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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 8, 2014 22:53:29 GMT
A place where many rodents and such tend to build their burrows. Great for prey, but watch for holes in the ground, or for the occasional predator.
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 9, 2014 2:01:50 GMT
A lanky black she-kit ambled through the territory, her fur fluffed up against the chill wind, her head and tail lowered and ears pinned back in warning. She couldn't have been more than five moons old, but there was a deathly seriousness in her eyes that warned all others to keep back. Most curious of all was the huge bald patch across her flank.
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Post by Copper on Sept 9, 2014 2:21:34 GMT
Mercutio licked down his chest fur, pondering his life in silence. His mate had produced offspring-- few acceptable. The biggest and oldest one seemed to have potential, yet... he had the feeling that this wasn't the best he could possibly get out of kits. What had his mate named him? Banquo? The Syndicate needed the perfect leader. He hadn't produced that. Not yet. Perhaps a new mate would be in order, one with a better bloodline that would spawn a superior litter...
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 9, 2014 2:42:06 GMT
The she-cat stiffened as she noticed another cat in the area. Rather than avoiding him like any sane cat would, she strode right up to him, fur bristling and fangs bared. "What're you looking at?" she sneered.
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Post by Copper on Sept 9, 2014 11:16:10 GMT
Mercutio looked down at her, bored and more than a little amused. "A tiny kitten trying to pick a fight."
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 9, 2014 14:51:48 GMT
She fluffed up her fur, growling. "Why, you offering?" She didn't know whether she was trying to impress this cat, scare him, or get herself killed. At this point, she really didn't care.
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Post by Copper on Sept 10, 2014 3:09:02 GMT
Mercutio felt a slow, rumbling laugh escape him. He hadn't been amused like this in a long time. "It wouldn't serve me to kill a random kitten. The Clan cats would swarm me, whining about their 'warrior code.' What's your name, kit?"
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 10, 2014 3:54:24 GMT
The kit was almost disappointed that the tom didn't lunge at her. At least she'd go down fighting. But maybe a conversation would be interesting too. She say, watching the cat without any trace of fear, looking disgruntled. "Tenma," she told him.
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Post by Copper on Sept 10, 2014 19:52:05 GMT
Very direct. Much more than I can say about my son. "Do you live by yourself, Tenma?"
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 10, 2014 21:38:30 GMT
"Yes," Tenma answered shortly.
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Post by Copper on Sept 10, 2014 23:23:35 GMT
He flicked his tail. "Do you want to carry on living alone, or do you want to live with a group?"
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 10, 2014 23:35:11 GMT
Tenma shrugged. "Depends on the group."
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Post by Copper on Sept 11, 2014 2:08:01 GMT
"Well, I'm leader of a group," he told her quietly. "And I think you'd be a great addition to it." I wonder what happened to her parents...?
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 11, 2014 4:11:29 GMT
Tenma actually seemed surprised at his words, though her expression soon became carefully guarded. "What kind of group is this? And why ask me?" She had no patience for dancing around the issue. If this tom was wasting her time, she wanted no part of it. But if there was really an offer here...
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Post by Copper on Sept 13, 2014 17:44:11 GMT
"We live around three other groups of cats. They live very... Differently from us, and often we have to fight to protect our ways and defend our territory."
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 13, 2014 18:32:24 GMT
Tenma's eyes narrowed with interest, and her claws sheathed and unsheathed as she considered it. "Those are the Clans you mentioned, with their warrior code?" she recalled.
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Post by Copper on Sept 13, 2014 20:35:49 GMT
"Exactly. They try to impotent on us constantly, even though our history stretches farther back and greater than any of them individually. We are the Dusk Syndicate."
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 13, 2014 22:42:01 GMT
"Congratulations," Tenma said dryly. She stood, lashing her tail once. "I don't particularly care if I live alone or with cats, as long as they're not boring. But a good fight or two for something other than prey might prove interesting. I'll join your group, for now. If I don't like it, I'm out."
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Post by Copper on Sept 13, 2014 22:48:44 GMT
He stood, shaking his head. "I will not accept half-loyalty. You pledge yourself to the Syndicate, or you leave me now and be chased off of my territory the next time I see you."
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 13, 2014 22:59:55 GMT
Tenma narrowed her eyes. She fell silent, looking Mercutio over with a critical, measuring glare. After several moments, she meowed, "If I'm going to pledge myself forever, answer this question first. What is the point of this Syndicate of yours. You said you often had to fight to protect your ways - what are they?" Tenma wasn't going to pledge anything until she knew what she was signing up for.
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