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Post by Onyx on May 7, 2014 16:35:46 GMT -6
(This is for @drought, I might not know what to put)
Onyx was padding to the part of the swamp where he made his little den, with a mouse in his mouth. He settled down and started to eat his dinner. The sweet tangy taste of blood fled through his mouth as he bit into the mouse. He felt as if he were being watched. He dropped his dinner and turned around to see a pair of eyes watching him.
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2014 16:42:56 GMT -6
Drought had been out for a stroll near the bog when he'd scented fresh-kill. Someone's hunted here recently. I don't recognize the cat-scent, though... Better check it out.
Unsheathing his claws, the leader followed the scent trail. He halted when a young black-furred tom came into sight, amber eyes narrowing in slight suspicion.
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Post by Onyx on May 7, 2014 16:45:34 GMT -6
"It's not nice to sneak up on me like that." He growled at the older cat. "I would be Onyx, and I'm guessing you're that big-shot Drought. I've heard a lot about you. I admire you for having the courage to attack the clans like that, let alone take hostages."
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2014 16:56:23 GMT -6
The scarred tom bared his teeth and stepped closer. "You'll speak more respectfully to your leader if you want to continue living here... or living at all." Admiration meant nothing if it was preceded by rude speech. Although Drought wasn't well acquainted with many of the pseudo-Clan's younglings, that wasn't a reason for them to lack discipline. By the looks of it, I'll have to continue the tradition of public punishments. |
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Post by Onyx on May 7, 2014 17:02:45 GMT -6
(Dis is getting real! So much for being allies! XD)
"You don't scare me!" He growled drawing his lips back in a snarl. "Anyways." He said, letting the fur on his back lay flat. "What are you doing out here? And why were you watching me?"
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2014 17:08:20 GMT -6
"An intelligent cat fears those who can easily rip out his throat. I've killed a leader, youngling. Do you really think it would be difficult for me to eliminate a pest like you?" The American Shorthair ignored Onyx's questions. He wasn't about to sit down and chat with a disrespectful fool.
| Just to let you know, I actually do exile cats~ Something to keep in mind. | |
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Post by Onyx on May 7, 2014 17:15:36 GMT -6
(Oh my gawd, you exile cats!  ) "Like I said, why were you watching me? And you killed Cloverstar? She is a clan cat! They are puny and weak! We are DeathClan, we will rule the forest!" He yelled. "Anyways Drought, excuse me for beings so rude, I would like to ask you, what happens when we invade all the clans? Will we invade the kittypets? Or cause some trouble in twolegplace?" |
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2014 14:11:02 GMT -6
| Oops, forgot about this thread. |
He snarled at the much-younger tom, once again refusing to respond to Onyx's first question. "Fool. Clan cats aren't necessarily weak, just stupid beyond belief. And who ever said I would be invading all of the Clans?" Drought hissed at the black-furred cat in disgust. Idiot youngling.
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