She-cats can't tell me where to go. (open)

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    The light brown tabby tom padded through Radicalclan territory. His head was held high, he knew very well that toms weren't welcome in Radicalclan. Who's going to stop me? He thought. The tom climbed up a tree and drifted into sleep.

    ''Hey,you! Wake up! '' Kirka spat,rage dancing on her features. The best thing to do as a kit in this situation would be to hide and wait. She was only 5 moons old and she knew very well that this tom could kill her,but the she-kit was too brave for her own good.

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    ''You are in Radical Clan territory! If you don't want to get skinned alive,I advise you to leave!'' Kirka's voice was determinant and she held her head high. After all,her clanmates would come soon,right? RIGHT?

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    [size=17pt]Hadron[/size]
    Student, 8 moons

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    Hadron give a laugh that would imply she was psychotic at the tom's remark. In her mouth was held one of Rohthy's dagger which could most certainly skin him alive. "What about this?" The student teased through the weapon in her mouth.


    The first time she had used something of it's likeness was in a mass slaughter of toms. Which had been rather entertaining; However, she hadn't actually killed anything with it. No, she had broken the male's spine, sawed off his tail, and then shoved it down his throat till he asphyxiated, good times.



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    [align=center][color=white][font=georgia]Trotting up next to Hadron, Paperclip snarled at the tom. Being a wolf it would be easy. Being a wolf with powers and several other bodies including a golden eagle and a polar bear it would be super easy. The white wolf paced around the bottom of the tree, growling and snapping.

    Elani Tamsen;;


    [justify]The satanic red canine appeared behind her clanmates, then strode forward to stand at the base of the charred tree. She looked up at the tom and smirked cruelly, one of Rohthy's razor sharp dagger's held loosely in her hyena-like maw. With a flick of her feathery tail, her large pet wolf, Rudy, flickered out of invisibility on the other side and began to snap it's teeth and snarl.[/justify]

    Melody had found the silent black wolf kinna frightning...at the same time though, They where entreging. Melody nor Beta could get through the sheild on its mind. But, the musing over this iritating fact was best saved for later. The Russet wolf padded over to the group, her tail raised to keep the scorpion tail from draging the ground. "Who said what about skinning?" Beta asked, a cheshire smile maring her face.

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    "Get your ass off our territory you bitch."
    Johanna snarled at the tom
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    The ebony female stared at the scenery in a laid-back manner, waiting for her Clanmates to give a heavy mauling on the tom.
    Rest in Peace.

    The tom yowled in pain and leaped out of the tree, racing deeper into Radicalclan territory. He didn't know that, his mind was set on getting away from the she-cats.

    "That's not the direction you want for escape," Flintkit called loudly after the tom, tail twitching in slight annoyance. If he can't tell by scent that he's just trapping himself deeper into RadicalClan, his nose must be pretty messed up, thought the dark gray she-cat.

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    Elani Tamsen;;


    [justify]Running with a hawk stuck to your face would probably slow you down like, a lot. So, the dhole could probably catch up with little effort.
    Sprinting after him, Elani pulled up behind and aimed to sink her sharpened claws into his left hip and yank him to the side with a very powerful force. If this worked, he would probably be spin off like a outa control car of fall on his side. After that, the lithe canine would attempt so grip his scruff in her jaws, and try to shake him like a ragdoll.    [/justify]