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Post by Ginger on Jun 26, 2016 16:25:23 GMT -6
"well then lets explore the ally ways!" She purred bouncing off.
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Post by Thomas on Jun 26, 2016 16:49:31 GMT -6
Thomas wasn't sure what was so exciting about alleys, but he followed after the energetic she-cat regardless.
"Don't move so fast!"
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Post by Ginger on Jun 27, 2016 5:08:53 GMT -6
"your just slow" she said sticking out her tong.
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Post by Thomas on Jun 27, 2016 6:23:10 GMT -6
Thomas growled.
"I'm plenty fast! I just don't want to be tired in case I have a legitimate reason to run!"
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Post by Ginger on Jun 27, 2016 13:06:58 GMT -6
Ginger turned into an ally a deep one at that. It was dark and she had seemed to have lost Thomas. She suddenly found a chicken wing. It smelled fresh and all that running tired her out. She took a bite. Mmmm good.
"enjoying your meal?" A crooked voice
Cackled
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Post by Thomas on Jun 27, 2016 13:17:56 GMT -6
((what))
Thomas followed Ginger into a dark alley.
He folded his ears back. It wasn't like he was scared, but it seemed very easy to be cornered in such a place. He watched as Ginger picked up a some sort of piece of meat clinging to some bone. So basically, real food.
His dark emerald gaze snapped to the speaker of a sudden voice.
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Post by Ginger on Jun 27, 2016 14:04:49 GMT -6
((what?))
"share your food" another voice hissed. Before in a blur two older cats had takled her and already clawed her pretty pelt she tried to bite them but she failed to. She bated her clawless paws at them
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Post by Thomas on Jun 27, 2016 14:26:50 GMT -6
Thomas growled as he leapt into the fray.
His claws tore into the eyes of one of the others. The russet tom fought with the older cats, the partially blinded one being more or less taken care of. He grappled with the remaining cat, finally tearing into the other tom's face with his teeth. Then the two toms ran away hissing and cursing, dripping blood as they fled.
Thomas spat out the blood and flesh he'd ripped from one of the attackers. He had some scratches in his pelt and blood stained his dark pelt. He moved over to Ginger and stood over her. "You okay?"
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Post by Ginger on Jun 27, 2016 16:17:26 GMT -6
"y-yha t-thanks" she said quietly "I-i'm going home" she mumbled teary eyed.
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Post by Thomas on Jul 8, 2016 20:08:27 GMT -6
Thomas didn't say anything.
He saw his friends tears. He narrowed his eyes. He bounded to her side. "We're neighbors. We should go together." He reasoned, staying right by Ginger's side.
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Post by Ginger on Jul 8, 2016 20:11:45 GMT -6
She leaned on his side refusing to make eye contact. He was the best friend anyone could ever ask for.
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Post by Thomas on Jul 8, 2016 20:14:18 GMT -6
Thomas did his best to support Ginger as they both made their way home.
She was... Good. He didn't want to see her hurt again. He kept his senses alert for further trouble.
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Post by Ginger on Jul 9, 2016 6:22:16 GMT -6
((z end))
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