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Post by xXIvyXx on Jun 14, 2008 16:11:49 GMT -5
Angel sat on her red brick wall fence as she looked around to see if any other cats were out. She wanted to meet some because she had been recently brought from the pet store and did not know any other cat here.
She leaped of her fence and began exploring the neighborhood. Before she began to explore, she quickly groom her snow white fur, so she won't make a bad first impression. Then she continued.
"Hello? Anyone there that I could show me around here?" she sweetly asked. Angel hoped that there was a reply. well, I don't see any cat. Maybe there're in their garden louging around in the cool summer day. she thought.
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Post by .Whitey. on Jun 15, 2008 4:24:23 GMT -5
Hiyyah!! a soft but hyper, young feline voice from behind Angel sounded. Titch, a slender black kittypet sat on the wall opposite Angel. She blinked once and opened her mouth to sniff the air. Your Angel, right? she asked knowingly. The other kittypets had seen her move in only yesterday, so it hadn't been a big surprise to see her out here now. Never the less, Angel was nearing Clan territory, and the last time she'd been on Clan territory brought her back fond memories of ShadowClan but back then, ShadowClan hadn't actually been over run with Rogues, as she'd been told. I'm Titch. she smiled cheesily and waited for a response, flicking her tail over her paws.
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Post by xXIvyXx on Jun 16, 2008 9:37:39 GMT -5
"Why, hello Titch and yes, my name is Angel. Do you know many cats around here? If you do could you show me around?" she kindly asked Titch. "I haven't been in the neighborhood that long." she quickly added. Angel sat there waiting for a reply. She continued to groom her fur in quick, rapid strokes where she might have missed before.
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Post by xXIvyXx on Jun 18, 2008 9:20:57 GMT -5
WHITey??
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Jul 2, 2008 2:13:16 GMT -5
A dark looking male cat strode round a bush with his head up and looking around him. His eyes bazed green fire and if it wasn't for his spiked collar, you would have thought with was a Clan cat. It was Marijuana, the cat bellonging to the famous band Silver Knives, and he was as tough as his owners.
Marijuana had watched the two cats for some time now and snorted at their softness. Kittypet meant nothing to him, he had the collar on for show but he didn't lead a comfy life. Walking up to them he raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Bit hyper aren't you for this time in the morning?"
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Post by xXIvyXx on Jul 2, 2008 9:30:34 GMT -5
"Hi. My name is Angel. Whats yours?" she politely said to the new dark brown tabby cat because it was her nature to be kind. angel quickly groomed her snowy white fur again. She sat down and now wrapped her tail around her paws.
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Post by .Whitey. on Jul 2, 2008 11:14:48 GMT -5
Titch tilted her head toward Marijuana and frowned. Not more tough kitty's! she thought anxiously. A Clan cat had saved her life once againts a rogue, she'd only seen him as a white warrior. If she remembered from her ex-training, which was more than moons ago, he'd come from Windclan. This time there would be no heroes if something happened.She opened her mouth slightly and smirked. Marijuana of the Silver Knives? she asked hesitantly.
The sun had set, but only slightly. And Torment, whom was in a state of evilness mixed with confusion prodded her way through the bushes. Her 'other half' to call it, hadn't been... awake in a long time. Even though Torment was afraid to sleep she did and had done for the past two days. As it was her custom to prance about at night. Not because she felt safer, who'd want to feel any more dafe than their own good claws? She felt exhilirated to be out at night. The good fighter she was; her own claws had taken many lives. Torment narrowed her eyes slightly, three cats, all younger than she. She smiled but stopeed as her gaze landed on the young tom; he seemed stronger than the rest... or looked. She sat and waited, her scent and body perferctly concealed. All she would do now, would be to observe and watch.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Jul 2, 2008 11:31:03 GMT -5
Marijuana was about to answer when the other cat mentioned his name. He spun round, too shocked for agression and raised his eyebrows.
"What the....yes that's me. How do you know? I'm not famous." he half growled, then he thought to himself.
"But my humnas band is famous, no wonder..."
he turned to Angel.
"Well, you've just heard my name,"
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Post by .Whitey. on Jul 3, 2008 10:31:48 GMT -5
Titch smirked. The only reason I know who you are is because I heard you a mile away. she muttered closing his wondering streak abruptly. She turned her head back to Angel and waited for a response. titch hadn't expected it to come out so coldly, but what was said was said and what was done was done. [/size]
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Jul 3, 2008 12:29:48 GMT -5
Marijuana snarled at this, his head whipped around and his eyes were narrowed.
"Could hear me a mile off, eh? You thought of why that could be, maybe I wasn't even trying to be stealthy." He put his head up and snorted. "Cold aren't you? Wonder why...." he ended with a growl and stepped back, away from her, keeping his eyes on her the whole time. His voice held mild curiosity mixed with the same amount of hostility. Strangely, he didn't raise his voice at all when answering the females question, their was no point, he wasn't going slash a female to shreads.
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Post by xXIvyXx on Jul 3, 2008 14:06:34 GMT -5
Angel gave a slight shiver. She wasn't used to this where her former home was. "Why is Marijuana like this?" she quietly asked Titch hopiong that Marijuana wouldn't hear. Angel glanced at Marijuana trying to see if he heard anything.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Jul 4, 2008 2:51:43 GMT -5
((He's still hear and he's basically sitting between you too))
Marijuana's head snapped round again.
"You could just ask me the question yourself. Back-chat gets a cat nowhere." again his eye blazed anger but his voice held nothing but calm and neutralism towards both cats. His fur was smooth his claws where in a his tail wasn't moving, apart from his eyes he looked calm.
"It's pathetic if you're already so scared of me that you can't ask me questions to my face." he said.
"Your freind here wouldn't know the answer to your question, no offence." he added to Titch, looking at her, then he turned back to Angel.
"She wouldn't know because she doesn't know me, only heard of me. There is massive difference." he said.
"As is there a massive diffence between the scared and the stupid." said a another voice, silky yet grating. A ice tabby slinked out from the bushes, shoulder muscles flexing, padding silently twoards them, seeming to float on the ground. This cat also had a spiked collar, white leather with spikes and peircing eyes. His body was slightly longer than Marijuana's and it was obvious, his was built for speed.
Marijuana got up and bumped heads with the other cat.
"Good to see you brother, where have you been?" he asked in a low voice. "You smell of the forest and it's treasures."
"I've been hunting, the humans are in no state to feed us tonight, we must catch our own." said the ice cat. Marijuana nodded at this.
"I will hunt later, I'm not hungry right now." "No, just angry." meowed his brother. Marijuana snorted and reared up and swatted at his brother who dodged around and went to sit where he had been earlier.
"Greeting, laidies. The name's Frost of the Silver Knives, brother of Marijuana the Dark. Nice meeting you." he turned to Angel.
"From listing I know you to be Angel but," he turned to the other cat. "You, heh, the one who angered my brother, I have no knolwge of you, what might your name be."
Frost was perfectly polite, not creepy, again like his brother, neutral.
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Post by xXIvyXx on Jul 4, 2008 9:01:31 GMT -5
Angel had been angered for the first time. THen she tried to quietly and quickly calm down. After hearing what Frost had said, she was surprised that he knew her name. Angel had just moved here recently, compared to TIch who could have lived here almost all of her life. "If-" Angel stopped herself to rethink if what she was going to say.
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Post by //Diamonte . x on Jul 4, 2008 12:20:52 GMT -5
"Brother, you've got to keep yourself in check, remeber, beating up cats here won't get you anywhere, our other neighbourhood was rougher than this, remember that." said Frost soothingly to his giant of a brother. Marijuana shrugged and lay down, Frost sat down and was about to say something when he heard Angel's half spoken thought.
"If what?" asked the ice cat soothingly.
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Post by .Whitey. on Jul 5, 2008 2:08:01 GMT -5
Titch inclined her head from one cat to the other. My name? my name is Titch, ex-rogue. she mewed her eyes unchanging as she stared at the new comer. Probably as strange as her brother. she thought to herself, but it didn't stop her wondering. The silver knives had been around when she first left her territory for a comfy home. It seemed easier to get groomed and looked after by a two-leg like the one she had anyway. --------------------- A loner she may be, but what makes you judge her so easily? a new voice asked, Torment to be precise. She'd been watching and observing the conversation for some time now and had noticed the evolving 'fight' which consistyed of tongue instead of claw. Most cat's new Torments name, or had heard of her other-half Sulpher, but it didn't mean she wasn't full of surprises. Her green eyes lit the bushes and she stepped out of hiding, her powerful muscles rippling and her short black hair blowing in the wind. [/center]
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