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Post by brotherbear on Mar 26, 2012 7:27:21 GMT -5
Hazelpaw padded back and forth across the top of the hill. Her brown pelt bristled as the wind hit it. She had asked the older apprentice to meet her here. This was where they had gotten into their argument. Hazelpaw had yelled at Foxpaw about only caring about becoming a warrior. That being said the two had grown apart and that was one thing that she didn't like. Even though Foxpaw and her were nearly considered littermates Foxpaw knew that his mother had really died.
She wanted to meet Foxpaw here only to tell him that she loved him dearly. However she wasn't entirely sure how to go about telling him. The ginger and white apprentice was headstrong. That and always had a gang of she-cats around him. Trying to get the handsome and powerful apprentice alone was a task in itself. She suddenly felt her stomach not up. What if he already had a mate since their fight. The brown apprentice blinked back tears and waited...hopefuly he would be wise and come alone.
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Post by Thorn on Mar 28, 2012 18:29:22 GMT -5
Foxpaw let out a snort as he climbed the large hill. The ginger and white tom was requested by HAzelpaw herself to meet her here. Normally he would have brought a friend but he figured she would have been disapointed. The pair hadn't talked to each since the meeting on the hill. Foxpaw puffed out his chest. He had just finished his warrior assessment and within the next few nights his ceremony would be held. With a look of power in his amber eyes he spotted the brown tabby she-cat and raised a brow.
She looked nervous. That was the first thing he picked out. She also looked like her heart had been broken. He let his tail hit the ground and his ears pulled back. He didn't want to make Hazelpaw angry with him so he kept his distance."You wanted to see me Hazelpaw?
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