Chaos, Chaos Everywhere (PAFP)

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    Raven, a dark black tom who lived as a loner to the clans, stared off, he was watching a couple of cats hunt, he was actually playing a prank on them.
    He set up traps, much like twoleg traps, that would trap the cats, and he'd just laugh at them.
    Finally, it happened, the cats were trapped!


    Raven walked up to them, smirking, and he gave a loud, obnoxious meow, then he laughed at them.
    "Pretty good prank, right?"

    Riley looked at the male and his funny tricks from behind a bush. "Really funny," she said, and stepped out of the bush, shaking leaves from her also black pelt.

    Raven looked to Riley, a smirk still on his face.
    "Pretty good, right? Took me all night to do it!" Then he turned back to the cats and started laughing again, when he stopped he flicked his tail in their faces and sat in front of them, almost in a teasing way.

    Riley pounced at the bag, tourturing the cats inside it.

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    Indeed you do" she replied. Then she pounced again.

    I haven't encountered a she-cat so... vicious... Raven thought fondly.
    He admired how she pounced, and ended up sitting and watching her with a cocked head.

    She batted the trap with her paws. Pouncing, she mewed a song:


    theres not a thing you can do
    We're more powerful, stronger, were bigger than you!
    Your in a cage and I'm running free!
    You mouse brain clan cats!
    Oh, these loners are better than thee!

    She let out a mini roar. It sounded as if it may have come from a small loin.


    "If we can undo this and tackle them quickly, then we could impression them as slaves, or give them a slow death if you prefer..."

    I'm using mine as a slave.... XD. I need a vine... And btw, I'm a mix of a loner and a rouge"

    I'm more of a rouge..." She smiled. "Won't stop a fight until I see blood.. This is a war stained world."


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    IC: "yes, it is..." She said and strained her neck showing a long scar from the top of her neck to the bottom of her chest. It was mostly covered in fur, tough. "He... He betrayed me...
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    IC: "no need to be sorry..." She replied.
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    IC: she laughed and smiled. "Want to come to my place for lunch? It may be rare for a rouge such as myself..."
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