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Post by ::Fawn:: on Sept 9, 2007 14:51:57 GMT -5
Purity smiled gently. Tom's first, dear. she meowed softly to the other loner. She could challenge as well. Purity had always been one for speaking politely to other cats, even those who were about to kill her. She was very mannerly, and although her words could be stiff occasionally, she still was insanely polite.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 9, 2007 18:13:37 GMT -5
Shadow wasn't an impatient cat; he was expected nowhere, so he couldn't waist time. He had no place he was heading to, so he couldn't be lost. Sure, he had a territory. But he was rarely there except on days when tiredness took him and he wanted to sleep in the shade of his small woods like some Clanner. His sarcastic eyes followed the cats, wondering idly when they would start. He had no desire for a fight, but if it came down to that he would step in, most likely on Phobia's side. It wasn't that he had any particular allegiance with the blood-covered tom, merely because he would rather converse with Phobia than with this annoying Purity. He had no problem with killing, though also no real craving, so he didn't care much what happened.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Sept 9, 2007 19:13:35 GMT -5
Mind your manners, little girl, that’s she-cats first. Phobia corrected her in a conceited manner. The blood hadn’t rushed too his head, he was just naturally insane. The glint in his eyes flickered and he lunged, huge body pummeling towards Purity and his jaws crashed into his wicked smile as always.
Ooc: ‘nother short one.
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Post by ::Fawn:: on Sept 9, 2007 19:55:08 GMT -5
OOC: Time to bring in my new tom!
IC:
A lanky wiry dark form appeared from the roof of the barn. A black tom sat on the black roof grooming a forepaw and looking down at the arguement below with cold blue gray piercing eyes. Looking strangely birdlike, Ravenwing sat, waiting for the moment to silently swoop down and kill. His dark fur was matted with blood, though not his own. Ravenwing, as usual, had had his first kill of the day. Reccognizing Purity, he scowled. She was rather sociable for his taste, but she was a fairly loyal friend to him. If it meant killing to protect the white she cat, he was all for it. Ravenwing gazed down at the scene, interest reflected in his dark orbs. Phobia was also down there. Ravenwing had confronted the tom once before, although there had been neither a victory or a defeat as a fox had come ferreting into the battle. Ravenwing didn't recognize the other cat. He didn't seem to play an important roll in this scene.
Purity's sky blue eyes flickered, as she sensed the presence of another cat. Knowing that Phobia would be just as interested as she was on this new arrival, she turned her optics away from him and looked up onto the roof where she saw Ravenwing perched. Oh, it's you, Ravenwing. she meowed acknowledging his pressence with a nodd.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 9, 2007 19:56:48 GMT -5
OOC: Phobia just attacked...
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 21, 2007 20:43:34 GMT -5
OOC: *coughs loudly*
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