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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 16, 2014 2:08:59 GMT
Where the DS cats can hang around and store prey.
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 16, 2014 2:09:25 GMT
Tenma followed Mercutio into the clearing, gazing around at the other cats in her new home.
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Post by Copper on Sept 16, 2014 10:06:52 GMT
"This," Mercutio murmured, flicking his tail, "Is the Dusk Syndicate. You'll be sleeping over there, in the novice's den."
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 16, 2014 14:42:07 GMT
Tenma nodded, glancing towards the den he'd indicated.
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Post by Copper on Sept 16, 2014 15:31:41 GMT
Mercutio licked his paw, running it over his ears. "My son, Banquo, is a cat you will probably hear of. He is Heir of the Syndicate and therefore has more seniority and authority than any other cat his age. You are not to openly disrespect him. He is a novice but does not sleep in that den. The rest, if you're adept to be a part of the Syndicate, you can figure out by yourself. Go meet your denmates."
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 16, 2014 16:14:17 GMT
Tenma dipped her head, then padded off towards the Novice den.
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Post by Copper on Sept 17, 2014 12:45:54 GMT
Mercutio glanced after her. Obedient. Good. I have her respect. shaking out his fur, he ambled off toward his den. And who knows? Our ancestors work in mysterious ways. She may be of use to me.
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 17, 2014 12:59:24 GMT
OOC: For some reason that reminds me of one of Frollo's lines in Hunchback of Notre Dame. XD
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Post by Copper on Sept 17, 2014 13:05:02 GMT
(Listening to that particular song right now  ) |
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 17, 2014 13:09:14 GMT
OOC: I had a feeling. ^^ Oh, and I posted on Snowshoe Field.
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 19, 2014 1:32:44 GMT
Banquo, the young Heir of the Dusk Syndicate, padded into camp, tail raised high and huffing irritably. He lay beside one of the dens, tail flicking.
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Post by Copper on Sept 21, 2014 12:23:28 GMT
Mercutio glanced at him with a sigh. What's wrong with him now?
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Post by Jayfrost on Sept 21, 2014 20:34:58 GMT
After a few minutes, Banquo got up and padded away into the forest.
OOC: Sorry, Banquo's in another RP at the moment, I forgot to move him from the clearing.
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Post by Flaming-Candlekit on Sept 21, 2014 22:59:47 GMT
Kestrel looked at the Dusk Syndicate cats moving from place to place.
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Post by Jayfrost on Oct 12, 2014 23:10:30 GMT
Tenma padded into camp, prey in her jaws, followed by Banquo and Dove.
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Post by Copper on Oct 12, 2014 23:33:01 GMT
Mercutio was sitting by the fresh-kill pile, tall and regal as he stared down at Tenma and Banquo. His pale yellow gaze was intense, but any emotion was hard to place. "Eat quickly. Today we begin training."
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Post by Jayfrost on Oct 12, 2014 23:39:04 GMT
OOC: I thought Mercutio's eyes were green?
Banquo's tail shot up in joy at the thought of training with his father, but Tenma just dipped her head. She ate her bird quickly, while Banquo grabbed a mouse from the pile. As she ate, she turned to Dove. "We must leave for training soon," she said shortly. "When do you begin yours?"
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Post by Copper on Oct 12, 2014 23:46:39 GMT
(Ok, pale green. Edited it)
Mercutio glanced at Banquo's little display of joy, feeling a brief twinge of irritation. Little displays of emotion such as those were unsuitable for a future leader. Who was to say that Banquo wouldn't do the same with feelings such as panic, when he became leader? Or fear? He would have to teach the runt to begin steeling himself now or he'd never be adequate.
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Post by Jayfrost on Oct 13, 2014 0:00:09 GMT
Banquo finished eating before Tenma. He bounded over to his father, not doing much to stifle his excitement. "So, what are we learning today?"
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Post by {Echo} on Oct 13, 2014 1:20:28 GMT
"No idea. I'll probably try to figure out how to hunt or something until my mentor decides to start with mine." Dove glanced over her shoulder. "Good luck today. You have to tell us all how it went with Mercutio too!" He looks scary... I probably shouldn't say that outloud.
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