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    The sun blazed against the ground, and two hidden silver optics hid from sight. The dwarf Siamese was silent. As a mouse went scurrying by in the forest running as fast as it could with it's little nut, Grumpy-Cat raced over and gave a last blow of it with his paw. You don't like hell? Good. He thought. The Siamese was a rather joker about things that were rather insulting. At the same time just as grumpy. So, as he continued on with his walk, where was he going? Bloodclan. His appearance. His body was strong and could stay stiff, and a big dog couldn't blow him off unless he hit really hard. That was because he was a dwarf. Grumpy-Cat was a Siamese, brown fur that blended out of the white fur. The part about his dwarfism. His face was what made people love him. You see, he use to be a pet cat. But what you didn't know about this fluffy mess? People used him for fame. He was the first to be adopted, and to be at all types of happy shit. But now? He had escaped. No more fame. He didn't want to be bothered by people anymore, giggling and staring at his face calling him the cutest thing in the world. Once they even but bows on him during Christmas. Assholes. "Name is Grumpy-Cat business is to live in the happiest place ever. Hell." He called

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    "Grumpy-Cat?" Ray said rather shocked. "Bro, that's like, a special birth name bro! You look so adorable with that face of yours! Urm.. I mean... Swear loyalty and if you do wait for a third tier to accept you."

    "You won't adore it once it is biting you." He snapped back. "I don't need to hear a damn word about my face. I swear loyalty."

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    Grumpy-Cat? That was quite the unusual name, and honestly it was a bit hard to take seriously. . . Certainly it wasn't the name that he was born with? But why anyone would choose to live with such an alias was beyond her, and she ultimately decided not to question it, though certainly he would get a few odd looks with such a name. Regardless, Amour stepped forward, opting to handle the situation as she usually would. "You're accepted," the queen said as she settled down near Ray, the tigress eyeing the new member with faint interest. "Would you like a tour?"
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    [font=cambria][size=20pt]Gracie May Skylar[/size]
    Tiersman • BloodClan • 11 Moons • Female||Very Hard||7 Powers||Attack in Black
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    Gracie May padded up in her massive tawny cougar body, amber eyes scanning over the tom as she growled "What's ya' name?" her face showed no emotion, except that one that was always shown when a new comer was around, the look of the femme being unimpressed by that new cat.
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    "Are you deaf? Grumpy-Cat." Then answered Amour. "No, I would like to learn it by myself with the devil." His smile which was pretty much nothing but a straight face was on him.

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    [font=cambria][size=20pt]Gracie May Skylar[/size]
    Tiersman • BloodClan • 11 Moons • Female||Very Hard||7 Powers||Attack in Black
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    Gracie gave a slight smile, but it was barely noticeable "I like your attitude, you'll fit in well."
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    "Either that or nobody will like him. Humph. Dis-respectful much?" Ray grumbled stubborn with a straight face.

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    I hunt angels for their halos.

    OOC~A pretty silver cat padded quietly over. She had just killed a dear and it was slumped against a tree nearby. Another joiner? she thought. She remembered when she joined, and the rest of her clanmates had thought the exact same thing. Maybe this cat wouldn't be too bad after all, despite having such a stupid name.
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    Don't let them die ;D



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