Bruises and Bite marks (Open)

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    BloodMask roamed the dark forest as her dull crimson eyes took in the dark, empty surroundings. She let out an emotionless sigh as her tail drooped to the ground. Hanging her head, she noticed blood on her pedestals. It wasn't really there, but she freaked out anyways. She quickly backed up before breathing heavily. She let out another emotionless sigh before continuing on with her boring walk.

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    Cayson
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    "Hell's wrong with you?" Would come the rather rude voice of the bulky tomcat, approaching beside her with confused oculars and a quizzical expression perched atop his face. Perhaps it was just a thing she-cat's went though. That time of the month right? Or something. He didn't know.







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    Flametail heard a faint scared yowl and followed his ears to find himself behind a she-cat. He cleared his throat to get the she-cat's attention. "Hello." He said softly.

    "Blood.... Blood is everywhere.. " The feline mumbled as she pinned her ears to her skull. She saw more splotches of blood in front of her before crouching to the ground and burying her face in her paws. Her fur standing on edge as she let out a low hiss.

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    Cayson
    #Caycay
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    °15 Moons




    °Two Powers




    °Eye color chart




    °Bodies




    °Character Bond




    °Apprentices




    °Single Pringle




    °PM for battle or capture threads




    °No kill




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    "Calm yourself or else you're gonna go crazy." The warrior hissed back in response, raising an arched brow.




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    Flametail stared at the warrior. "You calm yourself and let me handle this." He turn back to her. "Is there anything you need. I'm sure my friend can get some water if you need it. We can give you a place to rest."

    "No thanks, I'm fine." She said as she stood up before turning away and walking away from the two felines. She let out a puff of air as she shot up a tree and rested herself on a branch.

    Flametail moved away from the tree and came back with a mouse. He put it next to him as he stayed there.

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    [glow=black,2,300]DR. HANNIBAL LECTER[/glow] || 6 MOONS || THUNDERCLAN || DIFFICULT

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    Flame tail whispered to him. "I'm not leaving. She's hurt and she will make easy prey. I can't deal with knowing if she dies."

    The ebony feline pinned her ears to her skull once again, seeing blood splattered all over the place, she let out a hiss before jumping out of the tree and racing through the forest.

    She couldn't stop running, not now anyways. Her paws kicking up dust as she ran. Her eyes darting everywhere to quickly take in the unknown and crimson colored surroundings.

    When Flametail caught up to her he tackled her and pinned her to the ground. "Calm down."