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Dream
Sept 16, 2005 20:19:00 GMT -5
Post by spirit on Sept 16, 2005 20:19:00 GMT -5
Death is near. Blood will spell. Into the rushing river. A clawed face shall kill. The night serounds him showing him his place. *three kits hutled i a corner shivering then a shadow huverd over them slash they layed dead on the ground* No one is safe from the rouges even a love of a mate. The proficey will be fifled
Clawface yowled paining "mondust" he mummerd sadly
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Savannah&Faith
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Rouge Warrior
**Protector of the Rogues** **Kit of the Rogues**
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Dream
Sept 28, 2005 17:47:56 GMT -5
Post by Savannah&Faith on Sept 28, 2005 17:47:56 GMT -5
Savannahheart came over and mewed "Whats your problem."
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