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Post by Chaos Admin on Apr 12, 2008 13:06:37 GMT -5
Chaos;; A Warrior's RP
Even the dead have grudges...
Old wounds of the past are beginning to heal. The scars of battles mend over time, and so has these. But events of the old devastation and wild madness linger, even though not in the minds of the Clans on the soil. StarClan alone sees the darkness ahead. After debating long endless moons of what they should speak of, the StarClan council sent away one cat of each Clan in StarClan to think of a proper mystical prophecy, one that would intertwine the four Clans together. These four cats came together and, in harmony and peace, created the first ever mystic poem that was approved by StarClan’s council and sent to three cats in each Clan below...
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