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Post by Stormflower; Mapleclaw on Mar 12, 2008 17:46:06 GMT -5
The bright rays of the golden sun seeped through the small openings between the pieces of overhanging lichen covering the entrance to the comforting Thunderclan leaders den. She rose slowly to her paws streching, making a massive yawn, shook herself and padded out to the clearing to where her warriors were waiting to go on the dawn patrol. "Are we all ready?" she asked kindly to the well muscled but lithe warriors. "We are all here and ready" answered a smudgy brown she-cat named Cederfur. "Well then we best be off." she told the small group of cats and led them to the edge of the old forest which had been there for countless moons, lived in by the oldest ancestors, now hunting with Starclan.
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