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    Well, she wasn't new, but she hadn't lived here forever. The King Cheetah prowled around, her thin fur not really protecting herself from the cold. She shivered, her teeth chattered as well. Her massive paws sunk into the slushy, frozen, mud as she walked along the river. Shit, Petsematary needed to meet more members.


    Highkit often came across as arrogant, stuck-up, and rude or bossy. That was probably because she was all of those things, but other than that she was something that resembled a decent cat! Honestly! Okay, so she was kind of a jerk. But she still needed friends. Someone as great as her needed friends. Badly. Besides, who wouldn't want to be her friend? She was the best! "Hey, you! What's your name?" She questioned, marching over to the cheetah. This was how one went about friend-making, right?





    Pepperstripe saw the Cheetah and walked up to her. The pregnant Queen needed some fresh air was taking a walk. "Hi, you ok? You look cold.", Pepperstipe said with concern on her face.

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    [size=22pt]★ GREENLANTERN.[/size]
    I look myself in the face and whisper "I'm in the wrong place"


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    Greenlantern's roleplayer was inactive as heck in RiverClan and so he didn't really know...anyone. The brown tabby recognized Pepperstripe from the meeting the other day but others were still unfamiliar to him. "hey guys!" he greeted cheerfully.
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    [align=center][sup]Is there more to lose than gain if I go on my own again?


    [color=#263946]#greenlanternbby

    Pepperstripe heard a voice and recognized Greenlantern. "Hey Greenlatern", she said cheerfully.


    Highkit withheld a huff of frustration. Sitting herself down on the spot, the Russian blue proceeded to silently pout until someone would hopefully notice her.


    //low muse




    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width=500px; text-align: justify;][justify][sup]"Hi there!" The three-legged warrior by the name of Mockingspirit smiled. She was way to happy to be a RiverClanner, especially one that had her leg eaten. "Oh hey Peppery!"

    "Hey Mocking!", she said. She was glad to see so many of her clanmates and not fucking Crypts.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify]Swankissed wasn't sure if RiverClanners were supposed to be on some sort of lock-down. But quite frankly, she didn't give a shit. Nobody like Contemporary was going to confine her to camp all day. Bastard. Words couldn't even express how much she hated him, and she hadn't even met him yet.


    Having just gotten back from a hunting patrol, the spy placed her catches into it after glancing around and seeing that no CryptClanners were near to take any. She wasn't feeding them, she was feeding her clan. Besides, they could feed themselves, could they not? After the quick decision to take a break for the moment, the spy padded up to the small group of warriors, giving a casual greeting. "Anyone as sick of them as I am?" She voiced, not really caring if she was heard by a CryptClanner.

    "I know I am", Pepperstripe said, looking at Swinekissed. "They need to get the fuck out of here already!". Pepperstripe was going to give birth soon, and wanted the Crypts gone before that happened.

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    [size=22pt]★ GREENLANTERN.[/size]
    I look myself in the face and whisper "I'm in the wrong place"


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    "You have no idea." Greenlantern answered with a huff. He's mind was still a little fuzzy from the whole Contemporary/Photostar thing but he knew one thing for certain; CryptClan didn't belong here. And he didn't want them here. Neither did any of the RiverClanners it seemed.
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    [align=center][sup]Is there more to lose than gain if I go on my own again?


    [color=#263946]#greenlanternbby

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width=500px; text-align: justify;][justify][sup]Mocking seems to be the shortened version of her name it seemed. Mocky, when thinking up nicknames, would always add 'y' or 'ster' on the end of their names. "I agree, they need to get the fuck out of here, like Peppery said. Not only have they beheaded Dad, or um Photostar, they ate my leg! So I need to get revenge for Dad and my leg!" Mockingspirit growled, the shock of watching as her father got beheaded still hadn't worn off yet, it still gave her nightmares, not like those heartless bastards knew anything about love.

    Pepperstripe nodded in agreement.


    OOC: It might be getting close to being over. Not many Crypts have been posting

    "Hi guys." Puppetkit greeted, his mew cracked and flat. His fur was plastered to his ribcage, revealing his ribcage that jutted painfully out from his sides. The lack of food had taken a toll on the usually cheery kitten; enough to make him start eating grass, which hadn't gone well. With wandering footsteps, the blue point had made his way beside Greenlantern, where he sat. He'd lost enough energy to care about who he knew and didn't know; he would have to get to know them anyways, if he'd live here.

    "They will be soon", Pepperstripe said nodding. She was sick of those motherfuckers just as much as everyone else.

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    Candlelight dragged herself forwards - her eyes drooping, and her tail trailing hopelessly behind her. She and Deccy were the last of the entire group of friends. The last two - out of how many? Cinderella, Talongraze - Shadepaw - Peppermint - and more. Her sea green optics were glazed, over her pelt an ugly mess. CryptClan still hung over her head, Photostar supposedly dead - all her clan-mates dead. Dead. The word echoed in her head, she glanced around. None of them were here many moons ago, they all just appeared. She wanted her old friends. She wanted Unitedkingdom - Radiosignals. Radiosignals - her other best-friend other than Deccy. The tabby forced herself to speak, "Hey guys." Her voice croaked, Rangerstar - she sighed.

    Pepperstripe nodded as Candlelight padded up. She didn't know what to say