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BoulderClan / [P]oisons are not always deadly
« Last post by Flareflame on June 20, 2014, 03:18:03 am »Charredstorm hasn't been doing much these past days, though she had memorised the territory pretty well. Also on the plus side, she had filled up the herb storage, along with finding the different places said herbs grew, but on the down side, she hadn't spotted some catmint. It was early afternoon when the seal lynx point she-cat spotted Blueagate and Rollingsneeze returning to camp, still too early for her to do her part, mostly due to the hot weather, and she would take the chance that the leader would take awhile before she returns. It seems like Sarcasm has been right so far the she-cat thought.
It was turning into late afternoon and it would seem luck was on her side, the confused elder seems to have brought attention upon himself again, so there wasn't any eyes on her and her target, nor would they see them leave together, only see that she had returned by herself again. Charredstorm chose now to approach Blueagate, with some seeds, though the seeds were wrapped up in some oak leaves, "I would need your help with something, come with me" she managed to meow, while somewhat stepping towards the entrance of the camp.
It was turning into late afternoon and it would seem luck was on her side, the confused elder seems to have brought attention upon himself again, so there wasn't any eyes on her and her target, nor would they see them leave together, only see that she had returned by herself again. Charredstorm chose now to approach Blueagate, with some seeds, though the seeds were wrapped up in some oak leaves, "I would need your help with something, come with me" she managed to meow, while somewhat stepping towards the entrance of the camp.
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