✖ s a n n i
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"Because I'm just a mean son of a b**ch." - Dr. Gregory House
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Post by ✖ s a n n i on Jun 22, 2009 23:00:11 GMT -5
(Haha, yeah, I figured that out ^^;
Edit: edited. Forgot the three sentence rule, haha, and I received the PM a little late.)
Lightstripe hissed, raising an unsheathed set of claws to sear across the toms face. "Get away from me," she growled. Her tail bristled with anticipation, and her green eyes were wild. She glared at the tom angrily, her nostrils flaring.
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moddy
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noisy cricket {2}[M:0]
.. i'm ditsy. go away. 3:
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Post by moddy on Jun 23, 2009 20:06:53 GMT -5
The gray and white cat kicked at a loose pebble on the ground as he continued traveling forwards. He was bored and, even though he liked traveling around the enclosure, there was no where to travel to. Sure, he didn't mean that literally.
He just meant that he had been to most places in the enclosure. Well, not exactly most places, but most of the areas just looked... the same to him. Even if they weren't, they looked that way to him. Maybe he just got bored too easily.
He wasn't sure. Either way, he was bored now and he needed something to do. Soon. Maybe he could go find some lizard or beetle to mess with or something. He tried not to mess with other cats often. He wasn't one to pick fights every ten sec-
Now, hold on a minute. What was that he saw? The smudged tom stopped in his steps so he could turn and look at a rather strange sight indeed. Another tom and a she-cat. The she-cat didn't seem to be satisfied with the tom's actions, apparently.
That was enough to get him to go over. Hissing under his breath, he decided to take the detour. He began heading over to the two with a scowl on his face. His tail was held upwards; this was his way of saying that he had the biggest advantage here. And face it: he did.
"You heard her," he spat once he was in at least tail-length's distance of them. "Get away from her; she obviously does not want you around, you disrespectful furball." He didn't even know the cat and he was already insulting him. Smooth.
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Post by Ten on Jun 23, 2009 20:44:22 GMT -5
Grimykit jumped out of his fur and spun around to stare at the large tom, eyes wide. "Ain't nonya biz-ness. Go on and get outta here," he spat, as if he were intimidating by any means, which he wasn't.
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✖ s a n n i
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Post by ✖ s a n n i on Jun 23, 2009 20:49:19 GMT -5
Lightstripe jumped back, startled by the smudgy looking tom. She shook her head. Had she been in her own little world all this time? She didn't know either of these cats. I probably was, she thought, embarrassed by the fact. It didn't matter now.
She gave a small, sly smile. "Thanks," she whispered to the other tom, but her shoulder fur bristled. She didn't know if this tom was dangerous too or not.
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moddy
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Post by moddy on Jun 23, 2009 20:56:49 GMT -5
Smudgeheart didn't budge one bit. He wasn't afraid of this cat. He wasn't scary in the slightest. Sure, maybe if he was some small, weak, stupid cat like Beetlepaw, he might've been a little intimidated. But only a little.
"It doesn't have to be my business. I didn't say it was. But," he snorted, "don't act like you've never butted in somewhere you don't belong." Sure, he didn't know this cat that well, but he was sure that the other tom had done that before. Who hadn't?
"Besides, you don't seem to belong here, either." He nodded his 'your welcome' to Lightstripe as he said this.
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Post by Ten on Jun 23, 2009 21:13:35 GMT -5
Grimykit was not pleased with the stranger's ease - he fluffed out his fur and raised his voice. "Whatcha mean, belong? Everybody's stuck here whether they likes it er not. Now what're ya stickin' around for? Scoot!"
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✖ s a n n i
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Post by ✖ s a n n i on Jun 23, 2009 21:24:01 GMT -5
Lightstripe saw the nod and let out a small sigh of relief. She didn't exactly know why. That didn't make this cat a friend, but it didn't make him a foe either.
"Heh, I'll be the one scooting, thanks," she turned to pad away. She decided she would run if either of the toms came after her. But why was she so afraid? She could fight, if she really needed to. Liar, she thought.
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moddy
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Post by moddy on Jun 23, 2009 22:18:25 GMT -5
"That's not what I meant, cricketbrain," he said firmly. "If you had even a slight amount of intellect in that beetle-sized brain of yours, you might've known that. That is all I have to say to you. Good day." After speaking those words, he plopped down right where he was, not counting on moving anytime soon.
He frowned when the she-cat turned away. Had he scared her off? He certainly hoped not. "Why so soon?" He finally asked.
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Thistle
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woah, so liek hai. 8D%\7\%
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Post by Thistle on Jun 24, 2009 4:02:15 GMT -5
"You again!"
A blue-gray tom stepped out from the shadows, glaring at Grimykit. The fat lizard he had been tracking was forgotten as Slatefoot stared at his rival. "Do you still think that you can order other cats around?" he sneered, refering to the way he told a smudged cat to 'scoot'.
He didn't launch straightaway into attack mode, though, and sat on his haunches waiting for the tabby's response.
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Post by Ten on Jun 24, 2009 9:44:36 GMT -5
"Ain't none a yer biz-ness neither," he hissed. His tail thrashed as he thought about how hard it was to do anything without some moron butting in even when there wasn't a Clan. "Whaddya want here, anyway? Ain't ya got some crickets to go stuff up yer nose?"
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