Our part of District 12, nicknamed the Seam, is usually crawling with coal miners heading out to the morning shift at this hour. Men and women with hunched shoulders, swollen knuckles, many who have long since stopped trying to scrub the coal dust out of there broken nails, the lines of their sunken faces. But today the black cinder streets are empty. Shutters on the squat gray houses are closed. The reaping isn't until two. May as well sleep in. If you can.~The Hunger Games~
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Our part of District 12, nicknamed the Seam, is usually crawling with coal miners heading out to the morning shift at this hour. Men and women with hunched shoulders, swollen knuckles, many who have long since stopped trying to scrub the coal dust out of there broken nails, the lines of their sunken faces. But today the black cinder streets are empty. Shutters on the squat gray houses are closed. The reaping isn't until two. May as well sleep in. If you can.~The Hunger Games~
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Our part of District 12, nicknamed the Seam, is usually crawling with coal miners heading out to the morning shift at this hour. Men and women with hunched shoulders, swollen knuckles, many who have long since stopped trying to scrub the coal dust out of there broken nails, the lines of their sunken faces. But today the black cinder streets are empty. Shutters on the squat gray houses are closed. The reaping isn't until two. May as well sleep in. If you can.~The Hunger Games~
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✯☻♪ ♫ ♡♞shuggie❁♌☮☀☽ wrote:Redcloud trotted over and sat directly beneth her leader. The deputy had heard about Sparkeyes, and was saddened. She had been a good friend of Redcloud's. So looked at Sandbreeze. Poor thing. He had had a tough life. She leaned against the rock. As the deputy she relized, she didn't talk to the leader much.
Sandbreeze walked slowly over, his head bowed. His eyes were clouded with pain. He had no one. He sat alone in the back of the clan.
Shadowfire hissed at Miststar. "How dare you accuse NightClan of stealing prey!" The large black and white cat spat, his green eyes sparking with anger. "Of course, thats MoonClan for you" He sneered
Sunpaw trotted over to where Ironstar had called the clan meeting, her calico pelt shining, her wide blue eyes curious. The small apprentice sat near the front of the group.
Iceflower trotted over, sitting behind Sunpaw. She was bored with her life, hopefully this would be exciting
✯☻♪ ♫ ♡♞shuggie❁♌☮☀☽ wrote:(Rainsong is having Oakfrost's kits, MoonClan is in the NightClan camp because a cat stole prey from MoonClan territory, so they might go into battle. Message me if you have any exciting ideas. Also, I have 3 of the 4 and 1 of the Rising darkness. Message me if interested!)
Miststar's blue eyes gazed at Dovestar. She had forgotten that Ravenstar was no longer the leader, and rather dissapointed. She narrowed her icy eyes. "Dovestar, shame we have to meet this way after you becoming leader. I don't mean disrespect, but you really should watch your cats more closely. I myself caught a cat from YOUR clan on MY side of the border, and they caught a mouse. Unless, you told them too" Miststar said.
Rainsong hissed. How dare she!
Our part of District 12, nicknamed the Seam, is usually crawling with coal miners heading out to the morning shift at this hour. Men and women with hunched shoulders, swollen knuckles, many who have long since stopped trying to scrub the coal dust out of there broken nails, the lines of their sunken faces. But today the black cinder streets are empty. Shutters on the squat gray houses are closed. The reaping isn't until two. May as well sleep in. If you can.~The Hunger Games~
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