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Post by Redpaw on Aug 29, 2015 1:12:11 GMT -6
You got two lives down and one life left Redpaw hauled a juicy squirrel into the apprentice's den. He glared down at the prey for a few moment's before he cleared his throat and began speaking to an imaginary co-worker.
"Is seems the Sir Fluffymuzzle that had been ... taken care of a few moons ago was, indeed, a fraud," the ginger started, referring to another squirrel he had torn to pieces before he was made an apprentice. "But, no worries Silentmouth," he looked between the imaginary warrior and the dead squirrel, "I have found the real Sir Fluffymuzzle. And this time," he leaned forward and barred his teeth at the lifeless creature, "justice will be served."
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Post by Silvercloud on Aug 29, 2015 7:25:06 GMT -6
Silverpaw watched the cat in annoyance. She knew who that cat was. The infamous Redpaw. The "crusader of justice". She frankly found it quite annoying. She too longed to play games but not when she was an apprentice and needed a reputation. It was a mouse-brained idea.
Redpaw was mewing on about some Sir Fluffymuzzle and some mysterious Silentmouth. She had to stop this cat. He seemed to have no pride in his image, spending his days playing kitlike games.
"Hey, don't you think you should stop playing that game before some other cat sees you? No cat will respect you then."
(I'm kinda wishing that Silverpaw will be converted to the pursuit of justice. It sounds fun.)
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Post by Redpaw on Aug 30, 2015 14:12:09 GMT -6
You got two lives down and one life left Redpaw's jaw clamped shut and froze, the only movement being the twitching of his left eye.
"And who DARES interrupt the serving of the most just of justices," the ginger mewled almost sarcastically, spinning quickly on his heels and facing the she-cat with a curious scowl and raised brow. He wasn't too fond of cat's that interrupted his acting, especially when he was in such a serious scene. The tom took a moment to look over the she-cat, making sure his face pulled into a judgmental one.
Wasn't she at my apprentice ceremony? the tom thought, vaguely remembering her appearance. His teal eyes lost there seriousness at the flash of familiarity he felt towards her, and a playful heir overcame his stature. It always helped to know someone's name-- it have them more humanity. Her name was ... Silverpaw, right?
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Post by Silvercloud on Aug 31, 2015 4:34:09 GMT -6
SIlverpaw was just plain confused now. The other cat was speaking about justice and the serving of it. To a squirrel. Well then, he did seem very entrenched in his fantasy. She suddenly recalled that Redpaw was at her apprentice ceremony too, and he didn't seem to bad at that time. Her severe expression relaxed ever so slightly.
"Well, I'm Silverpaw. And I'm really sorry to interrupt, but I thought that it would be nice to give you a piece of advice. I love playing games as much as any other cat, but now that we're apprentices, we have to prove ourselves to the clan and be serious." Silverpaw almost regretted the statement as soon as she spoke it. It seemed wrong to take away Redpaw's fun.
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