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Post by †.Gryphonstar.† on Jun 25, 2007 19:01:06 GMT -5
((ooc: Fine by me. ^^))
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Post by Rowanstar on Jun 25, 2007 20:50:39 GMT -5
Crowfur stood up swiftly, nearly knocking Sandpaw forward. She hissed at him, but he paid her no heed. He trotted off quickly, then turned and touched his nose to Robinwing's cheek. "Take care of yourself. I have full trust in Moonlitpaw, but she is still learning. Take care of your brothers and sister, and the Clan, and don't get into trouble." Robinwing looked at him with sandess in her eyes. What if he didn't come back? This was a dangerous mission. What if none of them came back? She bent her head, not wanting Crowfur to see her sadness. For the first time in a long time, Robinwing felt like she had a father. Crowfur bowed his head, then turned and cuffed Redpaw over the ears. "And as for you, mighty warrior," he bent down and whispered in the young tom's ear, "take care of your family. They need you. . . more than you know." Redpaw looked up at the medicine cat, puffing out his chest, but the sadness in his eyes shone through. Over the moons, he had grown accustomed to seeing Crowfur. The scraggly tom had helped Greypaw, made him live when everyone else said he would die. Redpaw owed him so much for saving his younger brother. Crowfur touched noses to Greypaw and Sandpaw - who attempted to scratch his muzzle - then raced off after Willowstar. He noticed Fallenleaf shoot off into the forest and winced as he heard Willowstar call desperatly after him. The cats of RiverClan used to be able to wander throughout their territory in peace, without worry. Now, because of these strange lions, they had turned to prey in their own home.
((Now off to the WindClan meeting thingeh!))
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