walk in the park }} (open, WindClan kits on territory)

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Watching the scene unfold in front of him, the cheetah cub couldn't help but wish he had been doing this. It looked interesting enough, and he wanted to be able to do it.
Too bad.
Shrugging his shoulders, the cub would look over to the kittens and then back to the polar bear. They didn't send in kits and cubs to fight, he wasn't allowed to go, nor anyone else.
All he could think of now was how hungry he was.

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Poptart flicked her white solid blue ticked tail growling. "Leave or we will capture you."

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Well, killing had certainly come across his mind, but it had only flashed across the cub's mind, but he hadn't done it. "No," He yipped to the wolf pup, his eyes narrowing as he did so, "You cannot kill them." He would lash his tail as soon as it was said, and then aim to grab one of the kits by the scruff of their neck.
Might as well take them back as prisoners.

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"I say let the kits go. Although we are Shadowclan, we still have hearts for those beings. We should capture the polar bear though, and torture her to the death. But remember I am still a wolf pup, can't make the rules. Although I want to." She answered, simply.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8][b]"Just leave the kits, whether they die or not is not of our concern. We can capture the polar bear and take her in for interrogation, maybe she knows a thing or two about when their next attack on us will be," Pyreknight suggested in a cold voice.

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Of course she wanted to kill the bear. Of course everyone here wanted to kill the bear.
Well, everyone except for those who valued their lives.
"You can just think about that." The cheetah growled, dropping his lunge for one of the kits and then aiming to grab the bear by the scruff, and start trying to drag her back to camp.

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No, no, she could barely hear what they all were saying, but it sounded like Azurekit was crying out, and then... she lost focus. It was like a raging storm of static and wind had taken up residence in her head. Someone tried to grab her scruff, and she swore to the stars that she flailed at them, but all that happened was a slightly twitching of her paw, and a shudder of a convulsion across her back.

"Nnnnn... noo.... garrr...."

Slurred and barely recognizable syllables fell from her muzzle into the dirt that pressed into her face, and then she groaned as the dirt and rocks began to move, scraping at her and smearing the white fur of her chest and head a dirty, dusty brown.

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Growling slightly to himself as he was bat on the nose with tiny claws, the cheetah would aim to gently push the kitten out of the way with his paw, before flicking his tail and attempting to bring the bear back to camp once more, watching as she twitched her paw.

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[justify]^{Wynter had padded up, aware of at least the problem; three kittens at the border and an angry mother. Wynter had not seen this as a threat - it was instincts. Protective instincts every mother had.
Alright, miss, we don't have any intentions of hurting your kittens. We're not that evil, and killing or hurting them has no point. We won't gain anything. She said calmly, a small growl beginning to form in her throat. Now look. We asked name and business and made no threats. Your kits wandered into our territory, and so did you. Take them home to a better place where they won't flip out about everything, and please, do it soon, so we don't end up hurting you because of the big fuss you're making. The tiger hissed, her one green eye staring at the bear.
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^{Eclipsedust strolled up, her gaze softening as her blue eyes met the two scraps of fur that were WindClan kittens. "Let the kittens go. They haven't done anything wrong. I'm sure we've all been exploring once in our lifetime. But, as for the mother, she shouldn't have charged onto our territory and aimed to attack one of our warriors. If we can, capture her."}

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[justify]^{I agree. Attacking a clan on their own territory with an army of yourself and your dumb kittens is a dumb idea. Capture sounds good. She hissed, eyes turning an orange color in anger.
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Well seeing as the male was already trying to drag the bear away, the cheetah cub rolled his eyes and huffed at the conversation. It seemed as though all anyone wanted to do now-a-days was talk.

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