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    Dragon flicked his tail, looking from Dino to Alex.


    Dino just stared back at him. After a while, she gasped. "Oh! Are you waiting for me to talk? If you are, I'm not talking. ZIP!" She used her paw to make the zipping motion across her mouth.

    War saw the strange cat next to Dino and Alez and padded over. "I'm War simpson. Who the hell are you." It's not a question it's a statement.

    Dragon looked slightly confused. "Hi. . . War. . ." he mewed uncertainly.


    Dino turned to looked at her and tilted her head. "Nice to meet you, War! I'm Dino!"

    BB looked at War funny,"Um,Beatles needs medical attention?"She called,almost angrily.

    BB shrugged,looking at Beatles."I dunno,you kinda seemed like someone who'd know what to do in a medical situation."She explained,staring at the wound carefully to check it for any infection.


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    Angel pricked her ears. "Medical? Beatles? I can take of it."


    BB stepped aside,nodding her head,and muttering something rude."If you say so."

    War shook her head. "I know how treat some basic stuff, but this is way beyond what I know." She explained. Her ears pricked suddenly. "I can hunt pretty well though, and everybody looks hungry. What if I lead a patrol and we meet back here?" She gestured to the setting sun." We won't be able to get much farther with Beatle's leg."

    Beatles winced. "Don't wounds heal up? They can without attention, don't they?" She questioned. Her father, as she remembered, got a scar across his eye from an enemy stray and it healed up, as ugly as it remained.


    Helter, who remained close to the group, approached Beatles and the others. He towered over them slightly just by a few inches, considering that he was a male cat as well. I mean, he's not an old creepy old man cat that happens to be taller, he's just a teenager guy that happens to be taller. You weirdos. I don't think he's even 20 moons old yet, is he? No, I don't know. AS I WAS SAYING--
    "No, they don't, idiot." He flicked his tail up against Beatle's ear.

    Even though BB was quite tall,Helter was still a bit taller than her."Well,some do,some don't.Don't be so rude."She snidely spat,her words like venom to her own ears,after all,she did have a snake like...accent.She tended to say her S' for a longer amount of time than other cats.


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    Angell looked at the wound so intently, it was like she was glaring. She sniffed it tenderly and then ran a gentle tongue across the wound, watching her reaction. "I need marigold, cobwebs, a stick, and berries, preferrably not black or red ones. Come on, cats! She ain't got all day!"
    Blue, knowing Angel, had already disappeared, calling over her shoulder, "I got the webs!"


    BB didn't raise her tail,"How about you pick who you want to come."She said,sitting down and licking her paw."I guess I'll stay here,and keep watch,seeing as I most likely have the most fighting skill."Alex knew that BB had picked fights with the neighboring cats,and sometimes with the dogs when they lived with their...owners.


    Alex heard the words hunting and sprang up,his tail raised."Oh,oh! Me! Me!"He called out happily.

    "You have no right to flick me up the ear, cat! Who the hell do you think you are, anyways?!" Beatles surprisingly hissed in hostility.


    Helter flinched, remembering that she didn't know who he was yet. "N-Nevermind." He turned away from her, eyes now fixed on War. "Hunting patrol? After the epidemic, what prey will be out there? Zombie mice? We can get illness!"

    BB's tone dropped drastically,"There is f_ckin' regular mice,just like us pal. How do you think me and Alex have survived so long together? We'd have eaten eachother by now!" She growled,her tail flicking angrily.

    "I haven't hunted for my prey ever since what happened. I just ate some old twoleg food out of the big silver cans on the side of the housings." Helter explained, now feeling rather famished.

    "Sorry." War said dismissvley. "Didn't mean to hit you. Alright, Alex, Helter, and I will go, and Dino, Dragon, BB,Blue, Angle, and Beatles will stay here. Agreed?"

    "Gross."BB sneered,giving the new cat the black eye."How about you go hunt with War,and maybe get some water on your way there."She suggested,her tone the same as always,angry and commanding.