I WANNA SCREAM AND SHOUT {Open} AND LET IT ALL OUT

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] PEACEFULKIT DALE ![/fancypost]
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    Peacefulkit could be found near the center of camp, a mouse placed in front of him, untouched by him. He stared down at it with his common half closed gaze, feeling satisfied though hungry at the same time. Was it the recent events that were getting to him? It almost seemed like some people doubted their leader's decisions, unhappy with his decisions and talking back, whereas others would protest against the protesters and tell them to hush up. And to make matters worse, there seemed to be quite the handful of WindClanners deciding to leave, well, WindClan, and he had heard that there was some trouble with murders, especially a DarkClan one, the scent of their allies musk surrounding an area in which they found a lifeless corpse. When he joined this clan, Dale thought that things would be better. He wasn't complaining, this place was way better than where he used to thrive. Most of the people were kind to him, even if he wasn't in the best of moods. It certainly beat being made fun of, constant punishments, and long hours of work. But some sort of isolated feeling would sweep over him every once in a while. With a sigh, the child would take a small bite from the rodent between his face, instantly spitting it out before he even got the chance to chew. The creature was stale, the taste against his tongue quite revolting. He pushed the mouse away from him with a paw and pressed his face against the ground, closing his eyes as he tried to focus on his breathing.
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    [size=8]"Hello, Peacefulkit. Did the mouse go bad?" Fireflystar asked, puzzled as he leaned down and sniffed it. Yep, it was stale. "I'll go lead a hunting patrol then, help you get some fresh food," he suggested with a small, tired smile. He was exhausted of course, but the Clan always came first.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Should Caligulaskit had cared enough about Peacefulkit, he would have also offered to go and hunt something. But he didn't care. And the very real fact that he was but a kitten himself still lingered. Oh well. Caligulaskit entered the scene with a yawn. "Yo."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] PEACEFULKIT DALE ![/fancypost]
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    Peacefulkit flicked an ear at the familiar voice and raised his head to spot Fireflystar in front of him. Twitching his noise, he'd nod at what the leader had said about the mouse. "Thank you, Fireflystar. I wish I could help you out." He would comment, taking one more small glance at the stale piece of prey before training his blue gaze to the male. At the arrival of Caligulaskit, he would bite his bottom lip, but still offered a nod of greeting to his clanmate.
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