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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 23, 2017 0:02:22 GMT -5
[ maybe a week ]
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Post by Moontail on Aug 23, 2017 11:09:23 GMT -5
~ok~
Mistypelt sat up and trod out of the medicine cat den, leaving that herb scent behind and breathed in the fresh scent of morning dew.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 23, 2017 11:16:12 GMT -5
Acornstrike was sifting through the fresh-kill pile in search of a shrew. When he found one buried under, he settled down to eat.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 23, 2017 20:22:13 GMT -5
"Hi, Acornstrike." Mistypelt said as she grabbed a bird and sat down next to him. "So... uh... what's up?" She said awkwardly.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 24, 2017 11:02:07 GMT -5
Acornstrike purred and dipped his head to his friend. "Just got back from a hunting patrol. I actually caught that sparrow you're about to eat."
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Post by Moontail on Aug 24, 2017 17:13:14 GMT -5
"Then thank you!" She giggled. "That's impressive! It's very big." She said as she took a bite.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 25, 2017 13:10:22 GMT -5
"Thank you!" Acornstrike purred, curling his tail around his lanky body. "Maybe we can go hunting later?" He asked, taking another bite of his fresh-kill.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 25, 2017 13:15:14 GMT -5
"Your welcome!" She said as she nudged him. "I'd love to go hunting with you later."
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 29, 2017 10:36:45 GMT -5
"Cool." Acornstrike purred, moving closer to Mistypelt.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 29, 2017 10:38:16 GMT -5
"Yeah! Cool!" She said back awkwardly as she chuckled nervously.
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