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Post by rex. on Aug 15, 2006 18:45:12 GMT -5
Just on the outskirts of the rogueclan camp, a tall lean figure sat erect upon a gnarrled dead tree as his dark olive eyes peered down a hill at what was the Rogueclan camp. so if There was only that old fleabag queen Pandapelt in charge and no lower authority....he had no choice the oppertunaty and profits were too great to pass up.
the Tortoiseshell tom craned his neck to look behind him for another cat; still no one. Touslepelt had sent the invitation out and here he was waiting for his fleet to arrive. in the back of his mind, the rex knew he needed rogueclan, no matter how weak he thought they were. there was no doubt in the strength in quantity, and that would help him reach his goal alot faster.
His rexen shoulder twitched with impatience. I shouldnt have to wait this long
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Aug 15, 2006 22:41:56 GMT -5
Emerging from the bushes came a sleek black she-cat. Her hazel eyes searched around, before finally resting on the rexen tom. "You wanted me to meet you?"
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Post by rex. on Aug 16, 2006 10:16:35 GMT -5
"ehm. Yes" he grunted recognizing the voice and turning to face the she-cat "It seems you are the first one to come..." there was a little glint in Touslepelt's eyes that could only mean he was scemeing, but then again, when wasnt he?
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Aug 16, 2006 22:46:06 GMT -5
A black cat stepped delicatley from teh shadows. He was Omen, the hard, lean medicine cat of Rogueclan. His white eyes slit quickly to Touselpelt, and he held the toms gaze for a long, challenging moment before blinking.
"Quite the meeting of small minds so far, I see."
The cats chilly comment was accented by the toms low, snarling voice. But he had a sly look on his face, and he sat down, to show that he was not going to attack anyone.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Aug 16, 2006 22:47:57 GMT -5
Hauntedstar stepped through the shadows, walking briskly. His cold eyes swept once ove rthe clearing before entering, pawsteps silent. He had a look of mild hate on his blank face. He was a lithe tom, wiht every color of grey and black splatering across his pelt. His coal black eyes made him look spiritless, and he nodded lsightly to Touselpelt. He was muscualr and had a deadly air about him, even as he regally sat down.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Aug 16, 2006 22:55:03 GMT -5
The golden spotted tom silently stepped through the leaves and trees surrounding the camp, the scent of RogueClan, an unfamiliar she-cat, and Touslepelt. Without a word he sat down beside the tom, staring at the two toms that had approached with unblinking eyes.
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Post by rex. on Aug 16, 2006 23:13:47 GMT -5
behind Smokepelt, a Calico hesitently approached the forming band and took a seat next to her clanmate, takeing time to marvel at that cats around her; all seemed to be very fit and lethe. ooc: blah post
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Aug 16, 2006 23:17:29 GMT -5
A slender black apprentice slipped into the clearing confidently. She was the spy, and the traitor. She carried her head high, and sat down, a little aways from all the older cats. Some of these cats were scary characters...
[ooc]Hey, Goldy, Theifrider joined your conspiracy, right? Can he come?[/ooc]
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Aug 17, 2006 0:26:26 GMT -5
Smokepelt glanced down at Shorepaw with a brief smile, swiping his tail over her flank before looking ahead again. Good to have you here.
OOC: of course, Smokepelt would be disappointed otherwise =)
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Aug 17, 2006 0:32:35 GMT -5
Blackjack eyed each cat as they came in. It seemed that Touslepelt had really gotten together quite a menagerie of cats. Ones that ranged from small to large, black to white. Blackjack felt a nervous tug in her stomach, and just watched Touslepelt, confident that he wouldn't leave her to fend for herself. (Right kashes???)
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Post by rex. on Aug 17, 2006 10:22:09 GMT -5
ooc: he's got a present for her touslepelt looked at the cats now all together for the first time; except for the few that hadnt shown up. He did feel a flicker of pride in the cats he had essebled who all believed in his purpose and that made him glower even deeper in his embitions.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Aug 17, 2006 10:29:15 GMT -5
A lanky reddish tom ambled into the clearing. he sat next to Smokepelt, one ear flicling tworads the cat goodnaturedly. He didn't say anything, but he did sprawl into a lying down position. He smelled of smoke, thunderpath, and vaugely Shadowclan...
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Aug 17, 2006 10:30:04 GMT -5
[ooc]Jeez Kash, I'm liike half of the concpiricay... and then Phantom on the other side... Lol.[/ooc]
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Aug 17, 2006 11:03:27 GMT -5
((You are cookers, lol What kind of present do you have Kash??? Chai was in this, but Middems is moving, she'll be here hopefully)0
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Aug 17, 2006 20:20:47 GMT -5
Golden head turned to watch the tom as he arrived next to him, beaming inwardly to know that his own 'army' was showing up. He nodded to him in greeting before the tom laid down, eyes going back to flickering from cat to cat. Without a word he stood and stepped closer to Touslepelt, murmering quietly so only he could hear. Are we to make RogueClan flee, die? What is your plan of action?
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