Bang bang - open, captive - Little monkey man

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    The feline narrowed her eyes at the kit, "Torture is forbidden." Her voice was stern, not finding this the least bit funny. "So no, you won't be showing him anything. As far as parents go, he has stated they are close to promotion so perhaps semi high positions." The wyvern squire looked at her sassy captive before she decided to answer him, "You'll be staying in my room and you'll only leave with my permission unless you intend to return home with some scars."[/fancypost]
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    Bambipaw still observed, saying nothing. She completely disagreed with capturing cats, but there were few who knew that. She winced at the mention of torture.





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    "Okay, even though I didn't mean it like that." Melly mewed, blinking her blue eyes before turning to get a better look at the prisoner. With a flick of her ear, she returned her glance to Mystic. What to say now?

    "Good catch, Mystic!" Hungarianpaw mewed as she approached, a smile stretched across her maw. Sure, it was a kitten, but he might as well have some good relations to be captured. Or none at all. It didn't exactly matter to the Ambassador. The capturing had began to unload ever as she witnessed more and more detained pro-Clanners end up in SunClan. "Hey, kid." She meowed in Citykit's direction after sitting beside Nidalee. He seemed okay; other captured felines, she had seen, had become aggressive towards their captors. The kitten seemed pretty chill though.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px;]"Persuasion is my best friend sometimes, and this kit just happened to meet him," Mysticglow purred, watching her dear friend approach, "No a mark on the little dear, see?" Mercy was also a friend of hers, but she let that one be self deduced by the others. The Wyvern Squire looked at Citykit with another small smile, glad that it had been herself to grab him up instead of some ruthless asshole.[/fancypost]
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