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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2020 4:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2020 12:23 am
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Softfeather was still awaiting Mistwalker's reply when a resounding call cut through the air. Turning her head, she looked to Feather Fall and felt anticipation swell inside of her. Large patrols were not unheard of in LightningClan, with so many cats in the Clan, but to patrol with so many new cats.
Take it in stride, Softfeather. She told herself. You chose this life, after all. And she set a determined look upon her face as she observed the gathering of other Tribe cats nearby. At the quiet meow of the cat beside her, she turned to look at him and she smiled, flicking her ears in acknowledgement. "I'll hold you to that." She informed him with a glint in her eye, before she turned back to gazing up at her leader, no... her Mountain Seeker.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2020 9:53 am
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Feather nodded at Mistwalker, swishing her tail in appreciation. “The tribe thanks you, your paws are a valuable asset. As is everyone’s!” She called out again, standing up and leaping down off the rock above her den. She purred, dipping her head in greeting to those that had gathered and waved her tail for them to follow, passing a thankful glance at Kaori.
She turned next to Silent Blaze, again dipping her head respectfully in greeting at the medicine cat. “Forest of endless hunting prevent it, but should we need your skills, would you accompany us on this patrol as well?” She asked the Earth Speaker, silently wondering where Bitter Dew was. Perhaps they needed restocking on their herbs? Oh well, this is why she was glad to have not one, but two healers.
“We’ll leave some warriors in camp to stay and defend Tale Keepers and Underlings, but the rest of you, with me.” She called loudly again and began to lead them towards the entrance of their camp.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2020 8:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2020 7:40 pm
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Timber's head rose up as she heard Feather Fall call out to the tribe. With a hesitant swish of her tail, the colorful she-cat got to her paws, slowly trotting over. She listened to her Mountain Seeker's words, Timber's ears twitched slightly, her head perking up just a little bit more. Suddenly, it seemed many cats were deciding to go, and she didn't know what exactly to do. She had spaced out for a moment, only to find that Feather Fall was already leaving! Oh, was she too late? She shuffled on her paws, unsure. Then, she hurried after her.
"Feather Fall! Feather Fall!" She called quickly, hoping to get her attention. "May I come as well?" She wanted to learn more about the territory and such. Surely enough cats would be left behind to defend if she went... right?
Fea Line Timber addressing Feather Fall
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