Ok! (Is this a private thread?..)
Sorry, I'll just go now.. 
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Ya better put something red in that title. havent you heard its rude to cast people out? xD
But good idea.
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Nope. She is having half vamppies wif Shadow.
Which my cousin is pissed about.
Btw.
xD
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Ikr.
Did you block her from the thread?
It won't open for her.
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Huh. That's odd.
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Abstractpaw's slender form whisked through the darkness. Her mind raced with her paws, head to head as she dodged around trees and selfishness. The moon reflected off of her thickly pattered tortoiseshell and white fur, making it look much more beautiful than she intentioned.
Drawing unwanted attention.
She pinned her ears to her skull as a bitter wave of memories slowed her pace. She put her head down and charged through the woods, ignoring the ripping sound as the rambles and thorns tore at her fur and skin. It was tearing away at her sanity, an she didn't realize she was holding her breath until she was gasping for air.
But that didn't slow the Skyclan apprentice. She continued to barrel forward, not caring if her paws thudded gainst the ground or if they were making no sound at all. THey weren't.
Her silver eyes were closed tightly, pushing away all the calmness and letting the pain overwhelm her. She leaped over fallen trees and slippe through the same bushes over and over. Running in circles. Like her mind.
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Near where HarrierPaw was settled and AbstractPaw was flipping out dashing around sat a troubled red Bengal cat, his white whiskers twitching in unison every now and then as they skimmed over the lightly shaded pond he was crouched over.
Jealous? He'd never really experienced that emotion, not even the slightest of tastes until he met AbstractPaw, but shortly found out about RedPaw, which some might consider his 'rival.' He wouldn't though. AbstractPaw wasn't some prize that you won over a petty fight, and besides it was her choice. Then why do I feel so lost? CityPaw mulled before gently waving his paw over the water's surface.
In a brief second he caught wind of her movements and suddenly he became much more brighter then he had been leaning over the tiny 'lake' and he leaped to his paws with new enthusiasm. Although at times he couldn't help but wonder if he'd ever see the cheerful side of her...It seemed like every time they talked she was distraught or unhappy about something. Was it his fault?
Something triggered into his mind, and he halted his movements towards padding near her, while his paws scuffed at the ground, not really sure what to do now.
OOC~ Odd, I was gonna have his warrior name be CityLights but now I'm trying to come up with something more original, like the one and only ______ XD
Thank gawd for this thread by the way, awesome idea!
OOC~ Hehehe, I know I was already excited about CityLights but then I searched it, and found there's about four other cats named it 0_o
For whatever reason, I love only namey names XDD
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{ if there is another cat here names Abstractvision I quit. }
Catching his muffled irritated meow, Abstrctpaw just shoved herself forth. Harrierpaw, who had registered in her mind as some petty tom with a huge ego and no wits, and now she seemed to always nearly run into him. It was making her insane. Gritting her teeth, the tortoiseshell blur continued her mad dash, her muscles burning and aching in complaint, until she could take no more.
A single faltered step and she was sent cascading across the forest, tumbling through the newly grown grass and landing in a heap beside some giant cliff. She wrinkled her nose at a rotting scent. It was old and musky, with that horrible scent tht haunted her.
Death. And fear.
The second one was impossible to avoid. They stuck together like the best of friends, Death and Fear. It would be ironic if she met siblings with those bakes. Even more if she named her own.
I'm never having kits! Not if I keep this up! I'm lost.
Okay, I agree with the last part...where the hell are you?
If I knew, would I be sitting here? The Skyclan apprentice let out a tormented sigh and settled beneath the cliff. A dead cat lay before her. Long gone. It's face was merely bones, so was the rest of it. But it was a cat.
She looked away, silver orbs flashing with emotion. She focused on a reddish black beetle as it crept around her paws. So small. Helpless.
Okay, you are officially going crazy.
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Thoughts interrupted by the now familiar thud of paws behind her, a faint sigh made its way to her lips. She frowned.
But the voice begin her made her jump. She wasn't sure if it was who it was that spoke or how he spoke that frightened her. Maybe both. She didn't look back. Instead, she jug gave a slight shake of her head. There was no point in lying. Where would that get her?
Uh, on a cliff.
I know.
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I guess Redpaw decided not to be in the plot. She's ignoring me.
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Arching a nonexistent eyebrow, she sideways glanced at the tom. The one that had been notoriously annoying her...comforting her? She couldn't believe it.
Maybe I did die.
In your sweetest dreams.
She couldn't agree more. Remaining silent, she turned back towards the cliff and looked across the horizon that was currently being stained by the sun. The clouds were a fluffy pink ball as the sun reflected warm colors across the distant mountains. She wondered what could lay beyond the stretch if Appalachians, her silver eyes cold.