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Post by rainpaw on Jun 4, 2012 1:19:07 GMT -5
(Adderclaw229 here <3 been a while sine I rolepalayed Rainpaw so I decided to start a thread)
A lithe form sat just beyond the outskirts of the crowed of mingled clan cats, her golden tabby furred chest rose and fell with each breath she took. She was covered in dust, hungry, tiered, hot, and down right bored...getting to the point poor Rainpaw felt all in all, miserable. Rainpaw could hardly remember her last meal and there has hardly ben a whit of it since then or atleast enough tobe shared around for all the cats to get atleast one bite...she shoock her head, wishing for tod wouldn't make her hunger or thirst away, even if she did wish for it.
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