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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 7, 2006 21:36:55 GMT -5
Please. I do not care if you fratnize with my uncle for goodness sake. My own sister bore that cat's kittens. I do not speak to those that I am not required to speak to. And Might I tell you that if you anger me, you will no longer be his partner? I am not threatening you, only letting you know. I do not permit cats to fool aorund in my prescence. I am a trickster. I deal in lies, theivery, plans, and plots. I save lives, but I take more. So if you would be so kind as to leave me be, I may just help you in your plan. I may not. But do not anger me, cat.His voice was pleasent, but the cold look in his winter white eyes suggested that he was not jesting. He had an imposing, shady air and he was intimidating. He was a lthe, inky black cat with pure white eyes and wickedly curved fangs. He had the manner of a liar and a theif, but he moved wiht adjoined grace. (Bravo! I love this post! *clicks on exalt* I read this thread, and saw your post and I was like, 'Awsomeness!' *huggles Omen* I luff him, he so mean! Please continue on, all of you doin wonderful! *pats you all on the back*)
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 7, 2006 22:51:41 GMT -5
[ooc]I'm glad you liked it,Lol. And Kash- Yesh, any spirit can talk to him.[/ooc]
Omen merely raised a contmepteous brow. Be bent over the kit, and gave her another sprig of herbs, this time offering her the strengthening plant Basil. He glanced at Touselpelt, wondering what the tom needed his help on. It would have to be somehting... naughty or he would have chosen to ask one of the nicer rouges. He almost smiled, but his forsty exprssion didnt change. This had the potnetial to be fun.
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Post by [F]irekee on Jun 8, 2006 9:17:48 GMT -5
Darkclaw heard Touslepelts orders to leave, but he was more interested in what he had said earlier, about taking nine lives. He remained where he was, claws kneading the ground in thought
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Post by rex. on Jun 8, 2006 14:33:56 GMT -5
Touslepelt stared hard at the other rogue in the den for a long time before turning back to Omen...he could stay for now.
i am planning a raid on Riverclan...
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Post by Marly on Jun 8, 2006 14:39:52 GMT -5
Voices swirled around the medicine cat's den, so amny cats around the little she-kit, she knew very few of them, and even few of them where even here for her sake. She took one last look around before her lids drapped over blue-gray optics, and her head fell back onto the den floor. Russetkit had already lost so much blood, not to mention the damange done to her brain from beinh whipped against a tree. She could feel the pain easing away, her own power draining, loosing touch with her mind, and reality.
[dead....]
A warm and friendly voice carefully woke her. The once-small she-kit opened her eyes, now a full fledged warrior of Starclan. "Good morning, Russetwind, and Welcome" said the voice, Russetwind couldn't tell where it was comign from, for all she could see was a bright, glowing gold ray of light. She was shocked at her new body, though she still knew she had died, this was a new journey all of her own.
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jun 8, 2006 14:40:42 GMT -5
OOC: Omen's being violent to BJ! but it's ok, violence is the answer!
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 8, 2006 14:55:22 GMT -5
Chai the rex loner padded towards the rogue camp. She saw her friend Blackjack, and a few others. "Blackjack?" she meowed, entering the clearing. She padded towards where the cats were. She glanced to a rex tomcat, Touslepelt.
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jun 8, 2006 15:06:31 GMT -5
OOC: *throws hands up* Who else?
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Post by rex. on Jun 8, 2006 15:06:44 GMT -5
Touslepelt paid no attention to the newcommer; he registered that she was a she-cat...of siamese blood...this made him interested in looking around at her, but instead he flicked one large torn ear irritably at her...he had just told everyone to leave...
and like Barrie already said, he had already forgotten about Russetkit that stupid little kit.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 8, 2006 15:12:38 GMT -5
Chai ignored him. "Blackjack, what are you doing here?" she asked her friend. Her scent was mixed with cat blood and catnip, of coarse of a recent killing. She finally noticed the dead kit, she was awful hungry, but ignored it for now.
(Hehe)
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Post by rex. on Jun 8, 2006 15:33:19 GMT -5
oh no! o.o not even touse does that....hmm i need to make him meaner...i keep accidently making him kinda soft...
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 8, 2006 15:41:17 GMT -5
(LMAO!!!!! LOL!!!!! HEHE MY CHAI IS VERY EVIL)
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jun 8, 2006 15:41:28 GMT -5
OOC: you mean the way he and BJ are friends and not mates?
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jun 8, 2006 15:44:33 GMT -5
(Wha?)
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Post by rex. on Jun 8, 2006 15:46:29 GMT -5
ooc: starting now. i making him completely unsoft...watch out BJ... he's gonna rape you
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