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    Mangle slowly trotted over the border. But there was something... wrong. She looked extremely twitchy, and her single eye was glowing red instead of their usual gold. Clove and Mangle were both fighting for control over the body. Blood stained her maw, along with a few scratches and bites throughout her body. Inside her mouth were splinters of bone wedged into her mouth. The animatronic white wolf turned and snapped her jaws in the air. Both spirits were going insane with bloodlust, and likely anyone who got close would either get bitten or would have to be awfully quick to avoid getting injured by the crazed lupine.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] GHOSTPAW ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] put down your sword and bow[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white]Uh oh, this wasn't a very good situation. The charcoal feline was enjoying a walk when he noticed a certain animatronic wolf twitching. And that twitching canine just so happened to be Mangle. But there was something different about her. Well, aside from the twitching, that is. Her one eye was glowing red, and she had blood on her maw, along with few scratches and bites here and there. Did he dare approach the creature?


    [color=#fdff30]"Are you okay?" Ghostpaw finally asked after a few seconds of hesitation. The visitor cautiously approached the twitching being, not allowing his lemon gaze to fixate on anything other than Mangle. The closest behavior to this he had seen was that outbreak of a mysterious disease in Shadowclan years ago. Hopefully this wasn't a repeat of that unfortunate event.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt White; margin-top: -13px; letter-spacing: 1px;] [size=22pt]Eve[/size][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 325px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;] DARKCLAN — KIT — [abbr=| Black Kitten | Has a pet Undead Crow called Seth (Easy) | Harmless | No kill or serious injury, Ask for capture | Attack in Firebrick |]TAGS[/abbr] — POWERS[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]"M-Mister Ghostpaw?" Came a very scared sounding voice behind the male [color=black]"I-I think you should stand back, f-for your own s-safety" The black kitten advised. Okay, so it was common knowledge that everything scared Eve, but this was certainly something to be scared of, especially since there were no adults around to subdue the possessed animatronic. The female's eyes were wide open as she held her knife as tightly as she could with all her trembling, yet still found the power to shuffle up beside Ghostpaw in case Mangle tried to do anything.
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    Mangle's gaze turned with a hungry stare towards the two. She opened her mouth and began to stalk forward, her mouth dropping open and drool dripping out. The spirit had fully possessed her, though Magle was still trying to regain control. "[b]Get away...    " She said, managing to re-gain control for a split second before she lunged forward.
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]— Octavia, too, was unsettled by the animatronic creature. So when the collie came upon the scene, she stood protectively infront of her younger sibling. Ain't no way in hell this bitch was gonna snap and hurt her family.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 325px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;] DARKCLAN — KIT — [abbr=| Black Kitten | Has a pet Undead Crow called Seth (Easy) | Harmless | No kill or serious injury, Ask for capture | Attack in Firebrick |]TAGS[/abbr] — POWERS[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]Eve squeaked as the wolf jumped forwards, and in an instant dropped her knife and stumbled backwards. Thankfully Octavia and Electra had turned up, and a moment later Seth fluttered down from the sky and landed beside her with a threatening 'caw' thrown towards the animatronic. Quickly scrambling to her paws again and snatching up the knife, the kit somehow managed to speak again [color=black]"Miss M-Mangle, i-if you don't calm d-down bad t-things are going to happen..." She trailed off quietly.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] GHOSTPAW ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] put down your sword and bow[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white]Unfortunately, he didn't get away. Slowly but surely, Ghostpaw was becoming more and more like his old self, meaning he was becoming a little bit defiant. Refusing to listen Eve or Mangle, he decided to stand his ground. What a mistake. The feline hardly had any time to react when the crazed wolf lunged forward. He ended up falling down onto his back, his wings spread apart and his ebony fur ruffled up. [color=#fdff30]"What the hell?!" Ghostpaw growled at Mangle, his pupils narrowed as he looked at the possessed femme.


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    The crazed wolf couldn't hear anyone. All she could hear was her own rapid breathing. Mangle was still fighting for control. The possessed DarkClanner watched Ghostpaw before snapping her jaws forward, about to bite his head. But just in the nick of time Mangle finally got control. She stopped midair, with her wicked fangs most likely hovering just around the apprentice's head. Her eye faded back down to its normal gold. The soldier skidded backwards, a shocked expression on her face. "[b]I-I'm sorry... I can't control it...    " She stammered, lowering her head, ears, and tail into a submissive position.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] GHOSTPAW ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] put down your sword and bow[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white]Talk about a close call. The feline was just about a moment away from losing a face. Ghostpaw's heart was practically running at one hundred miles per hour at this point. Once the soldier backed off, the traveler shakily got back onto his paws before stepping back a bit. He really should have listened to the two who advised that he back away.


    Apparently she couldn't control it? While he was still a bit shaken up from his near death experience, he felt like he had to forgive her. Ghost knew what it was like to not be in control. The vampire bit his lower lip before nodding at Mangle. [color=#fdff30]"A-Are you, uh, okay?" He asked yet again, almost unaware that he was repeating his previous question. Judging by the way she was stammering, it didn't seem like she was.
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