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Post by shadowfang on Dec 2, 2005 20:59:09 GMT -5
A she-cat slunk across the clearing.. Her amber eyes were cooly narrowed, her matted gray fur laid against her body like dust.
((Didn't know what to post..))
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Post by Wingedsoul on Dec 14, 2005 18:00:33 GMT -5
Another cat's amber eyes gazed upon the cat. Slowly, the tom stepped foreward, clearing his throat slightly.
OOC//. Blech, I know. ^ ^
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Post by shadowfang on Dec 15, 2005 15:18:51 GMT -5
Spider turned her dull amber gaze onto the newcomer. The she-cat's matted gray-black fur did not bristle. She could take this cat down with one blow. Her black ears twitched. She hissed very softly at the new cat.
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Post by Wingedsoul on Dec 15, 2005 18:11:54 GMT -5
OOC//. Ish Spider the leader...?
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Post by shadowfang on Dec 15, 2005 18:12:12 GMT -5
((Yes.))
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Post by Wingedsoul on Dec 15, 2005 18:21:43 GMT -5
OOC//. 'Kay then.
IC//. Hello, Spider, Dread of ShardPack mewed. I am glad to see that our leader is faring well...or is that only what it looks like? His question was rhetorical, but the tom's amber eyes gazed hungrily at her, as if he wished to know more about her life, to find her weekness. Of course, Dread didn't want that. He only wished to kill one of another clan, or one who roamed by their lonesome selves, wished to taste their warm blood as it flows into his mouth when his teeth sank into their skin. But alas, he had done no such thing in such a while that it was infuriating! How was he to survive without the death of another that he himself had caused? He was not sure, but Spider was most certainly his leader, and respect she deserved. Though, much about the rouge she-cat was unknown and mysterious to the tom as he seated himself, licking his paw.
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Post by shadowfang on Dec 15, 2005 18:24:26 GMT -5
Spider 's matted gray-black fur bristled. She merely unsheathed her claws, deadly knives that had killed so many cats. She licked fresh blood off them, recent, from the prey she killed. Her amber eyes flashed. She turned and leaped up onto the great rock that lay over the camp. She had to find a second-in-command. It would not be the massive cat before her, but a 'friend' from a past battle.
((Bleh. T_T))
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