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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2018 22:03:08 GMT -5
(Sure, I see them being really passive aggressive with each other. Grackle: Wow, you use poison ivy in your toxins? Well I use bleach I bought at Walmart! But poison ivy is fine...for a noob.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2018 22:18:02 GMT -5
(Grackle wearing stupid disguise: HAH! That was a dummy!) (Sure)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2018 22:31:59 GMT -5
Shadow: I hate my life)
Grackle was in his own den that was a large kennel with poison ivy and moss growing around it. The tom was sorting through his herbs and washing berries, his ears twitched as he heard Venom enter. He grunted a bit, he hated the tom literally due to the fact that he specialized in poisons like him.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2018 22:54:12 GMT -5
βWhat? You have a terrible cough and need my wonderful aid? Here!β Grackle purred and tossed a death berry over to Venom, βItβll put you out of my misery!β
Meg: you have to wear this get along shirt for the rest of the day)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2018 23:08:58 GMT -5
Grackle gave a low hiss and turned his head a bit towards the tom, his hollowed out left eye stared hauntingly at him. βThat cat got what heβd deserve. Honestly I wish I had the time to skin him alive.β He returned back to his stock, βI did those clan cats a service, I get them one less mouth to feed. Something this group needs to start doing.β
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Post by Mosshail on Dec 13, 2018 0:18:21 GMT -5
Bluepool blinked awake as she lay near the group of sick cats. She looked to her paws; a half-eaten sparrow still lay there after she had begun to eat it the other night. She had spent hours upon hours hunting, trying to keep her mind busy and her Clan fed, but it wasn't keeping away the worry she had felt about Goldenstrike's wellness. She looked over to where his golden pelt lay near the others, and she sighed lightly, her head aching with fear for her mate
[Okay thank you!!! You guys too! ^-^]
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Post by xfogpathx on Dec 13, 2018 13:39:41 GMT -5
Claytangle | Groveclan Territory | xfogpathx 's Crookedpounce She didn't protest at all, for she smelled a mouse nearby as they approached. She hastily hissed, "Be quiet!" as they neared the smell, annoyed that he would talk to loud on a hunting trip. Her tail lashed but she wasn't that angry, just annoyed with him. Was he stupid? He'd scare off what little prey they had around them. She focused on the area and the smells coming towards them. Now, where was that mouse? Crookedpounce couldn't help the scowl that crossed his face when the other warrior hissed at him. Well. So much for making this a pheasant hunt. Crookedpounce scented the air by the edge of the trees in silence until he caught the scent of a squirrel. He glanced back at Claytangle to tell her he was off but she was already preoccupied. With a huff and an annoyed flick of his tail, the tom stalked off through the brush in search of his prey.
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Post by xfogpathx on Dec 13, 2018 13:43:49 GMT -5
Stormpaw looked with indifference at the other apprenticeβs work. βLooks nice.β He meowed dully before turning once more to his own work. He appreciated her being there, he really did, but a smile just couldnβt form on his muzzle right now. That was, until mud slung onto him from the direction of Cobwebpaw. βPfft, whatβs the big idea?β He meowed, shaking his pelt vigorously. A soft smile formed on his face. βYou did that on purpose, didnβt you?β The apprentice froze for a moment at the sight of Stormpaw smiling. It had truly been an accident but...if it made the younger apprentice smile, she supposed she could dirty her pristine fur just a little more. She sneakily pressed her paw deeper into a patch of soggy mud before drawing it to her chest. Her forest green eyes shimmered with mischief. "The nerve! I would never!" Cobwebpaw gasped in mock offense, flicking out her paw to speckle the other cat further with mud.
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Post by vocebulery on Dec 13, 2018 15:07:03 GMT -5
Stormpaw looked with indifference at the other apprenticeβs work. βLooks nice.β He meowed dully before turning once more to his own work. He appreciated her being there, he really did, but a smile just couldnβt form on his muzzle right now. That was, until mud slung onto him from the direction of Cobwebpaw. βPfft, whatβs the big idea?β He meowed, shaking his pelt vigorously. A soft smile formed on his face. βYou did that on purpose, didnβt you?β The apprentice froze for a moment at the sight of Stormpaw smiling. It had truly been an accident but...if it made the younger apprentice smile, she supposed she could dirty her pristine fur just a little more. She sneakily pressed her paw deeper into a patch of soggy mud before drawing it to her chest. Her forest green eyes shimmered with mischief. "The nerve! I would never!" Cobwebpaw gasped in mock offense, flicking out her paw to speckle the other cat further with mud. βHey!β Stormpaw chuckled lightly, his work forgotten. He picked one paw out of the mud and snapped his wrist forward, spewing mud toward Cobwebpaw. βTwo can play like that!β
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2018 7:01:24 GMT -5
"With you taking care of us we wouldn't be a group."Venom replied tartly."You believe in a bunch of dead cats so tell me this:How do you think they'll judge you?"He said with laughter in his eyes."As for the group,if I need too,I got a back-up plan,what about you?Or are you gonna make a living off killing kits?" Grackle rolled his eyes as he wasnβt going to entertain the tom with answers, βWhy donβt you just shove some ivy up your butt and leave me to my work. You know, the work thatβs been getting aiding this group with taking down that clan and with healing.β
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2018 18:47:31 GMT -5
"But then who would I talk to?"Venom complained."I don't know where Meg is,Shadow doesn't want to be bothered and Sweetie's scarred to death of me."He sat back down and turned his berry over."It's rotten." βWell thatβs your problem.β Grackle grumbled as he worked. He dipped a claw into a red paste and sniffed it, he shook his head and added poison ivy sprinklings to it.
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Post by vocebulery on Dec 15, 2018 20:13:31 GMT -5
(Hey everyone ))
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Dec 16, 2018 16:54:53 GMT -5
Palepaw widened her eyes a bit. βI havenβt seen him since this morning...β she admitted, then sighed. βHopefully it hasnβt gotten worse than a fever.β She gently dipped her head to Firepaw in goodbye, then rushed off to the medicine den with the mouse in her jaws. She doubted he would eat, but she already felt bad for not seeing him the rest of the day. She dropped the mouse in the doorway and stuck her head inside.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Dec 16, 2018 16:57:44 GMT -5
Gremlin opened his mouth to object, then glanced down at his measley prey. Would the other rogues find out? Prey was prey, anyway. βA-Alright,β he said after hesitating a few moments. βWhere would a better place to hunt be?β
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Dec 16, 2018 17:00:54 GMT -5
Dovecloud walked closer to the gathering group of cats, her head tilted. βHawkjaw, what happened?β she asked softly, hoping he could hear her through the other questioning voices.
Hazelshine limped out of the medicine den after she heard Robinwhisper start to wail. She wanted to know what was going on, too, but didnβt feel like shouting out questions this time around. Whatever it was sounded like another death, but Hazelshine couldnβt figure out who it could be. No one in the medicine den had died... not yet, anyway.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Dec 16, 2018 17:03:26 GMT -5
Goldenstrike had been sitting awake this whole time, unable to sleep for very long with the pain in both his stomach and his chest. He let out a small purr as he noticed she had woken up again. The purr died down as he remembered the situation he was in. βYou didnβt eat very much,β he rasped, ears flattened on his head.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Dec 16, 2018 21:14:33 GMT -5
((I have duskwhisker sweetie twigkit and Hazelshine))
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Dec 16, 2018 22:01:34 GMT -5
((lets do yellowheart and hazelshine, you can respond to where she goes into the clearing))
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Dec 16, 2018 22:44:50 GMT -5
Hazelshine flicked an ear as Yellowheart approached. βItβs Robinwhisper,β she said, then narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. βit must have something to do with Dreamwave. Hawkjaw hasnβt said anything yet.β
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