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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 15, 2014 22:58:26 GMT
The kittypet got to her paws, trying not to sway. She was bleeding heavily from the back of her neck, shoulder, and nose, and her paw throbbed with pain from how she fell, but adrenaline raving through her veins let her get up and race away without stumbling. Trixie knew that if she didn't run quickly enough, the fire-colored cat would kill her. She bounded away as fast as her legs would let her, her bell jingling as she ran.
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Post by Patrick Stump on Sept 16, 2014 0:30:01 GMT
He watched her go, kicking up some dust coolly. "Based on some of the cats around here, remember that I let you off easy!"
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Post by {Echo} on Sept 20, 2014 2:57:09 GMT
Dove followed Tenma down the path, her whiskers twitching. The Silent Path always made her nervous. "So, when do you start your training?"
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 20, 2014 3:10:57 GMT
"Not sure." She sniffed the air, tail-tip twitching. Her fur fluffed up against the cold, all except the large bald patch on her haunches. "Tell me more about life in the Dusk Syndicate. Anything useful."
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Post by {Echo} on Sept 20, 2014 15:35:12 GMT
"Well, everyone here is really tough. Most people anyway. We live a lot differently than the clans. We've got no code, healers instead of medicine cats, and we don't have deputies. Instead, the leader's son of daughter takes over if they die." She thought for a moment, trying to think of anything more she could add. "And they all like to fight."
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 20, 2014 15:40:25 GMT
"Are there any particular rules we live by?"
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Post by {Echo} on Sept 20, 2014 15:49:39 GMT
"Well, it all kind of depends on whatever the current leader decides. To be honest, I don't really know our current code yet. I've been told we'll learn about it during training."
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 20, 2014 15:59:08 GMT
"Right." She paused, crouching against the ground and pupils narrowing into slits. Tenma took a few silent steps forward, slinking towards the scent of a vole. She was about to pounce when a loud voice sounded behind them. "Whatcha doing?" The vole scurried away, and Tenma sat up with a curse. She turned to glare at the source of the voice. "Who are you?
Banquo padded up to the two cats. Dove he knew, but the black she-cat was a stranger. She was about a moon older than he was, and she looked kinda tough. But the Heir wasn't scared. "I'm Banquo," he mewed simply. "Who are you, and why are you on our territory?" He puffed out his fur, trying to look impressive. Tenma didn't seem affected at all.
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Post by {Echo} on Sept 20, 2014 16:31:25 GMT
"She, uh, she just joined the clan," Dove reported. "And you just scared away all the pray within two miles. Could you try to be a little quieter?"
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 20, 2014 22:45:33 GMT
OOC: Actually, Banquo's a novice.
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Post by {Echo} on Sept 20, 2014 23:41:48 GMT
Whoops! Ignore that! I was thinking of a different character 
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 20, 2014 23:42:42 GMT
OOC: Gotcha. Could you edit the post then to reflect that so I can respond?
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Post by {Echo} on Sept 21, 2014 0:34:54 GMT
(Done!  ) |
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 21, 2014 2:22:53 GMT
The young pale brown tabby puffed out his chest importantly. "I'll be as loud as I like," he said with a sniff.
Tenma's expression became neutral. "Ah. So this is the Heir." She gave him a small nod, then trotted off, looking for prey. Banquo looked after her in surprise. "Where's she going? And why's her fur all weird?" He glanced at the bald patch on her flank as she padded off.
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Post by {Echo} on Sept 21, 2014 15:59:53 GMT
"Shush!" Dove hissed, following after Tenma. "Do you want to get us all killed before we're recruits?
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 21, 2014 17:16:19 GMT
OOC: Who is she talking to, Banquo or Tenma?
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Post by {Echo} on Sept 21, 2014 19:09:57 GMT
Banquo, 'cause he's loud! 
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 21, 2014 19:13:18 GMT
OOC: Gotcha. XD
Banquo blinked in surprise. "Get us killed? I was just asking a question."
Tenma ignored them both as she paused, crouching down and slinking towards the scent of a bird.
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Post by {Echo} on Sept 21, 2014 19:26:58 GMT
"Well, ask it quietly next time. If you go around screaming, eventually something we don't want to hear us will hear us." Paranoid I guess, but you can never be too careful. She turned, sniffing around for something to catch. Might as well get some practice so there's less for my mentor to yell at me about...
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 21, 2014 20:33:42 GMT
"Like what?" Banquo challenged, puffing out his chest. "I'm not afraid of anything!"
Tenma gave a mighty leap, claws flashing out. The bird heard her pounce and, with a cry, tried to take off. Her claws awkwardly caught the edge of the wren's wing, snagging on some of the feathers. The bird let out a cry of alarm. It fought wildly against her grip, trying to fly off, but the young she-cat managed to grab onto the bird's body and pull it to the ground. Tenma dispatched the bird with a swift bite to the neck.
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