Orange: yes that is fine

Orange: *sees the black cat spirit thing*

Orange: hm. What ever you can catch (Orange is mousefur just has kits and a mate)

Goldring: *smiles and walks all the way back to his layer*

Orange: ...

Goldring: *watches over the camp but no one can see or smell him* (remember he is sand coloured and blends in with the sand)

Orange: maybe there is a sharp rock in my nest.

Orange: ._. *looks at the cut in her back*

Orange: *goes back to sleep*

Orange: *the first cut is on her back- a black outlined in Crimson red walks into her and Orange wakes up*

Random voice: everyday you will get scars and cuts on your body. This will last until (9@:48!( is :3-:

Orange: *goes to sleep and dreams- She wakes up in a black-sanded desert* ...what is it now.

Orange: *growls and walks to her den*

(Yeh)

Orange: whispers to moonstone: people who don't belong here.

(Continue)

(Done yet?)

(Can you tell me everyone's parents in the little traveling group so I can write it down- do every one in sentances)

(Oki)