everything seems like a haunting -- open

[Vaughn]

Another promise , another seed

Another  packaged lie to  keep  us trapped  in greed

And

all  the   green   belts

wrapped around our minds

endless red tape to keep

the  truth  confined

They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us

We will be victorious

So it turns out along with his mamma dying a lot more cats of the clans were dropping like hot flies. He found it rather entertaining and he so he chuckled every time he heard news. But in all honesty he missed his mother to dear death. He hated her for leaving him, but he needed her. Sighing he scratched his ear and wandered over to the swamp where a eerie fog rose and covered his legs completely.

"Mm.. place is interesting.. never been here." he mewled out loud.

@notag | unknown | so far away -- stained | lazy sorry

MADE BY VEL OF GS

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DROUGHT OF DEATHCLAN

"I'd watch my step if I were you," drawled a lazy-sounding voice. Up ahead, nearly obscured by the fog, a certain patched feline was laying on the skull of… something… that had died while lodged in the mud. It was mostly bone now - the scavengers already picked it clean ages ago. Might've been a deer while it was alive. Hard to tell; they didn't get many of those around here.

Drought scraped his claws idly along the perch. "Not many cats come out here. Actually, there aren't very many DeathClanners around at all these days. So I suppose the question is: what're you doing?"

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NOTES - just gonna pop in here

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