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Post by Maggotscreech on Aug 31, 2016 14:12:25 GMT -6
BerylpawMaggotscreech growled as he stalked along the border that separated Fireclan from the non-clanners and Deathclan cats. He'd do anything to go live out there without all the useless fools in the clan that he currently resided in. He hated it here. Of all the places his parents- whom he really couldn't remember- could have left him, they chose here. All because they couldn't handle a little misbehaved kit... Who turned out to be an abusive murderer. He hissed with irritation as he crouched down and decided to try catch himself a meal. The old-ish warrior was starting to get hungry and he didn't need the clans help with survival. He was independent and strong and he didn't need help from some mousebrained furballs. However, as he was hunting, the tabby heard a noise and smelled something. It wasn't prey. It was a loner. Maggotscreech's neon gaze flickered towards the source of the scent, his hiss becoming louder. He couldn't help but wonder how good of a fight they'd put up.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2016 7:35:46 GMT -6
Ruby looked up, her blue eyes glistening in the sun. She needed more food soon, but she kept walking. She needed to get some distance towards her destination. She walked strait, probably along one of those clan borders. She didn't understand clans. It was much better to be independent. She didn't want to talk to another cat, and she kept walking as another came into view. Unfortunatly, she also wanted to see what this warrior was doing on their border, so she stopped, back straitening as she studied the other cat. "Hello." she smiled sweetly. "What are you doing out here? Asking for a fight perhaps?"
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Post by Maggotscreech on Sept 21, 2016 13:37:22 GMT -6
(Wow, it's probably too late to reply but hey)
Maggotscreech flicked his ear at the white she-cat's sweet tone of voice. That was a flaw that he had found already. The older cat grumbled and lashed his rat like tail as he responded, "Well," He half-rasped, "I was actually just planning on catching a meal, but now you mention it, a fight sounds pretty good," The scrawny tabby smirked, bright eyes flashing.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2016 14:00:57 GMT -6
"Catching prey on the Deathclan border? Noe that is a risk most clan cats avoid." she responded, "And as for a fight, weell, you can chose to fight or not, all up to you." She pricked her ears to look at a bird that had called out from a tree. She wasn't going to ask for a fight, well maybe verbally, but in no other way. She wanted to dee how that might turn oout. Probably bad, but who really cared?
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Post by Maggotscreech on Oct 9, 2016 9:24:18 GMT -6
-I'm the earliest at replying on this entire site-
Maggotscreech let out a quiet grumble as he unsheathed his short, hooked claws, flicking his odd ears with a meaningless smile, "I'll fight you, there's never anything better to do," He crouched down, lashing his tail repeatedly from side to side.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2016 3:16:43 GMT -6
["Oh rreally?" Ruby smirked. "What about fighting other cats who you haven't jsust met?" sshe asked, positioning herself to dodge any attack thrown at hher.
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