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Post by liara on Jun 6, 2014 4:59:43 GMT
The tom sat, tail curled around his paws. His flaming orange pelt was smooth and neat, looking almost like fire. His bright optics surveyed the area around him with quiet observation, catching the light and amplifying their beautiful, electric green color. He was calm, quiet, simple. Not startled by the sudden call of a bird, nor the irregular breeze.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2014 15:01:06 GMT
the wildcat raced through the alleyways of bloodclans territory, turned a corner, and nearly ran straight into a strange orange tom. he skidded to a halt and offered him a grin. "hi there!" he chirped, backing up.
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Post by liara on Jun 6, 2014 22:53:16 GMT
Standing up slowly, the tom dipped his head. "Hello" he said calmly. He knew some of the Bloodclanners, but there were few left, and they were scattered throughout the territory. "I am Flamestrike" he mewed.
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Post by nightwhisper on Jun 26, 2014 4:48:31 GMT
"Hello, Flamestrike," Fear mewed, padding out of the bushes she had been hiding within. She hadn't been eavesdropping. She had simply... overheard.
Cody raced into the group of cats. "Hi!" he squealed, sounding like a kit, "I'm Cody! Who are you?" He grinned.
Fear rolled her eyes at the stupid tom. He wouldn't last long here.
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