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Post by kpgirl1219 on Aug 23, 2008 3:21:02 GMT -5
Mossheart stood in the hollow, waiting for her apprentice. What was taking her so long?
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Post by Brushfire on Aug 23, 2008 19:28:51 GMT -5
Fizzlepaw, panting, raced up to her mentor. "Sorry I'm late," she mewed. "Brushfire held me back in camp for a little while." She sat down. "So you're going to teach me how to fight?" she added excitedly.
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Post by kpgirl1219 on Aug 24, 2008 2:01:58 GMT -5
"Yes, I am." Mossheart said to her apprentice. She made herself look relaxed, but was actually tense. "Now, try to attack me."
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