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Post by ambers319 on Jul 2, 2007 20:32:50 GMT -5
Willowstar bounded into the stone hollow and jumped up a steep hill of stones to the Highledge.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join beneath Highledge for a clan meeting!" Willowstar yowled. She needed to inform her warriors of all the things ShadowClan was up too.
"Let us begin the meeting."
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Post by Vamroi_ on Jul 3, 2007 9:10:10 GMT -5
Nightfall knew what this was about. She had witnessed that black apprentice with the big scar, whatever her name was, walking along on their terratory. ShadowClan really ticked her off. She sat and dug her claws deep into the ground. 'I do not look like a shadowclan cat!' she thought angrily 'I do not, I am loyal through and through to ThunderClan!'
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Post by rachella911 on Jul 3, 2007 14:37:48 GMT -5
Foxfur heard Willowstar's call. He walked over to the Higledge and sat down.
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Post by ambers319 on Jul 4, 2007 15:34:35 GMT -5
Willowstar gazed around at her clan. "ThunderClan," she began, " I have called this meeting to inform you that ShadowClan has been hunting on our territory!" She waited until the shocked meows and angry yowls died down. "Yes, I am as upset as you are. One of our warriors, Nightfall, has encountered a ShadowClan warrior on our territory. So have I. It seems that they are low on prey, so they have taken desperate measures and crossed our border. The warrior I met the other day was marking rocks in our territory as if she was extending her territory. Luckily, there was only one warrior that time. But, in the future, there might be more, so I want to increase border patrols, and if anyone catches a sniff of ShadowClan on our territory, I am afraid we must teach them a lesson."
Willowstar jumped down from the highledge and gazed around the camp. The warriors broke off into groups, talking amongst themselves.
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Post by Vamroi_ on Jul 4, 2007 17:21:01 GMT -5
Nightfall growled angrily "Oh...if I see that rotten apprentice..." she growled.
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Post by Salsa704 on Jul 5, 2007 13:06:01 GMT -5
Sunnypelt's amber eyes glowed with indignation. Who did those nasty furballs think they were anyway? She knew that being prey-poor wasn't Shadowclan's fault. The were very near to the twolegplace and twoleg paths ran through their territory. And now that it was Greenleaf, the number of twolegs would have greatly increased. But breaking the Warrior Code? That just wasn't right.
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