it's where my demons hide . open

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    [justify]Britishpaw, keeping a straight face, would stumble backwards with a flailing femme in his grasp. He had gone a little crazy after killing his father and then having his sister hate his guts so much that he wasn't sure if he could see his kits. One unsheathed paw was wrapped around the two moon old while the other was covering her mouth, muffling her screams. What he didn't know, however, was that the femme had telepathy.


    "M-MAMA!" Sunpaw screamed from her thoughts, half of her not wanting to call for anyone else. She could get out of this, she could get out of this! But the more she struggled, the faster Britishpaw carried her towards the border of the territory. Where was her clan-mate taking her?[/justify]

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    [justify]"OH HELL FUCKING NO." She was not letting Sunpaw get kidnapped, the daughter of Inkpaw was her fucking ray of light. She raced towards the kidnapper, aiming to barrel him over, hoping to he successful.


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    [justify][sup][color=#000000]A ferocious bark escaping her maw, the snow white wolf hurtled up behind the second tier, lunging forward and aiming a few swipes at Britishpaw's feet.

    Um, she never experienced this in parenting before!
    Hestiahearth raced forward, the reincarnated tortie severely worried.
    "Britishpaw, that's not what you're supposed to do!"


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    [align=center]ENMITY HARBRINGER.
    bloodclan . female . first tier kitten . half a moon
    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px black solid; overflow: auto; height: 150px; width: 250px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify;][sub]Enmity blinked, looking at her mother as she attacked Britishpaww. Both were BloodClanners, and one was attacking the other. Something was very wrong with this situation. "Stop." The very young kitten hissed, running as fast as her small legs could take her towards the group of creatures already assembled to stop the crime. [/fancypost][size=7pt][c] cakepop #cakepoplook[/size]

    [justify]As the male fell backwards, his paw covering the apprentice's mouth would lower to her chest so he could hold her tighter, having her fall with him. No, no one was going to take his prize away from him! His mother's voice didn't even seem to reach him. He just continued to cling to Sunny.



    "Get away from me!" now free to speak, the dilute savannah would hiss at her kidnapper yet continued to flail. She didn't know what to do in this type of situation![/justify]

    [leaving but I'm still posting in this thread >:u museless reply tho]


    "SUNPAW!", Inkdeath shrieked, barreling over to the scene and aiming to wrench her daughter away from the tom. She wasn't losing her daughter. Never.

    [justify]Sunpaw would release a squeak as Britishpaw's grip loosened and she was ripped away from him by her mother. Relieved, the small apprentice would instinctively wrap her paws around her mother in a hug.


    Britishpaw, on the other hand, was flailing in protest. "No! Give her back! Give her back to me!"


    [rushed][/justify]