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Post by conundrum on Nov 30, 2008 10:20:50 GMT -6
Standing in one of the many caves of Terraclan he watched the rain pelt the ground, making it muddy and almost impossible to traverse. As he gazed out at the territory, he saw the empty planes and watched a seemingly lost neko stumble about in a tizzy. Glancing to the left he saw Steep Canyon, and frowned as he watched the glistening white waters rush through, remembering his brothers death. The larger warrior loomed overhead and with one final swipe of the sword, he fell back, into the canyon and was swept away with the current. Shaking the memory away, he leapt nimbly down the mountainside and entered the busy encampment. He ignored the squeals of his fans and pushed through to the guard post, taping the sleeping warrior on the shoulder he relieved him of watch duties. The other neko grasped his shoulder “Thanks Oakshadow, I owe you one.” He shrugged it off and began his watch of the perimeter of the territory.
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