 9 2009, 02:30 PM
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Runningfern
A broad, muscular tabby tom raced out of the pines, leading the way to the Twoleg place. Today he would show Moonscar his new discovery of something she probably never even dreamed. The cones below tickled his pads, but they soon met soft, wet grass after a night's storm. "Keep up, Moonscar." He meowed. His indigo eyes glowing, he headed towards their destination. Runningfern expected questions from this she-cat - what normal Clan cat would come to a kittypets' home? In fact, what normal ShadowClan cat would do such a thing?
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Jul 9 2009, 02:41 PM
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"Coming." Moonscar mewed, trying to keep up with Runningfern. Her small paws were being pummbled by sharp rocks and twigs, but her curiosity made her ignore the throbing her her sore pads. "Where are we off to-" The tabby asked, abruptly cut off by the looming two-leg place. Her paws were on wet grass now as she stopped breathing for a moment at the smell. Now changing her question, Moonscar quickly asked, "What are we doing here?"
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Aug 5 2009, 10:09 AM
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Runningfern
Runningfern smirked. "I want to show you something." His paws carried him further, as he passed the Twoleg nests. Scenting the air, he knew he was coming closer to what he wanted. In an instant, he spotted a shining silver cylinder. Though there were many he had originally passed, this one had a scent of interest. It wasn't the most inviting smell, but this is what he wanted. "Here we are," he whispered. "Keep quiet, before we do anything, I need to check something." The tom went in a hunter's crouch, and shook his hind quarters. He jumped up on the windowsill of a Twoleg home, and peered inside through the transparent glass. Runningfern pricked his ears forward. Not a sound to be heard, and not a sight to be seen. "The coast's clear...I think." He jumped on the odd-looking can, knocking it down. It caused a loud clatter, hurting his sensitive ears, causing the warrior to cringe. A lot of junk had fallen out. But as they say - one man's junk is another man's treasure. "Moonscar, look how much stuff is here! Uneaten food, and even some weird stuff that we can maybe find use for! What do you think?" He was proud of his findings. Any other cat would think he was crazy, but he hoped Moonscar would think differently.
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