Death In The Family [O; Guess what happens!]

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    REDPAW [hr][hr]

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    [justify]IC~Redpaw winced as he felt a cool, metallic, sticky taste slowly drip out of his mouth. He looked his bloodied head up and saw the face of the white she cat smiling down at his beaten body. She knelt down and asked maniacally, "Please, tell me what hurt more. The paw or the stick?"
    He couldnt talk, probably had a cracked rib or something. All he could do was grunt and spit at the she-cat's face, staining the bleach white fur red. She brought a paw up to wipe the red blood off, "Learn some manners, Jesus!"
    He felt some teeth clamp around his neck and her started to struggle before a deafening, "CRACK! rang out.
    BUT WAIT THERES MORE!
    Wheatley padded outside of camp, he could find his irresponsible apprentice anywhere, "Redpaw?!" His British voice called though the forest. Bloody hell! That to- he thought before he tripped over a log buried under some leaves and snow. Wait a second! That wasn't a log.... "Holy *..." He muttered as he stood over the barley recognizable body of his young apprentice.




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    [color=red][size=10]Battle tags:
    Redpaw| Easy| Multiple possessions | Son of NPCxxNPC| 6 moons| Mentored by Wheatley
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    Demons run when a good man goes to war
    Night will fall and drown in sun
    When a good man goes to war
    Friendship dies and true love lies
    Night will fall and the dark will rise
    When a good man goes to war
    Demons run but count the cost
    The battles won but the child is lost

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px black; color: #e9cfec; font-family: verdana; font-size: 7pt; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify;]IC -- What the flip! Lavapaw didn't know the apprentice, but he knew Wheatley so he wondered what had happened. The beagle ran over with concern in his face, "What happened?" he asked, staring down at the mangled body.


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    Leopardprowl "Whealey" Maximus Luca Jr.
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    [color=#0099FF]Battletags:
    Leopardprowl| Medium|Warrior|Mentor to Redpaw|Invisibility|Ability to absorb pain and spirits{2/9}| Super Senses| 6 moons| 11 moons mentally| Ability to see in x-ray vision| Ability to see in heat vision| Multiple Possessions {Clouded Leopard (main) Short-haired Cat (original)}| Telepathy
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    IC~
    Wheatley prodded thebody, even though he new there was no hope of it being alive. He stammered, "I-I don't know.."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px black; color: #e9cfec; font-family: verdana; font-size: 7pt; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify;]IC -- Lavapaw nodded solemnly and dipped his head, sending a silent prayer up to Starclan. Poor Redpaw.


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