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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 15, 2007 21:09:50 GMT -5
Two emerald orbs stared upon the glade ahead, staring into unknown land. A young body slithered through the land, looking for someone, searching. Lethal snorted at the disgusting dell. If this trip was for nothing, I’ll wring my mother’s neck. Spat the upset gray, juvenile tom. He continued to pick his way through the glade, looking for the well-known Touslepelt.
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Post by rex. on Jan 15, 2007 21:29:52 GMT -5
Much further ahead prowled two figres, one brown, almost auburn rex of about 10 moons, and the other a masculine tortoise-shell rex, literally twice the first tom's size. working their way through the stiff cold wet glade.
the smaller rex stopped suddenly and thrust his nose in the air, sniffing around.
'Father!' beckoned the red tom quietly father i smell something!
when dont you? hissed the older tom to himself, who stopped as well to test the air. 'by my claws im so sick of these intruders!' he growled so no one in particular, and at a swift pace, veered off to the right at a gallope across the glade to the scent's source.
The younger tom could do nothing but to follow as best he could; his legs were long, but not so as long as Touslepelt's which could carry him a foxlength in a bound. Risk had taken a liking to following his father around now, with massecre suddenly falling lazy, Risk took it upon himself to take on the roll of the eldest sibling, and be strongest and most experienced. Although the youthful rex felt incredibly intimidated following in his father's ominous shadow his will to succeed drove him on.
Suddenly touslepelt stopped on a slight hummock and glowered down at the intruder; he seemed a young tom, belonging to no clan, yet there was something vaguely familiar about his scent. tossing his feeling of recognision aside, he yowled down to the slate-pelted cat 'Who is tresspassing into touslepelt's Glade?'
yeah! who? added Risk as he finally closed the space between touslepelt and himself, sputtering out puffs of clouds from his mouth as he spoke.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 15, 2007 21:38:48 GMT -5
The adolescent tom turned at the sound of hostile voices. Two cats stood before Lethal, an extremely large tortoiseshell rex tom, and a smaller, almost auburn tom. His gray pelt managed to stay down as he spoke, You must be Touslepelt then. Nodding to the larger rex. Lethal tentatively sat and slightly bowed his head, but not in submission, in greeting. I am Lethal, my mother sent me to ask you something. He explained.
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Post by rex. on Jan 15, 2007 21:40:23 GMT -5
Then speak! lets not waste time! growled the rex down at Lethal as he raked his mind for who his mother was...should he know?
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 15, 2007 21:43:13 GMT -5
She requested to know what your progress was in taking over the clans. Lethal meowed, his emerald eyes glued to the large rex.
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Post by rex. on Jan 15, 2007 22:02:02 GMT -5
half listening to the messenger, it suddenly occered to him who This cat's mother was!
thinking back, touslepelt remembered how angered he had been when he was unable to woo the darkhair she-cat.
what was her name now....Chai...
an idea struck the Touslepelt suddenly and pulling on his sly twisted smile, he said cooly i do not give any information to any messangers, only the cat themselves... The rex began to creep down the hill toward the tom so now, since you have no purpose to be here, andi cant just have you wandering away with my whereabouts in your little head of yours i think i do see it quite fit to...dispose of you... after his proverb, the Loner placed his paw down in the muck infront of the young grey tom, letting his long, long talons slide out slowly.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 15, 2007 22:10:20 GMT -5
Lethal suddenly stepped back. Y-you’ve got to be joking. He mewed cautiously; his thin gray tail bristled with fear. The young tom had yet to look danger in the face, but now that was all about to change. He instinctively let his claws unsheathe and let out a feeble hiss.
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Post by rex. on Jan 15, 2007 22:23:17 GMT -5
Touslepelt took a thoughtful moment to size this cat up...'it wouldnt be fair though...a cat of your size, against me...its just unfailr....' The rex lingered in midsentance before calling over his shoulder Risk!
The young rex's heart flipped over as his ears percked up. how am i supposed to kill this cat! he was older than i am! and also, i've never killed another cat before! feigning boldness, Risk raced down the hill toward the messanger and threw himself unexpectedly at him with his fangs bared and talons drawn.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 15, 2007 23:17:29 GMT -5
A shocked yowl escaped from the ashen tom. He clawed furiously Risk, trying to get the rex to back off. Chai had never taught him how to fight, which would’ve been much needed at the glade. Does that mean she trusted Touslepelt not to hurt me, or kill me? That pathetic wretch! Lethal thought angrily.
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Post by rex. on Jan 16, 2007 12:49:04 GMT -5
Risk wrinkled his face, trying to ignore the clumps of fur which Lethal was tearing out. The young rex locked his hind legs onto the other tom and then tried to plant his forearms into the back of the loner's neck, so he could get ready to bite.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 16, 2007 16:32:07 GMT -5
Lethal yowled in pain as the small rex’s talons pierced his skin. He twisted, and wriggled trying to get free of Risk’s seize.
[ooc]- I know it sucks. =P
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Post by rex. on Jan 16, 2007 19:50:54 GMT -5
Risk tried his hardest to hang on and plant his teeth in the tom's flesh, but his writhing prevented him from that and he was flung from his opponent.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 16, 2007 20:00:48 GMT -5
A smirk fell on the ashen tom’s maw, but it wasn’t over yet. As an alternative of a head on assault, Lethal waited for the rex’s next move. Could this really be my demise? The adolescent tom asked himself silently. His emerald eyes made a sideways glance at the larger, tortoiseshell rex. Touslepelt could jump in at any moment; he could kill me in a heartbeat!
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Post by rex. on Jan 21, 2007 16:41:32 GMT -5
Touslepelt looked straight back, his own dark olive green eyes locking with Lethals, and there was an unmistakable smirk on his face.
a yowl filled the air and Risk was leaping to plant his fangs into Lethal's back.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 21, 2007 23:29:05 GMT -5
The adolescent felt his enemy’s dagger-like fangs slide easily into his back. Lethal twisted and shook trying to get the auburn tom to break his grasp. His bright jade orbs glanced wildly around for any sign of help, but no such aid came to him. He had to resort to crying for help. Lethal yowled and howled, expecting some sort of answer, but all he could hear was Risk’s teeth breaking his skin.
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