Warrior Cat Randomness
  • LECTURES 191
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  • Durée 12m
  • LECTURES 191
  • Votes 13
  • Parties 5
  • Durée 12m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement juil. 21, 2014
What are we going to do when Cloudtail is on a sugar high?!?! What would happen if Jayfeather lost his stick?!?! Or worse yet, what would happen if Hollyleaf took my rainbow sharpies?!?!?!

These are things everyone must know if we are going to survive! Okay... Maybe not... But it can't hurt to know just in case... Right? 
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Purpleflight has just left her fellow Clan mates to seek out the mysterious, and very random,  original Warrior Cat Clans. But what are they like outside of the books? Goodness knows... and now it's up to Purpleflight to... wait, what's the point of this? Let's just say she's going to give us an inside look.

-Purplewolfforever
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