Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Moor

A wide, open, breezy area with lots of little knooks and crannies for hunting mice and voles.

8 comments:

  1. What's that scent? It smells.....like....*hears a stick crack and flips around* BADGER!!! Help! *badger swats her*

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  2. Featherwhisker! *leaps onto the badger and scratches one of it's eyes. Get's flipped off. Badger runs away*

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  3. Littlepaw! *runs over to her*

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  4. Stripedclaw......was I...was I a good...?

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  5. Yes, Littlepaw. You were the best Apprentice I've ever had. *pauses for a moment* Dreamclan, please look down on this Apprentice and consider her worthy for her Medicine Cat name. Littlepaw, I give you the name Littleleaf, for your courage and bravery. *touches noses with Littleleaf*

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  6. Thank-you, Stripedclaw........*closes eyes and dies*

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  7. Littleleaf! Oh, I'm so sorry. *pushes her head into Littleleaf's fur* Thank-you so much....

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  8. All right, Darkpaw. What do you hear? What do you smell? Feel the wind blowing against your fur-do you smell that?

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