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Post by Primrosepaw on May 8, 2016 12:32:42 GMT
A small lithe creamy coloured figure was making her way though the forest, it was a nice day and she deiced she would go for a walk and enjoy it. As the walk continued the earth beneath her paws began to get wetter. Primrosepaw lightened her paw steps and carried on walking, she lifted her head and parted her jaws tasting the air. She recognized it to be ShadowClan. It wasn't a particularly nice smell to the RiverClan apprentice, but it didn't bother her to the extent or turning around and going somewhere else. Also she knew she wouldn't get in trouble since she actually wasn't on their territory and didn't want to be. Primrosepaw carried on for a moment until she caught the sight of a unknown figure standing on the other side of the border. Amber eyes gleaming with curiosity she padded closer to get a better look.
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Post by Brindlepaw on May 8, 2016 12:38:28 GMT
The tortoiseshell apprentice had been sent by her mentor to find a certain type of herb, although as usual the pretty she cat had gotten distracted from her original intentions. She decided to take a stroll own to the border they share with RiverClan, since her mentor didn't often send her their and she was curious. When Brindlepaw arrived she saw a beautiful creamy coloured she cat approaching her, so she stood proudly awaiting to greet the unknown cat. Even though RiverClan scent markers where terrible, this time Brindlepaw didn't care she was more focussed on the pretty cat who was presumably RiverClan.
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Post by Primrosepaw on May 9, 2016 22:29:53 GMT
Primrosepaw braced herself to greet the cat, anticipation blinding in her stomach, she had no idea if the cat was nice, hostile, aggressive. She pondered if she continued walked focused on the forest ahead the she cat wouldn't bother he, it wasn't the best idea she admitted that it was better than nothing. Her bold fear stretched beautiful amber eyes diverted to the horizon in front of her. Primrosepaw took one paw step in front of the unknown figure, all she could tell was it was definitively a ShadowClan cat perhaps a warrior or apprentice which struck fear in the lithe femmes heart.
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