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PostSubject: The Fire Swamp   Mon Jul 24, 2017 12:09 am



It is really like the opposite of its namesake. Rather marshy with quicksand and stunted trees. It is easy to lose a scent here, and also easy to get lost in the mist that rolls in rather quickly once the sun begins to set and dusk arrives.
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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Thu Aug 03, 2017 5:00 am

Bounding up as if she was wandering on four instead of three legs, the black legged white bodied warrior entered the swamp, this was a good place. She'd been trained here and met Sol here many times, her erratic crazed energy began to settle down just being here. Lowering her nose she began sniffing around, hoping to be able to pick up her solsies scent, "Solsie, where is you, a maggot is looking for, a solsie has to be here yes he does a chessie needs him" she nattered away to herself nonstop searching for him. Managing to pick up a scent that seemed familiar to his she perked up and followed it as quietly as she could, pausing in some reeds as she came across him with a piece of prey he'd hunted her grin spread over her face. Leaping forward out of the reeds she crashed into him and tumbleld around until she was sitting on him grinning triumphantly "A maggot found the sol! Many things it has to tell the sol yes yep yah it does mhm!" she announced before lowering her head to nuzzle into him. Quite comfortable on him she licked him a few times before sitting up again a very happy grin spread all over her features.

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""...and if I spy a singing bird, I'll snap its neck before it's heard..."
"What is lifes greatest Illusion? Innocence"
"I wasn't good enough for my own mother, how can I be good enough for anyone else?"
" 'Fixed' is such a subjective term. I think 'treated' is far more appropriate, don't you? Like one does to a rash, or an arrow in the face."
"The Cheshire is so happy this one could just tear out your intestines and strangle you with them!"
"Hey hey! your spine would make a great skipping rope! I'm taking it"
"You're making the Chessies teeth itch!"
"The game is a foot. Or a leg. Or all manner of severed limbs!"
"need to get Mother some flowers...pretty, pretty flowers..."


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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Thu Aug 03, 2017 5:36 am

The golden coloured male had been wandering the borders since his Chessie had left him to go to a different clan. He'd stayed aware of all the movements, unwilling to be threatened like he had been before, but he still roamed the land without much of a care for the borders. He was a single wolf, he wasn't going to cause any trouble for the packs around here that he'd thoroughly rejected joining. They hadn't treated his Chessie right at all, so why would he bother trying. Expertly hunting through the swamp, he'd made a kill and was contently eating his fill when he heard the noise. Unable to avoid being crashed into, he nuzzled the black and white pup affectionately, grooming her. Wriggling out from under her, he nuzzled her again, offering her some of his prey. “A pupsie has grown bigses,” he observed, sniffing her all over. She smelt of other wolves, but that was to be expected. She was in a pack for now. Noticing her chewed ear, he gently cleaned it. “What hases the pupsie beens up tooes, hm? Much mischiefes?”

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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Thu Aug 03, 2017 7:48 am

Watching as he wriggled out from underneath her she returned the nuzzle and contentedly took a few mouthfuls of his kill not really caring very much that he wasn't supposed to be hunting on Shadowclan Territory. At his questions she shrugged and lightly batted at his shoulder "A maggot has had four smaller maggots, a silver one, a brown one, a gold one and a red one" she informed him of her pups surprisingly uncaringly. Of course she wasn't to be a good mother with the example that she'd had, she didn't care much about Forsakensoul either the useless elder still in his prime of youth. She'd had to have Ivyshade tell her what to do with them as she'd shown to have no maternal instinct at all, swiping her pink tongue over her muzzle she happily leaned into Sol "A maggot missed its solsie very very muchly" the fluffy white warrior replied softly. He was the only one who clicked with her enough to get her to be almost a good kind of sane it never lasted for long but the effect was there.

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""...and if I spy a singing bird, I'll snap its neck before it's heard..."
"What is lifes greatest Illusion? Innocence"
"I wasn't good enough for my own mother, how can I be good enough for anyone else?"
" 'Fixed' is such a subjective term. I think 'treated' is far more appropriate, don't you? Like one does to a rash, or an arrow in the face."
"The Cheshire is so happy this one could just tear out your intestines and strangle you with them!"
"Hey hey! your spine would make a great skipping rope! I'm taking it"
"You're making the Chessies teeth itch!"
"The game is a foot. Or a leg. Or all manner of severed limbs!"
"need to get Mother some flowers...pretty, pretty flowers..."


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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Thu Aug 03, 2017 8:18 am

Content to share his kill with her, he batted at her gently, grooming her fluffy fur down. “Little three legsie becameses a mumsie? Very youngses mumsie.” It would be interesting how she treated her pupsies, but that was none of his business really. he was just happy that she was still alive and well, and had found him. “The golden one has been on a wandererer in all the landies. Will the little three legsie come with the golden one this timeses?” Finishing grooming her, he lay down beside her with a sigh, happier now that he knew she was okay. He'd told her he'd come back for her, but that had been before all the upheaval of the strange packclans and everything had changed.

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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Fri Aug 04, 2017 3:44 am

Returning the bat she settled down quite content to let the male groom her, resting her muzzle on one of her legs her bright yellow eyes observed him quietly, everythings was so much simplers with the goldie solsie with her. Admittedly she didn't cares much about the pupsies and had little memories of how they'd come to be in the first place. "A solsies chessie will comes with him soonsies" there wasn't much left tying her to the clans, there was a faint needing of stay with the pupsies until they were made into apprenticies. There was a gut feeling in her that the reddy pupsie was going to be trouble which urged her to stay and keep a firm eye on him. There was a definites reasons as to why the maggoty maggot was harsher on the bloody pupsie. She wriggled until she was resting her muzzle along her solsies back and sighed contentedly, it'd taken him longer than he'd promised to come back to her which made her reluctant to return back to the campsie just incase he was gone when she next came back.

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""...and if I spy a singing bird, I'll snap its neck before it's heard..."
"What is lifes greatest Illusion? Innocence"
"I wasn't good enough for my own mother, how can I be good enough for anyone else?"
" 'Fixed' is such a subjective term. I think 'treated' is far more appropriate, don't you? Like one does to a rash, or an arrow in the face."
"The Cheshire is so happy this one could just tear out your intestines and strangle you with them!"
"Hey hey! your spine would make a great skipping rope! I'm taking it"
"You're making the Chessies teeth itch!"
"The game is a foot. Or a leg. Or all manner of severed limbs!"
"need to get Mother some flowers...pretty, pretty flowers..."


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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Fri Aug 04, 2017 5:16 am

Nuzzling her, the golden male finished off his snack and settled to doze in the sun with her. “The golden one can wait for his little tree legsie,” he told her, curling around her as she rested her muzzle on him. It was good to be back with her again, even if she had to go away again at some point. “Has the pupsie been practisings her huntings? Can she still catches the frogitty jumplings?” Nosing her gently, he moved so that he could use her as a pillow and yawned, settling down for a nap in the sun. He'd missed her slightly crazy company, and he wanted to stay with her as long as possible before she had to go back to her annoying campsie and packclan wolves.

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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Fri Aug 04, 2017 6:11 am

Pleased when the goldsie said he'd wait for her the crazed wolf snuggled into him feeling at peace and at ease. The question made her lift her head "yeses no more prey that can escapes the clawes of the maggoty three legsies ones" comfortable she settled down for a brief nap that left her feeling quite rested and itchy to get moving. Getting up again she stretched herself before balancing on three legs and scratching the stump of where long ago there had been a fourth leg. Nuzzling Solsie with her noses Chessie-grin flicked her tail "A pupsie must leaves nows, hows every, shes will meets solsie here soons yes?" nuzzling closer she whisperesd into his listeners "A pupsies puppers soons be olds enough to works in clansy then she will follow solsie wherever he leades her" he'd always been able to understand and calm the quirky female, and she was very reluctant to leave him again and be without him. However for now the tug of needing to keep an eye over her quirky pups was important, so after sticking her tongue in his ear she turned and began padding away from the goldsie solsie and the comfort he provided her ever since she'd been dumped by her mother, sweet sweet mother.
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""...and if I spy a singing bird, I'll snap its neck before it's heard..."
"What is lifes greatest Illusion? Innocence"
"I wasn't good enough for my own mother, how can I be good enough for anyone else?"
" 'Fixed' is such a subjective term. I think 'treated' is far more appropriate, don't you? Like one does to a rash, or an arrow in the face."
"The Cheshire is so happy this one could just tear out your intestines and strangle you with them!"
"Hey hey! your spine would make a great skipping rope! I'm taking it"
"You're making the Chessies teeth itch!"
"The game is a foot. Or a leg. Or all manner of severed limbs!"
"need to get Mother some flowers...pretty, pretty flowers..."


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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Mon Aug 07, 2017 11:42 am

Nuzzling close to her, he was dozing off when she moved again. He batted at her head playfully, gripping her ear to tug on it before licking her cheek. “The golden one will alwaysses be awaitings for the three legsie,” he told her, getting to his feet as well to stretch. Perhaps he'd do a bit more exploring around here. He did like the swamp, it reminded him dimly of his old puphood home. Licking her head as she got up, watched her head off, shaking his head. Cheeky thing had stuck her tongue in his ear, he'd get her back for that, maybe take her fishing in the shallow cold pond again. Amused by that thought, he wandered through the swamp more, absently pouncing on frogs and letting them go again, since he wasn't particularly hungry now.

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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Sat Aug 12, 2017 1:37 pm

Running running so much running why was she running what was going on? She felt dizzy and sick like she'd bring back up her lunch, flashes of memory flickered through her head jumbly and out of order. She jerked and tripped as the memory of loosing her leg came back with surprising ferocity, curling up she cried out scared and on her own. Where was the golden sol, the solsie, the wolf that'd always been there for her, others had claimed they were but that was false only he was. The various memories flickered in and out of focus her mind starting to crash and decline, at some point she was sick until she was dry retching bile. She couldn't stand and didn't understand what was going on, where was the ground? What way was up? She didn't know, didn't remember, voices whispered in her ear, names, maggot maggot, cheshire, cheshiregrin, but none of them were the voice that she needed to hear. With blurred vision from her retching she dragged herself to somewhere that looked safe enough with her faulty eyes, curling up at the base of a large clump of bushes she looked small and tiny. Unaware of what she was saying, it being mostly gibberish the female who'd endured so much in her life had finally cracked, and she needed the wolf that could glue her back together before her mind left her and she was tryly psychotic. Sol, sol, she couldn't get his face and features to show in her head, she couldn't show anything in her head, all she felt was blackness sucking her down, spiralling her down and it confuse her all the more as to what was going on. The desperate urge to keep running gearing her up onto her feet however she stumbled and fell again her white fur quickly becomng filthy with mud as she thrashed and whined fighting against invisible bonds that seemed to pull her feet out from underneath her. She needed him, who was he again? Who was she? None of the names and words being whispered fit her, what was she? Insane? Sane? Mad? Good? Bad? She didn't know and it was only getting worse, by the time the wolf she loved and needed found her she was curled up again rocking herself and whimpering nonsense to herself, covered in mud from the swamp and watery eyes that had leaked oily tears down her muzzle and staine her white fur.

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""...and if I spy a singing bird, I'll snap its neck before it's heard..."
"What is lifes greatest Illusion? Innocence"
"I wasn't good enough for my own mother, how can I be good enough for anyone else?"
" 'Fixed' is such a subjective term. I think 'treated' is far more appropriate, don't you? Like one does to a rash, or an arrow in the face."
"The Cheshire is so happy this one could just tear out your intestines and strangle you with them!"
"Hey hey! your spine would make a great skipping rope! I'm taking it"
"You're making the Chessies teeth itch!"
"The game is a foot. Or a leg. Or all manner of severed limbs!"
"need to get Mother some flowers...pretty, pretty flowers..."


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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Sun Aug 13, 2017 4:56 am

Content with chasing the frogs, he paused when he heard the distant splashings. Guessing that it would be his pupsie, he followed the sounds, picking up her scent and trotting through the swamp to find her curled under the mangroves. Ignoring her babbling, he nosed her out of her hollow only enough so that he could join her, curling protectively around her. "Little three leggsies isn't aloneses," he murmured, getting to grooming the mud off her. Something had gone wrong, but he wasn't letting her go this time. They were sticking together no matter what now. "Whiteses pupsie is okayses now. Not alonses." Firmly grooming her, he wasn't letting her try to escape, curled nice and tight around her to keep her safe instead. He didn't care about the mud that was slowly coating his own pelt, well used to the sticky feel on his fur. "Chessie is safeses. The golden one is heres nows. Solses is heres. Stayings always. Chesses is wanderings now with the golden one." Nuzzling her gently, he swiped his tongue over her ears and rested his head over her shoulders. "Restses nows. Then we'll moves elsewheres."

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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Mon Aug 14, 2017 10:01 am

During her rocking she heard the familiar voice that cut through the confusion and fear at what was happening to her. Snuggling into the familar golden fur as it curled around her closing her eyes and listening to his words whilst still trembling. His voice told her she was safe, she was no longer alone, knowing she would not could not return to the clan of shadows anymore she made a soft noise of agreement. His tongue firmly ran over her fur not letting her get away from him, not that she wanted to, his name for her found her in the cracked dark place of her mind. He was there and so she was safe, safe from the dark place she'd wandered into her mind and safe from the clan that had never fully understood or wanted to understand her. They'd always talked to her as if she was stupid or a pup, not Solses, he'd always spoken her language, he was safe, he was her sol. Not saying anything pale yellow eyes closed when he told her to sleep and then move elsewheres later, comforted by him she drifted off to sleep the golden ones scent filling her nose allowing her to sleep in peace like she hadn't been able to do in moons.

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""...and if I spy a singing bird, I'll snap its neck before it's heard..."
"What is lifes greatest Illusion? Innocence"
"I wasn't good enough for my own mother, how can I be good enough for anyone else?"
" 'Fixed' is such a subjective term. I think 'treated' is far more appropriate, don't you? Like one does to a rash, or an arrow in the face."
"The Cheshire is so happy this one could just tear out your intestines and strangle you with them!"
"Hey hey! your spine would make a great skipping rope! I'm taking it"
"You're making the Chessies teeth itch!"
"The game is a foot. Or a leg. Or all manner of severed limbs!"
"need to get Mother some flowers...pretty, pretty flowers..."


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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Tue Aug 22, 2017 10:39 pm

Trotting up the first thing that he noticed was the smell of loner, recognizing Sol the males hackles that had started to raise returned to normal. The quirky male was harmless unless someone threatened him first, realizing he was curled around Cheshiregrin however his hackles started to raise again. The pup harmer was tightly curled up next to the loner, he cleared his throat loudly to awaken them "Sol, you and Cheshiregrin are tresspassing on Shadowclan land, it would be appreciated if you would go to the Lone territories" his yellow-green eyes said more than he did, that he was being kind about it. Nightstar would not have been so cordial, still he'd spoken with authority in his deep gravelly tones. Glancing over his shoulder looking for Ghostheart and Thrusheheart a cold darkness started to sweep over the land. Wondering what the issue was he briefly glanced up at the sky and scowled seeing something black starting to cover the sun, soon after it began a heavy thick mist started to seep up out of the marsh. It smelled foul and made the brute cough slightly, it had a slight green tinge to it that added to the suspicion that it could be poisonous.

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"You've breathed your last!"
"I've killed legions like you!"
"You're making this too easy!"
"Your blood will adorn my fangs!"
"That was hardly worth my time."
"You've just written your own epitaph."
"Your feeble attempt to hide is insulting"
"That wasn't a fight, it was an execution."
"You're not a threat... merely an annoyance."


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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Wed Aug 23, 2017 1:26 am

Thrushheart had lagged behind a bit, and by the time he arrived the mist was already covering the land. He knew that fog often covered the Fire Swamp—he blinked sadly as he recalled what happened to his mentor—but it was not yet evening and the swamp should have been clear. There was something unusual to this mist as well. His eyes were beginning to water and his throat was getting a bit scratchy. He managed to find Dragonsteel's scent amidst the noxious smell of the mist and followed it. He was relieved when he finally spotted Dragonsteel, for the mist was thick and he could only see a few fox-lengths before him. "You two should leave," he said, giving a glance at Cheshiregrin and Sol.

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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Wed Aug 23, 2017 1:50 am

Growing uneasy at the rising fog, Sol had been about to wake his Chessie when the smell of other wolves wafted towards them. Looking up, he got to his feet and stood protectively over her, ready to defend her against her old pack. They hadn't taken care of her, they weren't going to hurt her any more. Dimly recognising the grey warrior, Sol considered their words for a moment, lowering his head to nudge the white youngster gently. The swamp didn't feel right any more, and his fur was prickling. Something was going on, and he wanted to keep his pupsie safe. Once she was awake and up, he gave a cool glance at the two warriors, distrusting them. But for now he didn't want to get into a fight, so he'd move away peacefully. Swiping his tongue over her white ears, he led Cheshire away from the pair of males, his feet taking him To a place that he knew was safe.

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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Wed Aug 23, 2017 7:40 am

Finally at peace she slept peacefully unaware of the goings on starting to heal and recover in her solsthiems grip. Eventually she was nudged awake and opening her pale yellow eyes was shown dragon of steels and the hearted thrush. Flattening her ears she bared her somewhat yellowed fangs warily and began to get wound up again, however the steely grey warrior was calm and quietly asked them to leave. About to give him the nut of the century her nose was assaulted by something that stunked, pawing at her nosie she quickly discovered it was a strange green tinged mist that was starting to pour out of the swampsie. Half mad she could see what the others could not, dark shadowy wolves hanging about the swamp doing something to it, what she could not quite discern but it stretched the grin over her face that she had been named for. About to say something a warm tongue ran over her ears, turning her head and looking at the golden wolf as he started to wander off she shot the shadowy wolves another look before taking off after the solsie her three black paws pitter pattying upon the earth. A very mad cackle escaping her that echoed through the swamp, somehow amplified by the mist, it bounced around long after she'd left
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""...and if I spy a singing bird, I'll snap its neck before it's heard..."
"What is lifes greatest Illusion? Innocence"
"I wasn't good enough for my own mother, how can I be good enough for anyone else?"
" 'Fixed' is such a subjective term. I think 'treated' is far more appropriate, don't you? Like one does to a rash, or an arrow in the face."
"The Cheshire is so happy this one could just tear out your intestines and strangle you with them!"
"Hey hey! your spine would make a great skipping rope! I'm taking it"
"You're making the Chessies teeth itch!"
"The game is a foot. Or a leg. Or all manner of severed limbs!"
"need to get Mother some flowers...pretty, pretty flowers..."


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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Thu Aug 24, 2017 5:41 am

Blackwidow got to the swamp and felt like her throat was on fire. But she still lifted her head and howled though it was somewhat weak. She wondered if maybe the mist was causing her to feel this way. "Minkfur i think they are still here. The mist is just making it hard to tell. Find anything?" She hoped that the three males were okay. Loosing three good strong fighters, would put them at risk. Plus she was fond of them.
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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Thu Aug 24, 2017 8:09 am

Watching the loner and Rogue vanish into the thickening mist he was about to turn and follow his scent trail back to camp when the sound of blackwidow came to him. Somewhat frustrated that a search party had been sent out for his patrol when he had the experience and intelligence to find his way home and not get lost. Dragonsteel was not in a quiet mood “Blackwidow please cease your howling about, This is not a natural mist and so I'd suggest we remain quiet so as not to draw any unwanted attention to ourselves” despite his mindset he came across surprisingly Civil. Casting his queer yellow-green gaze through the mist that was rolling up and out of the mist as if something was brewing in there he shook himself out disliking the feel of the fog against his steel grey fur. He wanted higher ground to see what was going on, but Nightstar would be feeling stressed and somewhat paranoid so it would be best to turn his back on the mist for now. Once Minkfur showed up he glanced over both females with a critical eye making sure they weren't any worse for wear from the mist the large burly male turned about on his paws and headed back towards the camp.
~Shadowclan Camp~

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"You've breathed your last!"
"I've killed legions like you!"
"You're making this too easy!"
"Your blood will adorn my fangs!"
"That was hardly worth my time."
"You've just written your own epitaph."
"Your feeble attempt to hide is insulting"
"That wasn't a fight, it was an execution."
"You're not a threat... merely an annoyance."


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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Thu Aug 24, 2017 10:56 pm

Minkfur trailed after Blackwidow, her nose to the ground in order to trace any scents. Her eyes were practically useless in the mist, only barely able to make out Blackwidow's form in front of her. Hurrying up her stride, she moved closer to the older she-wolf, warily glancing around. Coughing, she shook her head and let out a small, irritated growl. "This mist is awful..." Minkfur hissed, glancing towards Blackwidow before hearing Dragonsteel and flattening her ears. "Well there's Dragonsteel..." she grunted with a small snort. "Though he does have a point. We don't know what's hiding in this mist..." Casting her gaze around for a moment, she flexed her claws before watching Dragonsteel as he disappeared into the thick fog. "Though he shouldn't go back on his own..." she growled, narrowing her eyes before sighing and sniffing the air, hoping to catch Thrushheart and Ghostheart's scent.

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PostSubject: Re: The Fire Swamp   Fri Aug 25, 2017 5:29 am

The reddish-furred warrior watched as the two loners disappeared without so much as a word. He was faintly surprised and somewhat let down; he had been hoping for more excitement. Oh well. He was about to ask Dragonsteel what they'd do next when he heard a howl. It took him a few moments to recognize it as Blackwidow's. That was odd. Why would anyone willingly venture out into this mist? Or had they left before it came? Dragonsteel took off shortly afterwards. Thrushheart wasn't certain that it was such a wise idea, especially with the mist being as thick as it was. He certainly wasn't going to waltz back to camp alone. He perked his ears when he heard Minkfur's voice, following the sound and stopping once he saw both her and Blackwidow. "What are you two doing out here?" he asked. The only reasons he could think of would be that they were either hunting or were sent to check up on the patrol or serve as backup.

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