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Post by Lionclaw, Dawnheart, Sablepaw on Jun 26, 2006 14:38:27 GMT -5
((OOC: Don't worry, Rowan. I kinda had the same thing happen with me. I also appologize to everyone for sorta ditching you guys, and I will do my very best to stay active even if no one else is. As to my stats: Name: Dawnheart Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice: AquapawPlease don't beat yourself up about this Rowan. All of us do this at some time or another, and it just reminds us that we have responsibilities, both online and offline. Just remember, you can talk to me if you have anything going on that you need to talk about. That's one of my jobs as you medicine cat. ))
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Post by StarClan on Jun 26, 2006 16:44:39 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks, Thorn. You're a real pal.
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Goldpaw
Apprentice
Goldpaw is a social, estatic, perky, jumpy, and friendly cat.
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Post by Goldpaw on Jun 29, 2006 11:24:33 GMT -5
OK, Goldpaw Apprentice (with no mentor)
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Post by greenpaw on Jun 29, 2006 22:23:52 GMT -5
Name:Greenpaw Status:Apprentice with no mentor
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Jul 3, 2006 15:13:34 GMT -5
OOC: I'll make a thread for everybody to post on, and put the names that are here on it, too.
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Post by StarClan on Jul 3, 2006 15:43:29 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks Kemp. Glad to see you here.
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Post by RiggatPAW on Dec 19, 2008 13:34:59 GMT -5
----Two and a half years later...------
*Resinstar climbed out of the leaders den, stretching her paws. Only two cats were left in Windclan now- Ivorykit and herself. Ivorykit was six moons old now, she would be promoted, and Resinstar would be her mentor. They would make Windclan grow strong together, even if it meant recruiting loners into the clan.
She leaped to the very top of SpeakingHill and let out a long, mournful, almost loon-like yell to the darkening sky.*
Let all cats old enough to catch there own pray gather for a clan meeting!
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Post by SilverSTAR and SoulWIND! on Dec 21, 2008 11:06:32 GMT -5
**For a long time there was only silence in the windy passture. Apparently, there was no cats old enough to catch their own prey... yet. But there was one little white kitten with bright blue round eyes. She shyly looked out from the nursery and gazed up at her leader, questioning if she was announcing to her too. Giving a breathe, the She-kit slowly walked out of the nursery and to the SpeakingHill.**
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Post by RiggatPAW on Dec 25, 2008 8:30:15 GMT -5
((I am making this up as I go, btw))
*Resinstar allowed herself a small smile. One cat was still here.*
Ivorykit, you are now six moons ald, and ready to be promoted to an apprentice.
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