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Post by screech on Jun 15, 2008 12:18:25 GMT -5
Screech rumbled through the grass and made a hard stop. He let out a fierce growl and leapt onto the Twoleg Fence. He delicately walked along the fence posts. And stopped looking for a kittypet. A dog smashed against the fence post he was sitting on, barking wildly. His paws shook the fence posts. All Screech did was laugh. He knelt down a bit, unsheathed his evil black claws and slashed at the dog. The dog whined and ran away. "Fool" growled Screech. His tail flicked behind him violently, his black pelt bristled with anger, as usual. He sat there, claws unsheathed looking for a kittypet.
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Post by leaf on Jun 16, 2008 9:47:28 GMT -5
A small, tortoiseshell shape was walking elegantly along the soft green grass. In her Twoleg's yard, Leaf was getting ready for an afternoon of sleep, she had just ate, and now she was going to wash herself. Dapping a small paw in the air, Leaf licked it and drew it over her ear. Her toroiseshell tail was sweeping around her, and Leaf layed down on the warm grass.
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Post by screech on Jun 16, 2008 10:10:46 GMT -5
"Well. . Well well, look what we have here" growled Screech, leaping off the fence post and landing next to the kittypet. He circled around Leaf, claws unsheathed. His razor sharp claws ripped grass from the ground as he walked. He flicked his tail toward the Twoleg nest. "Kittypet" he snorted. "Claws clipped, collars, twoleg food" he continued, and wrinkled his nose. "And the stench" he snorted.
"How do you do this life, little one?" he asked. "If you were me, or a rogue, you would understand what we go through. We walk alone. Find our own food. We do everything by our selves, no relying on twolegs" he told the kittypet.
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/\/\ama |3ush
Warrior 
Warrior of ShadowClan
Trapped by the walls of my heart, its tearing me apart </3
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Post by /\/\ama |3ush on Jun 16, 2008 13:53:35 GMT -5
((Sorry wrong account!))
Snowstorm licked her lips. She had just ate a mouse that she had caught a moment ago. She disliked the hard Twoleg food. But she would eat it when she couldn't go outside. She had softened ever since Porcleinberry had left. She had made real friends and wasn't oh so evil now. Snowstorm jumped onto the fence her collar dingling. She saw a familier coat. "Hello Leaf." she purred then saw a rouge come and taunt her. She jumped down into the garden. The white she-cat snorted. "Dumb rouge. You don't know half of what some of us can do." She b]never had liked rouges. Ever since her housemate had left she had become somewhat lonerish and battled strange cats that would attack her. She had also ate fresh-kill instead if Twoleg food. She mimiced him. "Rouges. Bloody. Wild. Freaks." Poor Snowstorm would have to learn someday.
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Post by screech on Jun 17, 2008 13:35:10 GMT -5
"Freaks" sneered Screech, coming nose to nose with Snowstorm. "Look at the collar" he laughed. "You really think you, aKittypet, could defeat me in battle?" he asked, unsheathing his black bloodstained claws. "Then your a really dumb kittypet, they all are" he continued. "I'm the fiercest rogue in the forest, every rogue, loner and even clan warrior should know me" he explained. "Now if you want to pick a fight with somebody you own size, go find some crow-food" he insulted to Snowstorm. "You don't stand a chance" he meowed flicking his tail.
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Post by lyra on Jun 19, 2008 17:18:01 GMT -5
A large grey she cat padded along the fence. Her medium lengthed fur swaying in the breeze. Her small pink collar hung stuburnly around her neck. The once Windclan cat watched as three cats stood a couple fox lengths away. Lyra unsheath her claws. Lyra had once been a Windclan apprentice but was attacked by a dog and then was housed by a pair of twolegs. Lyra's grey pelt rippled as she padded along the fance toward the cats. She was a large she cat with great fighting skills.
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Post by leaf on Jun 19, 2008 22:57:27 GMT -5
Looking up, Leaf saw a stinky, smelly rouge was walking toward her, his pitifully skinny appearance making Leaf sheathe, and unsheathe her claws in disgust. Looking around her, and saying nothing, she saw Snowstorm approach and talk to the rouge, then Lyra. Dipping her head to Snowstorm, Leaf walked over to the rouge, her pelt bristled. "You have no business here, crow food. Leave, before you get your fur clawed off." Looking around, Leaf looked at Snowstorm, and Lyra, feeling pleased. "There's three of us, and one off you. Do you think you will win?"
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Post by screech on Jun 20, 2008 9:41:11 GMT -5
Screech flicked his tail "I have no intention of winning. . . " he meowed. "Just killing you!" he screeched leaping at the kittypet, Screech unsheathed his claws in the blink of an eye, and lunged at her leg, hoping it would because it was totally unexpected. He lunged left, right, left right, missing most swipes. He flicked his tail again, stepping back. "Crow food, eh?" he asked, with a little snicker. Still snickering, he kept on talking. "You, just got YOU fur clawed off," he continued
{Muse? Come out Come out Where ever you are!!}
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Post by Lonehowlerz on Jun 20, 2008 9:51:22 GMT -5
The kittypet known as Lyra felt her fur began to bristle and then she felt her own claws unsheath. About 3 moons ago Lyra had been a Windclan apprentice. She was no her way to camp, for her warrior cermony when a pack of dogs picked her off. She was all by herself so she never thuoght she could take the dogs. The images of the fight, the snapping jaws, her broken leg, her body bleeding to shreds. Then the shout of a women toleg and then it gentley picking her up. Ever since the twoleg saved Lyra's life she never left them. She leaped down from the fence and landed by the rogue. Fear didn't strike her. She was a former warrior of Windclan, she knew all of the moves that Darkstorm had taught her. "Angry are we,"Lyra hissed as she circled the angry rogue. Her grey muscles slideing in place. Her solid gray pelt rippled along with the white spots on her neck and underbelly.
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Post by screech on Jun 20, 2008 16:36:00 GMT -5
Screech laughed as his lion-like mane bristled in the wind. "Yes, we are," growled Screech. He circled with Lyra. "If your so strong, kittypet, prove it" he snarled, almost coughing from the stench of the kittypet. "Eating the food they give you, and what this? Hmm a collar" he growled flicking his tail around her neck, and letting it retreat back to him. "Anyone else? Anyone else dare try me?"
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Post by x.bellrose on Jun 20, 2008 21:05:46 GMT -5
Snowstorm growled. When Lyra cmae she felt better. The she-cat could fight. She bent down as Screech was preoccupied with Lyra. Then she flicked her tail around like she was waiting to strike then she pounced onto the tabby rouge. She scratched her sharp long claws down the tabby pelt and hung in Screech's back. She bit down on the back of his neck but didn't hard so that he woulden't bleed. She didn't really want to kill him but she wanted him to run.
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Post by Lonehowlerz on Jun 21, 2008 10:33:16 GMT -5
Lyra yowled as the she cat suddenly leaped on the rogue. Lyra striked out with her claws but missed. She dodged out of the way and allowed the two cats to fight. She spat at the rogue. He was foolish if her thought her clould take three cats, even if they were kittypets. But, Lyra was more warrior than kittypet. She mostly killed her food and had never eaten kittypet food before, because she belived in the warrior code. Even though she wasn't an apprentice anymore she still fed her neighboring friend. His name was Tony. Tony was a hansome black and white tom with glowing yellow eyes. Lyra sometimes caught prey with him and tried to teach him how to hunt. Sher never really like liked Tony just as a friend.
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Post by x.bellrose on Jun 28, 2008 8:28:59 GMT -5
The white kittypet jumped off of the rouge and spat out fur. "Yuck!" She shook herself. "Never knew a Rouge could taste soooo bad." she teased. Looking at the tabby for the first time clearly she saw that he was bigger than herself. "Mousedung." she mumbled to herself.
((Gah. I don't have anything to say >____<))
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Post by { w h i t e `DAWN on Jul 2, 2008 10:55:00 GMT -5
"Haha, I'm giant aren't I?" he scowled dancing around the kittypet. He unsheathed his claws. "I'm quite hungry" he growled, looking at the kittypets. "Outnumbered" he snarled under his breath. He looked around. He quickly moved around all the kittypets, as if dancing. A large smirk came around his face. "Whos first?"
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Post by lyra on Jul 6, 2008 11:18:27 GMT -5
"I'll take you,"Lyra said her eyes wide with bravery. Lyra unsheath her claws and flexed her muscles her long front claws digging into the ground. Lyra slashed out at the rogue. Her icy blue stained with the bravery she had. Lyra had grew up as a WindClan warrior and was not scared of some rogue. Her collar jimgled as she stried to slash the toms face.
Eh no Muse at moment..
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and proud of it.
