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Post by Stormchaser on Apr 9, 2007 13:51:14 GMT -5
OoC// Wait...wha? Sorry, I'm easily confused today.
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Post by Featherstar on Apr 9, 2007 14:24:31 GMT -5
((You know how you've been typing your cat's names like SandStar and StormChaser? You don't need to capitalize the second part of their name like that, so it would be Sandstar and Stormchaser instead.))
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Post by Stormchaser on Apr 10, 2007 6:50:20 GMT -5
OoC// Eh, I know I don't have to. I just do...-shrugs- Raven does the same thing, uh-huh.
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Post by Featherstar on Apr 10, 2007 15:13:47 GMT -5
((Yeah, I know.))
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Post by Stormchaser on Apr 12, 2007 5:31:56 GMT -5
OoC// Raven's turn to post! Or Komo's...
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/-|RavenHeart|-\
New Member
Bleed Me Dry!! Before Madness Overcomes Me
Posts: 47
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Post by /-|RavenHeart|-\ on Apr 21, 2007 14:53:20 GMT -5
“I…. I’m but a resident rogue of this fine city, which supposedly belongs to the idiotic cats of BloodClan and their leader the faint-hearted, feeble, pile of fox-dung known as PlagueStar.” RavenHeart paused facing towards where the questioning voice had emanated from with a smirk upon his maw. “And for you I know nothing save your name so I shall not judge you…MiraclePaw apprentice of the arrogant, corpulent BloodClaw,” RavenHeart spoke, his voice dripping with hatred and abhorrence to both the deputy and leader. They were both pathetic and he wished to rip them apart limb by limb, to devour them whilst they still lived, whilst they wailed for mercy and forgiveness. Raven awoke from his thoughts as he restlessly sheathed and unsheathed his claws, an unknown lust for blood overcoming him.
OOC: sry for being inactive
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Post by Stormchaser on Apr 22, 2007 6:24:09 GMT -5
Wolfenpelt smirked as he watched Raven from his place in the dark. Surely, the old blind warrior wanted the blood of the Clan that had exiled him. Wolfen didn't blame his brother. No, it made complete sense to the stealer of kits. Wolfenpelt had recently grown bored of Clan activity however, hence he had come here. The rogue watched the cats with a smile 'pon his face. However, thoughts flooded his mind. Memories, halfly.
Wolfenpelt stood in the rain, on the edge of ShadowClan territory. The mother of the kits lay dead at his feet, and he looked onwards. There were the four kits, crying their little eyes out. Wolfenpelt grinned, and leapt for the smallest one. He caught it between his forepaws, and ripped the throat with his claws. It was dead. Another, he leaped at, and killed. Then, only two remained. He tried to attack, but slipped in the mud, and they escaped.
Wolfenpelt shook his head, attempting to rid himself of the horried memories.
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Post by |>146u3574|2 (a.k.a Plaguey) on Apr 22, 2007 22:40:46 GMT -5
Faint-hearted? Feeble? A pile of fox-dung? Sounds to me like your naming the wrong cat.
A scoffing voice broke through the voices. A thin shadowed figure stood atop the newspaper stand. Venom green eyes flashed, and none other than the elusive Plaguestar stepped into the harsh glow of a flickering street lamp. A sinister grin was spread across her maw.
Well what do you know. It's a little reunion. What do we have here, a pitifully traitor, crawling back to spit insults. Some other clan cats, trespassing on my territory no doubt.
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Post by Featherstar on Apr 23, 2007 16:41:10 GMT -5
"How dare you call Plaguestar that?" spat Miraclepaw, her eyes flashing angrily. Then she seemed to realise that her mask was slipping just as her leader approached. "Hello, Plaguestar." She said smoothly.
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Post by Stormchaser on Apr 24, 2007 14:57:48 GMT -5
Wolfenpelt smiled to himself. At least, he had not yet been seen. The rogue shifted again, watching his brother carefully. This would be good. Yes, RavenHeart was a good warrior, but he was blind. Would Plaguestar fight?
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Post by Broken Whitepaw on Apr 26, 2007 16:58:26 GMT -5
Bloodclaw stepped past the Newstand,a tiny,sandy-and-hite kit dangling form his jaws.He dropped it softly.She yawned,opening one eye sleepily.Both opened wider as she registered her soroundings."Daddy?"She mewled curiously.Bloodclaw curled his tail around her."Hush,Amberkit,get some more rest.I`ll explain in the morning,"Amberkit just nodded,still half asleep,and curled herself up again.He heard Miraclepaw behind him,and he nodded to her."Get Plaguestar,"
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Post by Stormchaser on Apr 27, 2007 6:13:32 GMT -5
Wolfenpelt smiled still, watching the chaos unfold. If it came to it, he may help; his brother. If however, and only if, Wolfenpelt felt like it. He smiled thinly, and made sure the wind was still blowing his scent away from the BloodClanners. Good. It was, and he was safe.
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Post by Featherstar on Apr 27, 2007 15:01:31 GMT -5
Miraclepaw sighed as she put Smoulderkit beside his sister. She paused once to shake the water out of her fur before jogging off, rehearsing what to say to both Plaguestar and the kits. "Plaguestar?" she called when she reached the place she knew her leader liked to sleep. "Bloddclaw requests your presence, and wishes to report a successful mission."
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Post by Broken Whitepaw on May 6, 2007 16:12:38 GMT -5
Smoulderkit grunted as he felt himself touch the ground,and he opened his eyes,glaring about."Where am I?Why did you-"He was quieted when Bloodclaw put a claw on his mouth,glaring.Smoulderkit shrugged it off and got up,stretching beautifully,tiny muscles already forming under his brown and black fur.He padded about,sniffing.He bumped into a leaf,smelling warily.A different cat!Smoulderkit mewled quietly,slipping into the dark."Who are you?"He challenged,fur rising along his spine.
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Post by Stormchaser on May 7, 2007 5:03:22 GMT -5
OoC// Is he talking to Wolfenpelt?
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