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Rest in peace Fiona my serama frizzle chicken. On April 26 she was taken and killed by a raccoon. For some people, chickens don't rank up with dogs and cats as meaningful companions. I strongly disagree chickens do have souls just like every animal. Rest peacefully in heaven, my sweet snowball of curly feathers. __________________________ link ┃ Signature credit
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*Hollystar* wrote:"You can't tell me what to do!" She raced back over to Whitestar and purred
"Gingerkit, enough is enough. I am a warrior. You have to do what I say," Shadowheart said as calm as he possibly could, even though this kit was driving him out a tree. "Now go back to the nursery and stay there until you are told to come out," he said as he pointed his tail to the nursery.
Nightflare then camp back to camp, he soon realized that Whitestar was insane again. He then did a smirk and walked up to the leader. "So are you still my leader now?" He joked, which we normally did not do.
Silentpaw watched the scene, he was about to go out when he saw his father, so Silentpaw shrunk back into the shadows of the den.
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Rainfur sighed lightly as she padded back into camp with some fresh-kill in her mouth. She smiled widely as she placed it in the fresh-kill pile and looked around the camp. She then padded over to the shaded place as she started to clean herself.
Firefur was relaxing outside of the elder's den, enjoying the moons that she had to rest. She looked up at the sky as she laid on her back and smiled widely as she acted like a small kit.
Creamkit was playing with a moss ball out in the camp clearing with her mother watching from outside the nursery. She pounced on the moss ball as it rolled over towards Hawktalon. Hawktalon purred lightly as she passed the moss ball back to her kit.
Shadowheart sat next to the warrior den, still thinking about what happened the night before. He couldn't understand why kits couldn't just listen to older cats.
Silverkit was sitting in the corner of her mothers leg. She opened her eyes, and when she saw, her mother is not looking at her, she pounced on Creamkit and tried to bite her, but she did not. She just made a small scratch.
Tigerfang was at the Hollyclan border and drank from the stream. " I wonder if I could go and kill some of those cats... Or take a life from Nightstar until the gathering. Then Fireclan could kill her... " He said making a serious face to a bush.