&&I'LL SAY 'HI' TO YOU FROM HELL;;open, Alec captured?!

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-width: 0px; width: 300px; height: auto; overflow: auto;][justify][sup]For all of you fucking retards that thought Salina did it, she didn't. So shut your damn maws and listen up.


    Tantum Ergo, in all her crazed ways, journeyed over to ScarClan for a capture. Now before I tell you that story, I better tell you this one. The black serval had once been found in a cave, chilling right under a ceiling filled with stalactites. She wasn't crazed then, but what happened next had caused the poor femme to loose her memory completely and the ability to store any memories. A thin, razor sharp one suddenly shot down into the feline's skull and drove itself through her head, demolishing a part of her brain that controlled short term memories. There was no fucking way at all she could remember who the fuck BloodClan's allies were anymore. Or who were anti Clan. Or whatever. All she knew was that she was a female serval cat in BloodClan and a warrior.


    That was fucking it.


    She'd got it painfully out afterwards, but was never the same again. So back to the story I was gonna tell you. The melanistic wildcat had waited a the border, and on finding the first mammal she could, lunged at it and knocked it out. Well that was the easy part. The hard part was fucking getting them back to the Clan. She had no idea where she was, just that if there was sand, then there was home. So she'd trailed on, and on, bashing in the head of her prisoner and on, until there Tantum was. Home. The copper orbs expected to see a joyous group of cats to congratulate her, but little did she know that Tan's actually going to hell.


    ;;sorry for horrible muse, just got back from Seattle and my musey just reincarnated in the worst of bodies. ;w;
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    Castiel padded forward, eyes watching the prisoner. Turning to Tantum, a single phrase came to his maw.
    "You're going to hell for this, most likely. Serpentine is going to have fun with you."
    The albino flicked his tail and padded towards Alec.
    "Hey, you okay? C'mon, let's get you to the Medicine Den, you need it."
    The albino blinked his eyes, one pink and one blue.


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    Ok, now the wildcat was more than confused. Where was the greeting of praise, the "nice job?" Had Tantum done something wrong? And who the hell was Serpentine? The copper gaze was narrowed at the tom as she dropped Alec, almost out of surprise and pure confusion at what was happening.
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    Turning, the tom noticed how she was surprised.
    "This dog is called Alec, as I can tell from the scent of Scarclan on him. You captured an ally. The entire clan knows about it by now- a Scarclan patrol showed up with the entire story."
    Pausing, he meowed
    "I'd run, if I were you. I'm going to get the leaders and deputies and medicine cats now."


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    Feferi slithered over to the group, from traveling, she recognized a ScarClanner, and even thought she had barely been in BloodClan for two days, she knew that ScarClan and BloodClan were extremely close allies. Feferi stuck out her long lizard tongue, staring at the BloodClanner with wide copper-brown eyes. "How dare you glubbing capture one of our SSSScarClan alliesss." Feferi Peixes hissed.


    And with that, the large female lizard waited. "Hell no, and you ain't going anywhere, now thissssssss will be a fun torture."

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-width: 0px; width: 300px; height: auto; overflow: auto;][justify][sup]That's it. Tantum would run. But that was just it- she'd wander uselessly for the rest of her days. No, the wildcat would stay. She'd stay where she lived nearly all of her fucking life, and she'd survive. Who cared if she was tortured? She'd live (no she wouldn't). The twin auburn orbs widened a bit as she stared. What were allies? Oh yea, friends. Why would anyone hurt a friend? Well, obviously, if they had short term memory loss, then yea. They'd forget who their friends were and just attack. What had Ergo just gone and done? What did Scarclan's territory look like? Where were they? All of these questions clouded the female's blank mind and she took a step back, staring at the canine known to the others as "Alec" with her gaze beaming what she meant- Sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm such a monster.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 340px][justify][sub]Alec groaned, finally coming too. "My head hurts." he whimpered, eyes closed against the light as he squirmed into a fetal position on the ground. His senses were in overload as he struggled to regain full consciousness and maybe figure out where the heck he was.

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    Name;; Inkpaw(death) Harbringer Darling
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    "C'mere and let Gam teach you how to tango." the Snow Leopard would hiss, staring at Tantum. Despite his normal cheery, laid-back mood, he was pissed. You see his stoned and happy mode was for BloodClanners. His sober mode was for everyone else.

    Lux stalked up from behind his brother, fangs bared. "Time fer this motherfercker teh learn that yeh don't mess wif our allies."

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    [sub]Florence trotted over with the last few drops of water the clan had and some moss. "What's the problem here?" She asked, giving a slight grunt.

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    And blow his top off he did. The large African wild dog leader strode up towards the wildcat till he was just inches from her face, "So you're the fucking smartass who went out and decided it was okay to go capture a fucking ally? You're a fucking sad excuse for a fucking Bloodclanner. This clan is fucking simple: You got three rules, all our allies are anti-clans, all our enemies are pro-clans. GET IT FUCKING RIGHT. Someone restrain her. The clan is going to enjoy us torturing her. Hey, send an invitation to Scarclan while you're at it, someone go deliver an invitation for Scarclan to come and watch."




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