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Post by mutey on May 21, 2014 2:41:06 GMT
It was a tragic death.
Russiankit had been wandering around the forest, a smile across his lips. A gun-shot was then heard, and now a grey kitten lay there ( bullet in chest ). And he wasn't breathing.
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Post by ☆ hollow on May 23, 2014 21:33:21 GMT
/pretending they were "best friends", if you know what I mean... Lovekit was there. "Rwussiankit!" she screamed, unable to pronounce it.
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Post by ⓑⓘⓡⓓⓨ on May 23, 2014 23:50:01 GMT
Electricstar shook her head, sighing. "A funeral shall be held soon."
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Post by CIVET » on May 24, 2014 16:41:26 GMT
Strawberryyogurt trotted over, dropping the leather bag she always wore hanging on her neck. Today, she hung it in her mouth, bouncing against her chest as she walked, but the instant she had come in, she parted her jaws, a shiver coming down her back. This bullet hole had come from a twoleg, no doubt. They were after DawnClan, weren't they? Tearing down the territory for their own uses, not preserving the land. Soon enough, they'll all suffer. But DawnClan would suffer first, from the clearing of the camp. She knew it.
"I c-can use s-s-some extra borage we have in - in the medicine den," the medic/medic trainee stuttered, holding back tears. Russiankit might not have been one important person in her life, but now that her Clan was small and a close community, it wasn't hard to uncover a death or two in just a minute. The stench of blood would cloud the area soon, and bringing in the flowers was what she desired most at the moment. And Russiankit coming back to life, but mostly the flowers and blood.
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