Try and cross the Thunderpath.`
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You run across the Thunderpath, luckily, there is no monsters coming. You feel ShadowClan territory under your feet. With joy you contin ue running untill you find your camp. Everyone is overjoyed to see you for some reason, untill you tell them your story... | You run across the Thunderpath, luckily, there is no monsters coming. You feel ShadowClan territory under your feet. With joy you contin ue running untill you find your camp. Everyone is overjoyed to see you for some reason, untill you tell them your story... | ||
"So ThunderClan tried to eat the cats of other clans yet again..." You look up at your leader. "They... wanted to eat me?" The leader looked down at you. "Yes. ThunderClan has taken up canibilism. But there is something that must be attended to immediately. All cats old enough to catch their prey, gather around for a clan meeting!" | "So ThunderClan tried to eat the cats of other clans yet again..." You look up at your leader. "They... wanted to eat me?" The leader looked down at you. "Yes. ThunderClan has taken up canibilism. But there is something that must be attended to immediately. All cats old enough to catch their prey, gather around for a clan meeting!" | ||
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| + | You are... Nettlepaw. You walk an unfarmiliar ground. You do not know how you got here, but it seems... strangely farmiliar. You don't know what to do. You catch a whiff of prey. | ||
| + | Do you...? | ||
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| + | *[[Follow the prey scent]] | ||
| + | *[[Go the opposite direction]] | ||
| + | *[[sniff the air]] | ||
Revision as of 23:12, 9 June 2008
You run across the Thunderpath, luckily, there is no monsters coming. You feel ShadowClan territory under your feet. With joy you contin ue running untill you find your camp. Everyone is overjoyed to see you for some reason, untill you tell them your story... "So ThunderClan tried to eat the cats of other clans yet again..." You look up at your leader. "They... wanted to eat me?" The leader looked down at you. "Yes. ThunderClan has taken up canibilism. But there is something that must be attended to immediately. All cats old enough to catch their prey, gather around for a clan meeting!"
You are... Nettlepaw. You walk an unfarmiliar ground. You do not know how you got here, but it seems... strangely farmiliar. You don't know what to do. You catch a whiff of prey. Do you...?
