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Post by bloodytears on Jul 29, 2008 18:29:13 GMT -8
BLOODA amber femme walked toward the stone sitting there. Her amber pelt looking dark brown in the moonlight. Her ice blue eyes looked up into the moon. Bloodstar moved past all the bracken crowding the old fox den, and she jumped on the rock with only a tiny whisper of a thud. THe femme sat down wrapped her tail around her paws and prayed to Spiritclan that they watched over her brother Scarheart if he was still alive.
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