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Post by Whisperstar on Nov 7, 2006 19:00:04 GMT -5
Whisperstar sprang up onto High Rock and let out a yowl to gather her Clan. Watching the cats appear she began her mesage. "The Gathering is tonight, and those who come I suggest you say little. With the trouble Froststar has been causing I do not want her to think anything of us." she surveyed her cats seriously.
"Being silent rocks wont help us much though, ask questions where you can." She lept down, and headed over to wait by the camp entrance. On her way over, she let her body relax, and gave her tail a few experimental lazy flicks.
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Post by ~Snowstar~ on Nov 10, 2006 0:08:16 GMT -5
Tweedcoat groaned slightly as she noted that they were moving so suddenly. She wasn't sure about Whisperstar's advise to keep as quite as possible; surely they would then be considered stupid? And then, if they asked questions, others may get suspicious. Then, moving as quickly as her old, tired limbs could take her, she followed her leader. "I suppose we can't really win," she mumbled. "Whatever we do will not stop Froststar."
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Post by Whisperstar on Nov 10, 2006 21:16:41 GMT -5
Whisperstar looked over at the elder, when the cat's eyes were elsewhere her blank expression turned into great sadness. The look disappeared quickly though. Her Clan should not worry, some of them would survive. They had to. Defiance blazed into her eyes before she quelled it.
She needed to be calm at the Gathering. Calm. Her Clan may very well hate her when she got back. Maybe.
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