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Post by rex. on Mar 26, 2006 11:39:24 GMT -5
a figure crept along the edge of the twolegs fence. he was a broad shoulder, lithe, muscular tom. battle scars riddled his pelt, some new some old. his stride was silent. dispite a faint limp from recent battle and lack of rest, the rogue didnt look any weaker than a tiger. his glowing olive eyes shone in the moonlight and his nose followed a scent of kittypets. what was he looking for? Tipsy? or anything else....? whatever comes first
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Mar 27, 2006 16:33:51 GMT -5
Duke was wandering nearby and just about to go home when he sniffed the air. There was definitly someone around...
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Post by rex. on Mar 29, 2006 9:00:21 GMT -5
Touslepelt scenced another feline nearby. a tom. a kittypet...
he dissappeared in the shadow of the fence, keeping silent. Unless this cat was lame, it would come looking for him. the toms claws kneeded the grassy earth as if impatiantly waiting to kill
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Mar 31, 2006 17:54:21 GMT -5
Duke scurried a few fox-lengths away.
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Post by rex. on Mar 31, 2006 20:48:50 GMT -5
The shadow-masked tom's eyes followed him like great green disks. Touslepelt wasnt trying to hide. if the kittypet wanted to see him. then he would get him, but if not....ehh...he'd get'm anyway
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Post by rex. on Apr 4, 2006 8:31:59 GMT -5
bump
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Apr 4, 2006 10:40:14 GMT -5
Duke turned back. He couldn't go the other way. If he did, he would go to a huge gray road that didn't lead to his house. The gray tom took a deep breath and continued going forward.
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Post by rex. on Apr 4, 2006 19:05:38 GMT -5
the tom shook his head grinning why wait?
like a dog, the enourmous rex flew from his shady hiding spot and landed full force into the kittypet. large sharpened claws slid from their sheathes to hold the kittypet down and he let out a quiet but blood churtling chuckle "typical of a kittypet" he meowed "thing they're brave until its to late and they wish they had been wimps..." he bared his teeth devilishly
OOC: you sure?
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Apr 5, 2006 17:36:41 GMT -5
OOC *sigh* Yes, I'm sure
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Apr 5, 2006 17:38:38 GMT -5
Duke looked up with fear in his eyes. This cat was wild. Not only that but a vicious one too. He felt courage rise up indise of him, although he was not as young as he used to be. The gray tabby tom kicked the cat with unsheathed back legs as hard as he could.
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Post by rex. on Apr 5, 2006 19:58:26 GMT -5
the impact barely moved the shite. (japanese word for victor or the overpowering person in a fight), he let out a sort of cough at his opponants strike, and, angered by this however weak assult, the rex latched his huge curved claws just above the kittypets shoulders and bit down on the neck. not a killing bite though, he wanted to play some more
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Apr 6, 2006 21:18:52 GMT -5
Duke let out a yowl of pain. Seeing as how close this tom's head was to his mouth, Duke squirmed his head around and bit down on the cat's ear and anything he could get a hold of.
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Post by rex. on Apr 6, 2006 22:08:27 GMT -5
the rex tugged his head away, awar of the kittypets teeth ripping through his ear. angered, he swung and paw across the kittypets face, inflicting deep gashes along the side of his head. he ginned and replaced his grip on the other tom. "i wouldnt have done that..." with a free forepaw, he slid his claws easily down the kittypets soft belly. "now...how would you like to die? i could slice you down the middle..."
near the abdomin, his claw began to dig in more as he continued to bring it down slowly "...have all your guts spill out for the crows to eat. or...we can do this quickly..." his claw was now breaking skin, but as he spoke he lifted his paw from his belly to the throat. "at the neck...where you'll bleed out from your severed throat."
normally the rogue didnt talk to his kill, only when he was playing with them, he loved hinting, giving options because he knew he would win.
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Apr 7, 2006 15:38:58 GMT -5
Duke's eyes widened in fear but he did not reply.
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Post by rex. on Apr 7, 2006 15:42:24 GMT -5
the melicious grin on the toms face widened and he bent low so he was very close to the kittypets face "or i could choose for you. there are worse ways to die"
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