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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Apr 21, 2006 20:51:16 GMT -5
Steamcut dug his claws into the earth and hissed in fustration as the rabbit darted away. His hunting skills were off today which resulted in a not so good mood. He needed a fight, but what example would it set for his kits? A good one. A chuckle erupted from his throat and he sat, beginning to wash his pad.
OOC: Oooh Tousey Wousey!
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on May 30, 2006 19:13:41 GMT -5
*bump*
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Post by rex. on May 30, 2006 21:00:58 GMT -5
OOC: moo?
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Post by Marly on May 31, 2006 13:58:18 GMT -5
(Ooc: you could make him go save Russetkit...seems Kashy's Touselpelt is the only one who actually cares...xD)
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on May 31, 2006 18:46:31 GMT -5
OOC: hmmm sure *sniffs around for the thread*
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Post by rex. on Jun 2, 2006 12:42:43 GMT -5
OOC: no! he's here!! Touslepelt prowled through the trees following a familiar hated scent. he stopped and stared ahead at a rogue tom sitting and washing himself "Streamcut" he murmored as he approached the tom. "its been a while hasnt it"
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jun 4, 2006 14:16:08 GMT -5
The large tom turned around at the familiar voice, hiss leaving his vocals as he replied. "Ah Touslepelt. It certainly has. The last time I saw you you were helping that poor, helpess kit into the camp."
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Post by rex. on Jun 7, 2006 13:57:04 GMT -5
"well i would not take that as a symbol of any change of heart, true i did help her, but i was mearly using her as a ticket into your pathetic little camp" he snarled
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jun 23, 2006 16:46:53 GMT -5
Steamcut shook his head and put on a fake nice tone. "Now Touslepelt, you should know that you are welcome to RogueClan's camp. We always welcome kittypets to our clan, they make good meat." He grinned at the last part, remaining sitting, but with every muscle tense.
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Post by rex. on Jun 23, 2006 22:19:12 GMT -5
raising his eyebrows he retorted "well then, wont your precious RogueClan be pleased to hear that a kittypet has taken down the great streamcut." as he spoke the other tom's name, he lowered into a moke bow, swishing his long scarred tail dangerously behind him.
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