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Post by s h a d o w < 3 on Oct 26, 2008 15:40:12 GMT -8
An enormous oak stands in the center of the camp. It leans slightly to the side from age though, threatening to fall in wind storms.
This oak has been here for a long time - before cats even came to the forest. Many scratches scour the tree, from past leaders who've used this as their den.
ShadowClan leaders have the choice of nesting in the curling roots at the bottom or in the branches which reach to the sky.
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Post by phoenix on Mar 4, 2009 15:07:25 GMT -8
She walked silently into the den, hazel eyes wide. Phoenixpaw bit her lip nervously. It's okay, she promised herself. You deserve to be a Warrior. It's your time. Licking her brown chest, the chocolate colored Apprentice let out a nervous, "Hello?"
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Post by lionheart on Mar 6, 2009 12:25:04 GMT -8
Wolfstar emerged from the shadows and looked at the apprentice. "What do you want? Who are you anyway?" His claws were unsheathed. His dark gray eyes flashing dangerously. "Come on tell me who you are, and why you're here." he ordered the she-cat.
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