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    War bristled, then relaxed her fur. She could speak to BB privately later. Right now rhey needed food and Beatles needed Angle's help. "Alright. Hunting patrol, follow me." She bounded out across the thin line between moor and forest, ears pricked for any noise.


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    Moments later, Blue returned with marigold and cobweb and set them at Angel's feet and quickly moved away. Angel darted a thanks to her but then set to work on Beatles' leg. "Where's the stick?" She asked when the cast was placed under Beatles' leg. There was a small wad of cobweb left untouched as Angel was passed the stick, she measured, bit a piece off, measured, bit, measured, and then set it aside. "Berries." Blue glanced around and pushed a small pile of green berries to her younger friend.
    "Blue, I'm going to need more. These aren't old enough to do what I need them to. Get some more, take Helter or Dragon with you."


    BB's fur lay relaxed,and she calmly groomed herself.Even though her golden-brown eyes were only a bit open,and were actually staring at Beatle's wound.

    War slowed an began to creep forwards toward a warren. She could smell the baby rabbits, and her mouth watered. It meant multiple pieces of food. She darted her paw in and out of the den a few times to scool them all up before breaking the rabbit's necks. They were so tiny that they hadn't even been able to run. She shoved away thoughts of compassion and regret and dug into one, before bring three tiny bodies back to the 'camp.' It was a rare find; the bunnies might have been the only food around for miles.

    Hey? Hey, if these cats are the founders of BriarClan, what if instead of the zombie apocalypse, there was a huge natural disatster, like hurricane Katrina, which destroyed their city and a good deal of other cities. Then there would still be a huge distatr, but also a reasonable link from now to future BriarClan.

    That would be a great idea!Maybe...the regular waste from power-plants and other chemical waste (such as vet. waste) could been spread around in the mess the hurricane/tornado made,and the stuff made animals sick.Then the humans hunted them,ate them,and contracted the "virus". Maybe it wasn't very deadly at first,and when doctors tried to treat it with modern medicine,the sickness reacted and eventually turned them into zombie-like creatures?
    Idk,I just like making plots.
    (Also,where do they live?I've always imagined that they sorta lived on the border of America and Canada :U)


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    BB, I've thought the same about where the live ;D


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    Utah maybe?
    Utah has a desert,forests,mountain ranges,rock "structures" (not just the red-rocks believe it or not),and um...large lakes?Either that or the area around the great lakes.


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    I like the border of Canada and US of A :)


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    Utah has a lot of forests.

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    Dino pricked her ears as War came back with the rabbits. "Are they dead? 'Cuz, if they're dead, we can eat them! And. . . And if they're not dead, then we still eat them, and then they'll be dead- In our stomachs. Heheh." Her eye twitched as she grinned at them.


    Dragon froze and looked at her, eyes wide. Uh. . . He scooted slightly away from her.

    War placed the three plump bundles on the ground. "They're dead." She said curtly. "Everybody eat; I'll go see if there's anything else."

    "Heehee!" Dino rushed forward and grabbed a body, then raced away to eat. She clambered up the nearest tree and settled in the branches, gnawing on the rabbit's flesh.


    Dragon shuddered slightly looked at War. "It's okay," he mewed softly. "I think I'll find my own food, thanks."