Post by //.F r e z n o™ on May 24, 2008 8:15:20 GMT -5
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Snowclaw sighed, walking back towards the warrior den, the day had passed quickly today, hunting was fine, and NightClan was still small but not to small, so there was enough Freshkill(two words?) to go around that night. Before entering the warrior den, she flicked her tail, yawning softly, her claws grasped the ground as she walked in. It was warm, she smiled softly, settling down to her spot, cleaning herself, and went to sleep.
ooc: this is my first post ever for a warrior's site.
So. I'm 'very' new at this type of rping, you could say.