CHERRIES ARE GOOD, CHERRIES ARE GREAT\ tidalclan leader captured

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    letting the two argue, without much care, feli began to examine the surroundings instead, quite bored actually. it's not like she wanted it, but she was used to more .. exciting for their behalf events, like tortures and whatnot. just talking was a change, but she couldn't say she didn't exactly enjoy this more. it sure saved her a lot of healing.[/fancypost]

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    "What's disappointing is how boring you've made the conversation." Sam murmured, not bothering to attempt to further converse with the TidalClan leader. She was speaking in riddles and he was too scrambled to try and follow. Glancing at Ciel and Serpentine, the first tier stifled a smirk as the leader reprimanded the third tier, though he did stop talking considering he had nothing more to say.

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    take me back to when I first laid eyes on you.

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    [justify]"Welcome to hell on earth." The second tier greeted as he padded forward, his golden gaze falling on the Tidalclan leader. "I hope you enjoy your stay and explore all that we have to offer, including the dry desert heat and barren terrain. And the occasional possessed cat here and there." He had no reason to jump into the conversation between his father and Ciel. He had seen his father angry and he didn't want to feel the wrath that could be brought down by it.[/justify]


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    take me back to when I first laid eyes on them bones.


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    "Going soft? Hardly. I'm simply saying that we have enough shit going on with Windclan, why risk adding more to the situation?" The third tier responded, a look of disinterest plastered upon his face.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]"TidalClan is small, clearly they're weak if even an unauthorized takeover with a few members pulled through. They're the least of our worries." The elk snorted as he narrowed his sharp eyes towards his great grandson, staring dead at him. "Now stop your bitching and learn to have fun."

    Haushinka was laying on her back, practicing her punching and kicking moves in the air because boredom. She didn't see what was going on but she heard it and that was enough to comprehend it. "Well, I personally think we should rip her tongue out. She's annoying." The cougar put in after a moment. Just her two cents.

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    Yawning, she would flex each paw in turn, smirking at Serpentine. [color=orange]" No 'congrats,', big guy? Pretty mean, don't you agree?"     she would purr, voice oozing amusement. She knew he hated her guts, but so what?
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