oh look at the time i have to chach a tom thats lost

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    ❝ The WIRES cut the BEST of him. ❞
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    The female looked back at Nightfur with the slightest of a sigh. " sorry miss, neither of our leaders are wound. One mentally, and the other physically. "

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    The forlorn tower loomed up ahead of them. "C'mon!" She meowed, turning to the tom. "So your role here is to obey the word of she-cats, alrighty then? Some of them want to have kits, but won't bring themselves to fall in love with you muck heads. So don't be surprised." She instructed, whisking onto the well trodden path leading to the lighthouse.

    "Well, it better be. I might consider using you!" She whipped around and spat in his ugly face. "Males, are vermin, and only some don't deserve to be eradicated from this world. You are one of those that deserve to be killed. Idiot!" Growled the hot-headed she-cat. The transformers eyes blazed angrily and she felt the urge to turn into her Hawk and peck out his eyes.

    nightfur stepped infront of them "lets put him in the highest room so if he tries to excape he can fall and die she suggested politly to them

    "I agree." Spat the wolfdog angrily, who did he think he was? "I will make a request to Stella to kill him next moon for the ceremonies." The wolfdog spun around, wagging her tail to the left, a sign of anger and unstable mind set, recent studies by twolegs had said. The cat in the body of a canine stalked to the lighthouse, "I will hold the chain now." barked Jenna with a flick of her gray and white head.

    Lilacheart, there was nothing wrong with Dapper agreeing with me. I'm sorry you took offense. Also, if you knew, why would you do it?
    (Since technology has no emotion, I'm going to tell you that in my head, I said this in a very diplomatic way)