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Post by Nightpaw on Dec 17, 2007 9:28:00 GMT -5
The tabby she-cat paced around angrily, muttering darkly under her breath. "How dare they steal me from my home! They expect me to live like a worthless kittypet." she mumbled. She clawed at the grass angrily.
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Post by .Whitey. on Dec 25, 2007 19:52:49 GMT -5
Titch stared at the cat growling to herself. Erm, do you need any help? she mewed to the feline in front of her. It seemed she was angry but she hadn'#t the foggiest idea why. Can I help at all? she asked politely ready for the she-cat to spit and snarl at her. It seemed a lot of Loners or Clan cats congregated around here now. Titch thought it must've been the smell from the catnip that drew them here and the twolegs took them in thus, being trapped.
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Post by coalfur on Feb 9, 2008 18:11:58 GMT -5
OOC: hope you don't mind. got bored.
Coal watched from a distance. She sniggerd as the bizarre tabby she-cat paced around angerily. She hid her self carefully behind a bush gazeing intently as another she-cat padded up. Coal knew the new commer. Titch was alway tryin to stick her nose in other's buinsess. Coal neither liked nor disliked the other kittypet but wasn't about to help her. The she-cat was just pacing. It was funny. Coal sniggered again. This was like the best thing to see. Though If any one tried to hurt Titch she would get a tail in the eye and claw across the stomach. Coal would make sure of that. Titch, no matter how nosy she was, didn't deserve that. She was pleasent at all times. Coal crouched pressing her black pelt closer to the ground and crept forward to stop and sit back down close to the two she-cats. The other she-cat was pacing and growling to heself. Coal deemed her crazy.
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Post by .Whitey. on Feb 22, 2008 19:34:08 GMT -5
Titch's ears flicked slowly. Coal, you can come out I know your there. she mewed slowly. She could remember the tabby from somewhere. . . but where she couldn't place it in her mind. Oh well, she didn't attack me or snigger at me so therefore she must be an aqquantice[?] she jumped down off the fence ignoring the anfry she-cat and looked for Coal in the undergrowth. The she-cat hadn't been hard to scent out just hard to find.
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Post by Mousefire on Aug 11, 2008 18:04:42 GMT -5
ooc: mind if I join?
Stalker heard the cat's ruckus and looked over his fence. Great, he muttered under his breath, another wildcat. They're all the same; hiss and spit the first two weeks and then they just start moaning. He ignored the tabby and when back to hunting chipmunks. It looked like he'd need to wander around before he found some.
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