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Post by neb on Jun 28, 2017 17:40:33 GMT -5
The she-cat looked away, embarrassed. "Well.. I hadn't gotten that far into the thinking process. I was going to ask what you thought." She meowed sheepishly. Her tail twitched nervously. Well I surely must look like a mouse brain, not having thought of an idea. What a great way to make friends. Stonestreak was a bit exasperated at her thoughtlessness, but that soon slipped her mind.
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Post by Scartail48 on Jun 28, 2017 18:19:11 GMT -5
- - Tallpine
"Ah. Got a little ahead of yourself there, huh?" Tallpine teased. He chuckled and considered a couple options until a thought popped into his head. "Alright... How about the cat who loses has to sleep outside the den in the cold for two nights," he proposed with something resembling an evil grin spreading across his thin face.
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Post by neb on Jun 28, 2017 18:24:20 GMT -5
"Just a bit." She laughed, and stuck out her tongue like a kit. Stonestreak's eyes widened. It would be a fun challenge, but she could possibly lose, and the punishment would not be fun at all. "You really are terrible aren't you!" She laughed. The thought of sleeping out in the cold was not a prospect she would like to even consider.
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Post by Scartail48 on Jun 28, 2017 19:32:02 GMT -5
- - Tallpine
"I am," he laughed, then turned to face the sun. "How about... Whoever catches the most prey by the time the sun is just above those trees," Tallpine pointed to the tops of a couple distant pine trees with his tail. "wins. Whoever doesn't... Well you know." He shivered at the thought of spending two whole nights in the cold. Only if I lose, he thought confidently.
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Post by neb on Jun 28, 2017 19:34:57 GMT -5
Stonestreak sighed dramatically. "Well alright. You're on!" She playfully shoved him before slowly walking out of camp. "I hope you enjoy sleeping outside." The she-cat teased playfully. "May the best warrior win!" As an afterthought she added. "Thats me, by the way." Her teasing remarks were a bit over the top, but the she-cat was enjoying herself and having fun.
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Post by Scartail48 on Jun 28, 2017 20:25:41 GMT -5
- - Tallpine
Tallpine rolled his eyes sarcastically. "Wow, shots fired. I'm wounded," he mewed with with an amused twitch of his whiskers. "We'll see about that!" The striped, lanky tom crouched down, then darted into the bushes. On the way, he playfully hit his tail against Stonestreak's face before disappearing into the underbrush. Tasting the air, he tried to sense some kind of prey to catch. My dignity's on the line here, people. Come on out. Suddenly he heard a small skittering in the distance and crouched down. He slowly crept toward the sound and scent, then stealthily he spotted a small mouse and pounced. One down! he thought excitedly.
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Post by littlesong42 on Jun 28, 2017 21:55:45 GMT -5
Fogkit lowered his head. He didn't press his fur against Honeyfall's and tell him it would be ok. Because he knew it wouldn't, and it was never going to be. Cats like him and Honeyfall held different lives, so they needed to handle them differently too. Fogkit felt his best when he was alone, but Honeyfall sounded like he didn't want to be alone anymore. "What happened to your family?" Fogkit knew it was a touchy subject, especially with Honeyfall this vulnerable. "I can tell you miss them." he slowly calmed down, yet still trembled drastically. his eyes held a depressive, vulnerable glint to them, yet he spoke, even with a shaky voice. "my mother died when giving birth to me and my sister, dawnkit. she soon died, too, as she had been weakly since birth. my father denied ever having me, as he blamed me for mother's death. i was also born a molly, and he didn't like that i wanted to be a tom. father left the clan, not even saying goodbye."
honeyfall curled impossibly closer to himself, his ears flat. his voice began to even out, less shakiness laced within it. "i never knew my mother, of course, but iheard that she was beautiful. from what i had heard as a kit, i have her eyes and pelt pattern. dawnkit had her colouring, but father's eyes. i was the only one with this colour fur. not even father had it," he sighed, looking towards the sky. "sometimes i wish with all my heart that they're watching over me, proud at how i've grown. but i know they aren't happy with how i've become an outcast who believes everyone loathes him."
he dropped his head upon his paws again, dropping onto his side with a small thud. "My family died too. I don't remember them very much." Fogkit finally looked at Honeyfall. "Why do you hate yourself?" Fogkit never really liked to get involved with others lives, but he related to Honeyfall so much that it seemed proper. |
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Post by denesiaras on Jun 28, 2017 22:16:05 GMT -5
honeyfall stared intently at fogkit, his expression blank. thoughts wracked through his mind, all the reasons pushing and pulling to form within his voice box. he took a deep breath before moving closer to the kit, curling around his form. "i don't truly know, actually. anyone who i tell says i'm a mouse-brain for thinking this way about myself." with a snicker, he poked the other's cheek with his tail, cocking his head.
"how old are you, fogkit? you speak as if you're the wisest elder." his eyes lit up as he attempted to change the subject, awkwardly smiling as much as a feline can. honey leaned closer, touching his nose to the kit's ear. "i've heard from others that i was like that as a kit. intelligent, mature. peaceful. like nothing bothered me," he exhaled a slow, deep breath and calmed his racing heart.
[ curse my shipping mind this all sounds romantic in a way; i promise, its platonic haha honey is scared of love, and also w would never hit on a kit oops ] |
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Post by apathēs on Jun 28, 2017 22:35:14 GMT -5
[ wänderer ]
Simply put, they were drained. Drained of energy, drained of feeling. Drained of love. The list could go on infinitely, Fennelnose presumed. But it would be best not to get caught up in self-pity, anyway. That created a cat whose sole goal in life was to get as much attention as possible. Fennelnose wasn't like that at all, no; they detested cats like that. The best thing to do was hide your emotions and act as if nothing was wrong, giving no reason for anybody to worry. Worry only dragged cats down, lowering their performance and clouding their idea of what was right.
Cats could be so emotional. Logic was better, in the long run.
They were getting lost in their thoughts again. So unfortunate, that mind of theirs. It could send them a world away, yet they were condemned to be forever stuck in their physical form in the dreary game of life. The warrior rose to their paws, staring out at the entrance. Should they go out and hunt..? No. They didn't have the enthusiasm to catch anything that wasn't already half-dead.
Today would just be a lazy day for Fennelnose.
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Post by Scartail48 on Jun 28, 2017 22:52:47 GMT -5
- - ShatterfangFeeling the thin leaves of small bushes brush against her short, black fur, she saw Thornshade run up next to her. She turned her head to flash him a brief smile as the sound of their paws hitting the ground ricocheted of the ground, then suddenly noticed the faint trickle of water. The stream! she thought excitedly, craning her neck to see up ahead. "Eat my dust!" she shouted with a laugh, darting up ahead toward Song Stream. - - TallpineTallpine chuckled lightly in agreement. "Ugh. So boring. I don't see how it's good. I'd much rather be on a patrol, or hunting, or climbing," he mewed, then paused and gave a little amused shake of his head. "I bet a sound like a little kit right now," he added with a twitch of his whiskers. (Sorry, I didn't know if you saw this Littlesong.  ) |
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Post by littlesong42 on Jun 28, 2017 23:12:35 GMT -5
honeyfall stared intently at fogkit, his expression blank. thoughts wracked through his mind, all the reasons pushing and pulling to form within his voice box. he took a deep breath before moving closer to the kit, curling around his form. "i don't truly know, actually. anyone who i tell says i'm a mouse-brain for thinking this way about myself." with a snicker, he poked the other's cheek with his tail, cocking his head.
"how old are you, fogkit? you speak as if you're the wisest elder." his eyes lit up as he attempted to change the subject, awkwardly smiling as much as a feline can. honey leaned closer, touching his nose to the kit's ear. "i've heard from others that i was like that as a kit. intelligent, mature. peaceful. like nothing bothered me," he exhaled a slow, deep breath and calmed his racing heart.
[ curse my shipping mind this all sounds romantic in a way; i promise, its platonic haha honey is scared of love, and also w would never hit on a kit oops ] (Haha it's cool) "Age doesn't matter." Fogkit took this moment to pause, take a breath, and keep talking. He'd never had this deep of a conversation with, well, anyone. "I don't think you are a mouse-brain for not liking who you are. I think I've got you figured out. Your father blamed you for your mother's death, so you started blaming yourself too. When you lost both your parents and your sister, you got depression, which made you hate yourself even more. You hated not being able to help the Clan in your state. And on top of that, you are a molly. And since your father didn't approve of that, you feel like every other cat in the Clan will disapprove as well, making you isolated and giving you anxiety." Fogkit knew he had the ability to read cats just by having a conversation with them. He already had Needlepelt and Tigerlight figured out. But Honeyfall's borders were harder to break through, so he took more time to speak with the tom. |
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Post by littlesong42 on Jun 28, 2017 23:14:06 GMT -5
- - ShatterfangFeeling the thin leaves of small bushes brush against her short, black fur, she saw Thornshade run up next to her. She turned her head to flash him a brief smile as the sound of their paws hitting the ground ricocheted of the ground, then suddenly noticed the faint trickle of water. The stream! she thought excitedly, craning her neck to see up ahead. "Eat my dust!" she shouted with a laugh, darting up ahead toward Song Stream. - - TallpineTallpine chuckled lightly in agreement. "Ugh. So boring. I don't see how it's good. I'd much rather be on a patrol, or hunting, or climbing," he mewed, then paused and gave a little amused shake of his head. "I bet a sound like a little kit right now," he added with a twitch of his whiskers. (Sorry, I didn't know if you saw this Littlesong. ) (Oops i didn't. thanks!) Thornshade skidded to a halt at the edge of the stream, out of breath. He shot a sly grin at Shatterfang. "I let you win. I was going easy on you.) |
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Post by littlesong42 on Jun 28, 2017 23:15:42 GMT -5
(I'm heading to bed. Scartail48 and denesiaras you can reply and I'll reply to them tomorrow. Night all!) |
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Post by Scartail48 on Jun 28, 2017 23:24:27 GMT -5
(Night!)
- - Shatterfang
"Oh, were you?" she mewed, tilting her head and giving him the most sarcastic look she could muster. "Well that's not what your lungs are saying," she chuckled, hearing his heavy panting from the race. She, herself, was pretty worn out, but mostly she was excited to hunt. In distant trees she could hear the faint song of various birds scattered about. They're not even trying to hide.
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Post by denesiaras on Jun 28, 2017 23:38:36 GMT -5
[ littlesong42 night! ] surprised, honey blinked. " well, that's most of it. in a simple summary that is." he allowed himself to examine fogkit, his eyes narrowed in concentration. " i've never spoken with anyone this long before. i normally retreat into the territory." he twitched and uncurled himself from around the tom-kit, standing. " i should go hunting. i'd ask if you'd like to come, but.." honeyfall shuffled and looked at his paws, resisting the urge to curl into a tiny ball. " we'll talk later, okay?" he dipped his head before backing out of the encasing shadows, his pelt lighting up as it entered the sun. " unless you want some early practice, of course. though i doubt it'd do any good." he let out a small laugh before beginning to head out of camp. |
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Post by neb on Jun 29, 2017 4:55:49 GMT -5
- - TallpineTallpine rolled his eyes sarcastically. "Wow, shots fired. I'm wounded," he mewed with with an amused twitch of his whiskers. "We'll see about that!" The striped, lanky tom crouched down, then darted into the bushes. On the way, he playfully hit his tail against Stonestreak's face before disappearing into the underbrush. Tasting the air, he tried to sense some kind of prey to catch. My dignity's on the line here, people. Come on out. Suddenly he heard a small skittering in the distance and crouched down. He slowly crept toward the sound and scent, then stealthily he spotted a small mouse and pounced. One down! he thought excitedly. Stonestreak grinned as the tom disappeared from her line of sight. She wasn't exactly the best hunter, but hopefully she would manage to pull it off. Sleeping in the cold for two days was not exactly her idea of fun. Stonestreak took a moment to taste the air. The she-cat gave a satisfied smile, having scented a vole. She crouched down and slowly began to creep towards the scent. As she crept closer, the vole finally came into view. With a careful pounce she landed gracefully, and delivered a swift bite to the neck. I bet he didn't catch anything yet! Stonestreak's mood instantly boosted. |
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Post by Scartail48 on Jun 29, 2017 8:13:58 GMT -5
- - Tallpine
Tallpine buried his mouse triumphantly, then turned his nose up to the air, breathing in the scent of the forest. In the distance he smelled something he assumed was a squirrel and followed the scent. The tom quietly scrambled up the peeling bark of a an old pine tree, examining the area for prey. His eyes caught something moving in a nearby tree, so as carefully as he could, he jumped from one branch to the next until he was holding the squirrel on his jaws. But a bird suddenly fluttered by and landed in a tree, which was absolutely irresistible to him. He ran to the edge of the branch, jumped at the bird, but when the small creature took off in fear, Tallpine pivoted to catch it, making him land awkwardly on his side. He let out a small "oof" as he smacked down on the tree, then slipped off, hit another branch that his claws scrambled to grab until he fell into the hard forest floor. Groaning, he touched his tail to his head with a aching bones. Luckily nothing was broken, but he definitely has some bruises. He buried the squirrel quietly and looked around the forest again, hoping Stonestreak wasn't beating him.
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Post by littlesong42 on Jun 29, 2017 13:20:01 GMT -5
(Night!) - - Shatterfang"Oh, were you?" she mewed, tilting her head and giving him the most sarcastic look she could muster. "Well that's not what your lungs are saying," she chuckled, hearing his heavy panting from the race. She, herself, was pretty worn out, but mostly she was excited to hunt. In distant trees she could hear the faint song of various birds scattered about. They're not even trying to hide.Thornshade nudged her, a purr in his throat. "Let's start hunting!" he meowed. The birds were chirping loudly, and he sniffed the air. Thornshade was surprised they weren't scared off by their race. |
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Post by littlesong42 on Jun 29, 2017 13:23:05 GMT -5
[ littlesong42 night! ] surprised, honey blinked. " well, that's most of it. in a simple summary that is." he allowed himself to examine fogkit, his eyes narrowed in concentration. " i've never spoken with anyone this long before. i normally retreat into the territory." he twitched and uncurled himself from around the tom-kit, standing. " i should go hunting. i'd ask if you'd like to come, but.." honeyfall shuffled and looked at his paws, resisting the urge to curl into a tiny ball. " we'll talk later, okay?" he dipped his head before backing out of the encasing shadows, his pelt lighting up as it entered the sun. " unless you want some early practice, of course. though i doubt it'd do any good." he let out a small laugh before beginning to head out of camp. Fogkit looked up at the tom in surprise. "oh, that's fine." He liked talking to Honeyfall; the tom didn't treat him like everyone else; an abandoned kit who doesn't know anything. (I was thinking Honeyfall could mentor Fogkit when he becomes an apprentice.) |
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Post by denesiaras on Jun 29, 2017 13:51:47 GMT -5
[ yesssss ]
honey looked around, dipping his head towards fogkit before slipping into the territory. his tail immediately lifted from the ground as to not alert any prey, and he pricked his ears. padding lightly, honeyfall scented the air as he moved, maw hung open and head tilted up. finally, he scented a mouse. looking around, honey scanned the area before he spotted a little grey creature scuffling under a leaf.
he dropped into a crouch, his tail held high and paws light as he stalked forward, barely breathing. once close enough, honeyfall pounced, quickly nipping the tiny neck to end it's small life. picking it up, the ginger and white tabby buried the prey before moving to find another. with his senses alert, it didn't take too many heartbeats to find a squirrel. honey had spotted it nibbling its own source of food, its back turned to him, its guard down.
he stalked closer, his heart pounding in his ears, before pouncing. he caught the squirrel by the tail, but it wasn't good enough of a grip and allowed the squirrel to scramble away. "fox-dung!" honeyfall hissed and went back to the mouse, unburying it before beginning to head back to camp.
his head was too jumbled to hunt correctly, and yowling into the forest wouldn't help at the moment. also, he wanted to talk to fogkit again. he finally had the chance to open up to a clanmate who was like him.
honey trotted into camp, his head held low as he placed the mouse into the fresh-kill pile before retreating back to the shadows, hoping he hadn't caught anyone's attention. using the darkness, he maneuvered his way to the spot where he and fogkit had been speaking. |
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Post by ListenToTheStars on Jun 29, 2017 14:04:33 GMT -5
ListenToTheStars Tigerlight nodded. He had watched Fogkit leave the nursery and wondered where the little kit had gone. "Will do," he purred to Needlepelt "Thanks," Needlepelt mewed. She curled back up in her nest. Her stomach was aching again. All she could do was lie still and listen to the muffled sound of rustling leaves outside. |
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Post by Scartail48 on Jun 29, 2017 15:40:03 GMT -5
- - Shatterfang
"Alright," she mewed, turning her head up to taste the air for prey. Shatterfang spotted a small bird near the stream and crouched low to the ground. Flicking her tail for Thornshade to follow, the she-cat crept slowly toward the prey as silently as possible.
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Post by littlesong42 on Jun 29, 2017 16:22:51 GMT -5
[ yesssss ]
honey looked around, dipping his head towards fogkit before slipping into the territory. his tail immediately lifted from the ground as to not alert any prey, and he pricked his ears. padding lightly, honeyfall scented the air as he moved, maw hung open and head tilted up. finally, he scented a mouse. looking around, honey scanned the area before he spotted a little grey creature scuffling under a leaf.
he dropped into a crouch, his tail held high and paws light as he stalked forward, barely breathing. once close enough, honeyfall pounced, quickly nipping the tiny neck to end it's small life. picking it up, the ginger and white tabby buried the prey before moving to find another. with his senses alert, it didn't take too many heartbeats to find a squirrel. honey had spotted it nibbling its own source of food, its back turned to him, its guard down.
he stalked closer, his heart pounding in his ears, before pouncing. he caught the squirrel by the tail, but it wasn't good enough of a grip and allowed the squirrel to scramble away. "fox-dung!" honeyfall hissed and went back to the mouse, unburying it before beginning to head back to camp.
his head was too jumbled to hunt correctly, and yowling into the forest wouldn't help at the moment. also, he wanted to talk to fogkit again. he finally had the chance to open up to a clanmate who was like him.
honey trotted into camp, his head held low as he placed the mouse into the fresh-kill pile before retreating back to the shadows, hoping he hadn't caught anyone's attention. using the darkness, he maneuvered his way to the spot where he and fogkit had been speaking. Fogkit had only moved a tail-length when Honeyfall came back into the camp. He pricked his ears and blinked up at the tom. "How was hunting?" he asked. He tried to sound like a Clanmate, rather than a kit. |
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Post by littlesong42 on Jun 29, 2017 16:23:44 GMT -5
ListenToTheStars Tigerlight nodded. He had watched Fogkit leave the nursery and wondered where the little kit had gone. "Will do," he purred to Needlepelt "Thanks," Needlepelt mewed. She curled back up in her nest. Her stomach was aching again. All she could do was lie still and listen to the muffled sound of rustling leaves outside. Tigerlight nodded and backed out of the nursery. He flicked his ears when he saw Fogkit speaking with Honeyfall. What would Fogkit want with that crazy tom? |
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Post by littlesong42 on Jun 29, 2017 16:24:46 GMT -5
- - Shatterfang"Alright," she mewed, turning her head up to taste the air for prey. Shatterfang spotted a small bird near the stream and crouched low to the ground. Flicking her tail for Thornshade to follow, the she-cat crept slowly toward the prey as silently as possible. Thornshade spotted the bird a split second after Shatterfang and crouched. He followed her, but kept his distance. This was her catch. |
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Post by denesiaras on Jun 29, 2017 16:43:00 GMT -5
[ yesssss ]
honey looked around, dipping his head towards fogkit before slipping into the territory. his tail immediately lifted from the ground as to not alert any prey, and he pricked his ears. padding lightly, honeyfall scented the air as he moved, maw hung open and head tilted up. finally, he scented a mouse. looking around, honey scanned the area before he spotted a little grey creature scuffling under a leaf.
he dropped into a crouch, his tail held high and paws light as he stalked forward, barely breathing. once close enough, honeyfall pounced, quickly nipping the tiny neck to end it's small life. picking it up, the ginger and white tabby buried the prey before moving to find another. with his senses alert, it didn't take too many heartbeats to find a squirrel. honey had spotted it nibbling its own source of food, its back turned to him, its guard down.
he stalked closer, his heart pounding in his ears, before pouncing. he caught the squirrel by the tail, but it wasn't good enough of a grip and allowed the squirrel to scramble away. "fox-dung!" honeyfall hissed and went back to the mouse, unburying it before beginning to head back to camp.
his head was too jumbled to hunt correctly, and yowling into the forest wouldn't help at the moment. also, he wanted to talk to fogkit again. he finally had the chance to open up to a clanmate who was like him.
honey trotted into camp, his head held low as he placed the mouse into the fresh-kill pile before retreating back to the shadows, hoping he hadn't caught anyone's attention. using the darkness, he maneuvered his way to the spot where he and fogkit had been speaking. Fogkit had only moved a tail-length when Honeyfall came back into the camp. He pricked his ears and blinked up at the tom. "How was hunting?" he asked. He tried to sound like a Clanmate, rather than a kit. "not very good. i only caught a measly mouse and missed a squirrel." honey rolled his eyes and crouched next to fogkit, looking around the camp before turning to the kit. "hey, how close are you to becoming an apprentice?" his eyes gleamed with sparkling wonder, before he scooted back. honeyfall retreated further into the shadows, further from the light, further from what he saw was judgemental stares. his ears flattened before he shook his head, clearing away his thoughts, and looking at fogkit expectantly.
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Post by Scartail48 on Jun 29, 2017 20:51:07 GMT -5
- - Shatterfang
Shatterfang's tail waved slowly back and forth as she crept toward the bird, muscles tense. The she-cat came a good two feet from the bird, then pounced and caught it. She turned back to Thornshade with a triumphant expression, the fresh prey held in her fangs. "Not to shabby, huh?" she mumbled through a full mouth, making it a little less impressive.
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Post by Fern on Jun 29, 2017 22:25:59 GMT -5
Hello can I join I'm new to this and don't really know what to do. :/
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Post by ѕρσттєɗfυя1093 on Jun 30, 2017 9:57:32 GMT -5
((Can I jump in somewhere? My cat is Streamsong.))
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Post by ѕρσттєɗfυя1093 on Jun 30, 2017 9:59:24 GMT -5
(( Fern you have to go to the Joining Page here to join this roleplay.)) |
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