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Post by nightwhisper on Aug 3, 2014 21:40:10 GMT
A giant, dark tom stood at the base of a mountain. A group of cats gathere behind him, their shadows stretching across the ground, each cat smiling. Not pleasant smiles, but crooked, twisted, cruel smiles. They leaped forwards, but were stopped by a deep voice. "Stop," growled the dark tom, "we will stay here for tonight." A few groans rose from the crowd. A slender black she-cat padded over. "But sir, shouldn't we attack?" The dark tom shook his head. "Not yet, Spark. We will wait." A cruel grin spread across his face as he thought of the battle to come. Spark nodded sharply before leading the rest of the cats to a large cave nearby. The dark tom stayed there, staring straight ahead. Suddenly, his entire body shifted. He became an even larger, pitch black tom. A black panther.
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Post by nightwhisper on Aug 7, 2014 5:36:14 GMT
"Faster," growled the deep voice of the tom. A few rays of sunlight forced their way through the trees, scattering tiny patches of warmth over the forest floor. The black tom swerved to avoid them, always staying in the shadows. Spark stayed a few steps to his right, hanging back a tiny bit. How smart of her, he thought, not to crowd me. They walked quickly through the forest. Finally, they reached a tiny clearing with a thin line of water. In front of the stream was a stone, half gray and half black. He smiled. "We're here," he called ominously to the rest of his group without turning back, still smiling evilly. Spark stepped forward to stand beside him, the same cruel grin upon her maw. "Do we attack?" she mewed excitedly, a thirst for blood flashing through her eyes until it finally shoved away any slivers of kindness. Not that there were many. The black tom shook his head. "Not yet. Everyone stay here. Come in only if I signal you." He walked through the cramped tunnel. When he emerged in the camp, he was no longer a large, threatening black tom. He was a small, dusty brown tabby tom. His thin body slid easily through the entrance. "Hello," came his calm, small voice, "are you the ShadowWhispers?" He aimed his question at the first cat he saw.
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Post by Horselover on Aug 8, 2014 15:45:32 GMT
The ginger and black she cat watched with amusement from above.
Ocean turned to him and nodded.
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Post by nightwhisper on Aug 9, 2014 18:51:00 GMT
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"I am Dart. I am here to lead you," he mewed with a nerdy, crooked grin.
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Post by Horselover on Aug 9, 2014 21:32:04 GMT
"Whisper's our leader," he replied automatically.
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Post by nightwhisper on Aug 9, 2014 21:57:40 GMT
He shook his head, still grinning. "Not anymore," he mewed calmly.
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Post by Horselover on Aug 9, 2014 22:04:32 GMT
"Why not?" he questioned angrily.
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Post by nightwhisper on Aug 9, 2014 22:10:19 GMT
"Because I am taking over," he replied happily, his grin growing wider.
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Post by Horselover on Aug 9, 2014 22:13:06 GMT
Ocean stepped forwards threateningly. "Leave," he growled.
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Post by nightwhisper on Aug 9, 2014 22:17:09 GMT
He shook his head. "No thanks," he mewed politely. He flicked his tail slightly and suddenly, a giant swarm of cats pooled around him. He shifted to a large, dark tom. His muscular form towered over the cat. "We have no intention of leaving," he growled, his voice now deep and threatening.
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Post by Horselover on Aug 9, 2014 22:26:42 GMT
Ocean's eyes widened as the ginger and silvery-black cat advanced menacingly. He ran for the camp shputing, "They're here! RUN!!!!!"
Bloody Knife looked at her master. "Shall I go after him?"
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Post by spottedleaf on Aug 9, 2014 23:03:49 GMT
Chrysanthemum was in the flower den and had been watching with her super senses. She ran to Whisper's den and yowled, "they're coming!"
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Post by Horselover on Aug 9, 2014 23:21:16 GMT
Ocean turned around an raced to the nursery. He herded them towards the back, where a secret exit could be used.
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Post by nightwhisper on Aug 10, 2014 4:37:06 GMT
Dart nodded to Bloody Knife. "Attack," he ordered everyone else.
Spark grinned evilly and ran to block a gray and silver she-cat. "Where do you think you're going? " she asked, circling her.
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Post by Horselover on Aug 10, 2014 4:39:20 GMT
Ocean ran.
Bloody Knife ran to him and circled him, extending her claws.
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