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Post by Rosefeather on Jul 16, 2008 16:30:39 GMT -8
Whitemoon sat lightly down near the Sight Stone. Images flickered from place to place. Then, lifting his paw, he touched it. Ripples blurred the images until it was just white, then, suddenly he could see a cat crouching in the shadows. The (i think) green eyes stared back at them, almost seeing them, but feeling their presence. Sharp claws and evil fangs glistened in the moonlight. Then, as if cued, the cat stepped forward into the light. Even covered in dirt, fur uncared for, and blood stained, Silentkill was beautiful. He turned to Moonshadow. "That is what awaits them."
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Post by icefeather on Jul 17, 2008 12:33:35 GMT -8
Moonshadow peered into the Sight Stone while the image became clearer. Silentkill stared straight into her eyes. Surprised, she took a step back. "I hope they are ready for what the are destined to be."
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