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Post by Blackie™ ` VAMPIRE on Oct 8, 2009 17:19:19 GMT -8
"Maybe, if you give StarClan a chance to speak." The WindClan Medicine Cat's whiskers began to twitch in amusement. She could remember her first trip to the MoonStone. It had been amazing, and terrifying at the same time. The coldness of the stone, the rush of air around her as she was engulfed in her dream. And then her Warrior Ancestors surrounding her in camp, as if she had never gone to the MoonStone that night.
What will you tell me tonight? She asked her Ancestors as the crept closer to the shining stone. All night she had worried about Shadow. He usually bid her good luck before the others arrived, yet there had been no sign of him. Not even a stale scent.
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Post by \-\J.e.t/-/ on Oct 9, 2009 10:25:49 GMT -8
Echoheart nodded as the medicine cats came running up late, then turned her eyes toward the Moonstone. A shiver ran through her pelt as the luminous stone appeared before her. Will I dream tonight? she thought to herself...and what of my brotheres?" She had been worried about them ever since the dreams of their death had began haunting her last Newleaf. Quickly she pushed the thought from her mind, she needed to worry about ShadowClan above all else. She had taken an oath. The medicine cat steeled herself and then pressed her nose against the cool stone, and drifted off.
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