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Post by shimmerpelt on Mar 27, 2009 15:25:59 GMT -5
Gingerpaw padded through camp, looking for something possible to do. She sighed, sitting down at the enterence of the apprentices den, looking down at her paws. She then quickly groomed her chest fur, and looked up for any warriors needing any help.
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Post by Owl on Mar 27, 2009 15:29:23 GMT -5
Oakpaw saw gingerpaw sitting there. "Hey." He muttered. "i see that your bored... i am too." wanna leave camp and go hunting before anyone wakes up?" He looked at the fresh-kill pile. It seemed empty.
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Post by shimmerpelt on Mar 27, 2009 15:41:54 GMT -5
"Sure! I could do with some fresh kill." she asnwered, hopping to her paws. "Did you sleep well?" she asked, starting to walk toward the exit with him.
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Post by Owl on Mar 27, 2009 15:47:03 GMT -5
"not really... I was busy thinking about random things." Oakpaw smiled. He nudged gingerpaw. "what about you? Did you sleep well?" he wasn't very eager to talk about himself.
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Post by shimmerpelt on Mar 27, 2009 15:49:14 GMT -5
"I guess. Not really anything out of the usuall," she replied with a smile and a small nudge back. "So, where do you want to hunt?" Gingerpaw asked, pausing outside the exit.
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Post by Owl on Mar 27, 2009 15:55:09 GMT -5
Oakpaw thought for a bit. "maybe the river stream. we can practice fishing there!" He started to speed up. "lets Hurry, before noon." he wanted to get there before noon so the fish would still be there.
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Post by shimmerpelt on Mar 27, 2009 16:00:43 GMT -5
"Alright!" Gingerpaw agreed, racing after him. As they resched the stream, Gingerpaw noticed the little silver flickers shine through the water, swimming freely. Gingerpaw crouched at the edge of the stream, and awaited her chance.
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