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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2014 3:22:05 GMT
THE PLATINUM BRIGADE
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it was a glorious day. much like most others since the birth of her brand new anti-clan. she blinked open bright
silver optics, a smile fanning out upon her maw. the silver she-cat crawled out her bed and stretched, extending
her long and wickedly sharp claws and flexing them. she yawned and exited her quarters, out into the center of
town. her town. however, she had very little high positions and would be closely monitoring her people's activity.
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Post by Horselover on May 12, 2014 3:47:20 GMT
When Ravenclaw awoke, she stretched and glanced out of the window in her private room. She saw Platinum, the only cat she considered a friend. She immediately stalked out of her quarters and into the bright morning sun. "Hello Platinum," the jet black she cat greeted with a small bow."How are you?" The respectful cat asked genuinely. Her bright purple eyes glowed with anticipation as she waited to see what they would do today.
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Post by spottedleaf on May 12, 2014 3:49:41 GMT
"Hello Platinum, Ravenclaw," Orchidstream greeted, dipping her head. "How are you two today?"
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Post by nightwhisper on May 12, 2014 5:22:32 GMT
"Hi guys," Nuclearpaw muttered sadly. She was a nettle. As glad as she was to be away from all the annoyning potentials, she preferred spending her time with the herbs, not fighting. She sighed as she walked over to Orchidstream.
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Post by spottedleaf on May 12, 2014 14:38:53 GMT
"Hello, Nuclearpaw," Orchidstream greeted the younger cat. Like Nuclearpaw, Orchidstream enjoyed tasks involving herbs more than fighting. She had a special fondness for the young cat because of this.
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Post by pineleopard on May 12, 2014 14:45:50 GMT
hmmph. wannabes. they didn't have the guts. they liked herbs, sure, but herbs were only half of the job. poison. even the word sounded deadly. they made killing so much faster and cleaner. the black she-cat stretched, enjoying the sun on her pelt. "hello platinum, ravenclaw... others," neuropaw greeted smoothly.
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Post by Horselover on May 12, 2014 15:22:02 GMT
"Hello Neuropaw," Ravenclaw said with a slight nod of the head. "Orchidstream, Nuclearpaw."
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Post by nightwhisper on May 12, 2014 23:06:38 GMT
A pitch black she cat slid up to the group gracefully. "Hello," she mewed. Sparkflight wasn't normally this social, but when she saw her sister nuclearpaw, she decided to give it a chance.
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Post by spottedleaf on May 13, 2014 0:33:26 GMT
Orchidstream looked into Neuropaw's eyes and could sense what she was thinking. I would poison someone for Platinum. I'm stronger than you may think, Neuropaw. She thought. But all she said was; "Hi, Sparkflight." |
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Post by Horselover on May 13, 2014 0:35:43 GMT
"Hello Sparkflight," Ravenclaw greeted coldly. It wasn't that she didn't like Sparkflight, she was always kind of cold.
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2014 0:40:17 GMT
the silver she-cat let a smirk-like smile appear on her maw. she gave her coat a quick lick and gazed down at her subjects, ice blue eyes cold. "why hello everyone," she meowed coolly, but found herself interested in neuropaw and orchidstream. the sight amused her, and a chuckled escapes her jaw. neuropaw. someone needs to teach that cat some resepct. she thought.
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Post by Horselover on May 13, 2014 0:47:39 GMT
"Platinum," Ravenclaw said with interest, "have you any plans for today?"
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2014 0:55:12 GMT
"why yes, it seems I do. I will be holding a ceremnony and announcing the oncoming storm." she meowed simply, dipping her head to her friend.
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Post by Horselover on May 13, 2014 0:56:38 GMT
"A storm is coming?" Ravenclaw asked excitedly, then straightened up. "We must prepare." (You did mean storm and not, like, THE oncoming?)
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2014 1:01:21 GMT
"no you daft scrap of fluff. THE oncoming storm." platinum purred affectionately.
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