The Tribe Of Falling Leaves Members Roleplay Here

Stoneteller sat in his den, leaning over a sparkling pool. Stars were shining shafts of light through the creek in the roof. A mystic light flowed onto the pool. Stoneteller lift his head, peering across the den. The Casting Stones reflected a light onto the pool, creating a starry vision of The Tribe Of Endless Hunting. Stoneteller stood up in respect, dipping his gray head. "Welcome, Tribe Of Endless Hunting." Stoneteller mewed in a respectful yet quiet tone. 03:43, February 11, 2015 (UTC)

Gust lay beside Crimson, who let out a massive yawn, twitching a single reddish ear. He lazily groomed her head, letting out a small yawn while doing so. No, they weren't mates or siblings, not even that much of friends, tehy were simply sharing tongues. Gust lapped some moss from the she-cat's head before rolling onto his back and letting out a lazy sigh, gazing up at nothing, his gaze a blank and bored stare.Silverstar 03:46, February 11, 2015 (UTC)

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