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[AngelGhost]

I luv ur sig House ouo))

[majima]

( teehee thank you ^·^)

[AngelGhost]

I mean, THAT FACE))

['pyrrhic]

{Thanks.

Drus looked at the dirt as she swished her long, fluffy tail across it. She purred and twitched one ear thoughtfully as she looked to the sky. She barely moved and was getting antsy to actually take a walk and move the first time today. Her toes stretched out and she started to move forward on her light feet. She noticed the sound of birds and smiled at the beautiful sound. Her heart thumped evenly as she started to move, unknowingly, to the Windclan campgrounds. She tried to slow her pace as she hid in the bushes near the large camp. Her eyes shot around as she looked at the differed cats. 'Wow.' She quickly thought before pulling her ears back quickly with care. She saw mud, she rubbed in it so she'd hide her scent fully. She started around the borders of the large camp and came around behind the many dens. She was intelligent but knew she might get caught walking in a clan - cats territory with mud suck to her long Havana fur.

[majima]

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MoonPaw looked up at RippledStream I'm bored Do we have to collect herbs" She stopped her sentence as she watched him

[AngelGhost]

Rippledstream lifted his head as he sniffed. A well covered, but not completely cat was passing by. "Who's there?!" He hissed loud enough for the clan to hear.

[amethyst14]

Blackfoot went to Ripplestream and listened with him.
Diptail scented the air and walked out of camp and towards the new cat, making sure he was not seen.

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

Firefly looked at the others. "Let's get back to camp." He then heard Rippledstream growling at something and then saw the covered cat and growled.

[amethyst14]

Lionheart held the prey she caught but a low growl escaped her.

['pyrrhic]

Drus now knew, busted. She looked around but all there was were cats, cats and dirt. She knew what she had to do but was ceased by her brain, which had been hasty and stopped thinking. She soon resorted to the only thing she knew at that point. She huddled low to the soft dirt and wrapped her long, mud covered tail by her side and shook off most of the mud, revealing the beautiful Havana she is. Her eyes squinted and her ears shot back, she let out a loud hiss and swept her tail around as a warning. She looked huddled like a brown rock, but her paws all lay under her small, but fluffy body. She growled stiffly and she kept hissing, looking scared but willing to attack. She knew she was in fact scared, out of her wits.