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Post by rachella911 on Jun 27, 2007 23:39:49 GMT -5
Pebblefoot sniffed the night breeze. She thought she could smell the reek of fox in the air, but then again, she was an overcautious cat.
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Post by ambers319 on Jun 27, 2007 23:42:31 GMT -5
Sparrowsong stretched. She couldn't sleep. She twitched her tail and walked over to Pebblefoot.
"Hello," Sparrowsong said quietly and sat next to Pebblefoot.
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Post by rachella911 on Jun 27, 2007 23:46:23 GMT -5
"Hi, Sparrowsong," Pebblefoot replied to her friend. Sparrowsong has been her friend since kithood.
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Post by ambers319 on Jun 27, 2007 23:48:34 GMT -5
Sparrowsong sniffed the night air, then turned to look at Pebblefoot, puzzled. "You seem tense tonight. Is something wrong?"
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Post by rachella911 on Jun 27, 2007 23:51:34 GMT -5
"I smelled a hint of fox in the air, but you know how I can be." She didn't want to worry her friend, but she told Sparrowsong everything.
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Post by ambers319 on Jun 27, 2007 23:54:04 GMT -5
Sparrowsong snorted. "Foxes? I doubt that." She yawned. "Well, I'm going to try to go back to sleep. See you in the morning Pebblefoot." She turned to leave but stopped. "Don't worry. There aren't any foxes." Then she headed back to her den.
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