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5.22.11----Fox Sightings! Greystar, Mapleshade, Tawnyfire, and Spherenight are going to check things out. The fox killed a loner queen; her two moon-old kits survived. Thornkit and Snowkit are now being fostered by Gingersage, who just had her four kits, Bramblekit, Frostkit, Hawkkit, and Clawkit. Clawkit, Thornkit, and Snowkit all need RPers.
I really want a productive warrior rp. If you're on A LOT then join this RP!

You walk along a path that never seems to end. It's mysterious and the mist clutches the damp, muddy brown. Your weak legs can barely support you for much longer. You survive on crowfood. Suddenly, the whole feeling changes. A warm breeze pushes as you know longer feel weak, rather strong and fearless. The cold temperature raises rapidly to a humid jungle-like climate. You can start to hear the chirping of birds bouncing off of the tropical palm trees. A faint, unusual scent then fills the atmosphere. A border marker. You reconize it from your old life. Mother said to avoid them, yet something pulls you in. Suddenly, a rumbling noise erupts you dash towards it, filled with curiosity. A clearing leads you to a large waterfall, small drops pelting your shaggy fur. You watch the loons gracefully swim across the lagoon. Boy, they look tasty. A large cat jumps on you and snarled. "No one dare eats the sacred loons."
Suddenly, it backs away, as a smaller she-cat approaches you. Heart pounding, you decide to stay, maybe she's nicer than that cat. "I am Greystar; welcome to EssenceClan. Do you want to join?"
5.22.11----Fox Sightings! Greystar, Mapleshade, Tawnyfire, and Spherenight are going to check things out. The fox killed a loner queen; her two moon-old kits survived. Thornkit and Snowkit are now being fostered by Gingersage, who just had her four kits, Bramblekit, Frostkit, Hawkkit, and Clawkit. Clawkit, Thornkit, and Snowkit all need RPers.
I really want a productive warrior rp. If you're on A LOT then join this RP!

You walk along a path that never seems to end. It's mysterious and the mist clutches the damp, muddy brown. Your weak legs can barely support you for much longer. You survive on crowfood. Suddenly, the whole feeling changes. A warm breeze pushes as you know longer feel weak, rather strong and fearless. The cold temperature raises rapidly to a humid jungle-like climate. You can start to hear the chirping of birds bouncing off of the tropical palm trees. A faint, unusual scent then fills the atmosphere. A border marker. You reconize it from your old life. Mother said to avoid them, yet something pulls you in. Suddenly, a rumbling noise erupts you dash towards it, filled with curiosity. A clearing leads you to a large waterfall, small drops pelting your shaggy fur. You watch the loons gracefully swim across the lagoon. Boy, they look tasty. A large cat jumps on you and snarled. "No one dare eats the sacred loons."
Suddenly, it backs away, as a smaller she-cat approaches you. Heart pounding, you decide to stay, maybe she's nicer than that cat. "I am Greystar; welcome to EssenceClan. Do you want to join?"














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