(BlazerDream: I'm sorry, but you'll need to use spellcheck a lot... This place is semi-lit, and one of the rules here state that we'd like at least two lines per post, at the very bare minimum, and good punctuation/grammar. Otherwise, I'd need to un-accept you, which I really hate having to do D: Also, you'll have to change your posts ^^" Here, when a new character is added, we just jump them into a post as if they were always there, so try that

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Seapaw could feel his discomfort, but continued on. Last she checked, him living was a bit more important that how comfortable he felt with a medicine cat apprentice licking his wounds. Tongue lapping away at the last scraps of blood, she pulled away, as if to inspect him through vision, though that was obviously impossible. "Its all I can do now. I'm sorry... He's to rely on Starclan having mercy upon him now."
Owlspirit licked the top of her head, whispered a soft "I love you" as he did so, praying to Starclan that they'd find their daughters. Pulling away, he scanned the camp with desperation in his gaze. "Lightkit? Sablekit? Girls, where are you?" His voice rung out clearly, eyes flashing. Strayclan would be. They'd be hunted down, and they would be
killed.
Prim ♥ She's my most precious character, go love her. ;3 Mood: Creative
Doing: Critiquing
Should be Doing: Project
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paying well. Shoot me a PM and we can discuss something.
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Stay weird everyone. ;) ♥