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Post by Munch on Sept 4, 2011 8:22:22 GMT -8
Try: www.lightupthedark.proboards.com/index.cgiThe sky looked as if someone had torched the clouds. The sun slowly fell below the peaks of the mountains. Finally, just as the sky darkened, paws moved onward. Their world had been made dangerous by the notorious Sharptooth. Stoneteller was left no choice. They had to move, before the entire tribe was brought to their demise. Remembering the legends of the clan cats, whom once aided the Tribe in previous times, they moved on to seek out their old friends. However it's been generations since the Clans and the Tribe last interacted. Its unknown whether the Clans consider the Tribe friend or foe. Only the arrival of the Tribe will tell. A literate warrior's RP, up and coming. Leader and deputy positions open!
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