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    Fox slipped out of the nursery and shook out her ginger fur. She saw Blade and padded over to her. "Hello," she mewed, dipping her head to her.

    Blade nodded her head, acknowledging Fox. She padded to the fresh-kill pile. She gave a satisfied growl-type of purr as she saw the fresh-kill pile was up to her neck. She was satisfied with all she had done with her new clan so far but she needed more slaves. She felt that the two she had were getting tired of all the work because they had to do it themselves. Not that she cared, really, but she needed more before they died.

    Precipice stepped out of the crossbones den and arched her back, stretching out her muscles that had become stiff from lying down so long. The ground was wet, as it frequently rained in this region, and today was no exception. The graceful she-cat simply ignored the moisture and began washing her paws, her slitted green eyes watching Blade from afar.

    Jet turned to blade and meowed," We need more slaves, or they'll die and we'll have to do the work ourselves."

    Blade took a look at Jet. "You think I don't know that?" She asked.
    She then took a nice juicy rabbit from the fresh-kill pile and ate it right in front of the slave's den, hoping to make their mouths water. They weren't supposed to be fed for another day.

    Fox padded over to Jet. "Maybe we should go looking in the twoleg place for some runaways?' she suggested.

    Precipice shifted her gaze onto Jet and watched her for a bit as well. She soon felt the pull of hunger at her belly, but did nothing to stop it. The pain was bearable and she sort of got a thrill out of testing her limits. The she-cat glanced up at the sky and knew it would be night in a few more hours. She looked forward to hunting in he cover of darkness, loved feeling sense of power over her prey. They never knew what hit them when she struck. Never even had a chance. Precipice thought about this for awhile, then sat up on her haunches and began walking over to the other she-cats. "Evening," she mewed without emotion, peeking into the slaves den to see their reaction to food. "Poor, starved beasts," she said with a cruel laugh.

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    Fox gasped as she felt a strong kick in her belly and dug her claws into the ground.

    Snake looked at Precipice "Maybe you should put this food where your mouth is. It'll make you shut up. I don't care if your a she-cat your just like the others, an ugly, snotty, rat." the only one he did not find like that was Jet. He spat and flicked his tail irritably.

    Blade nodded to Precipice as well. She saw she was hungry and shook her head. If the she-cats went hungry how would they fight off the slaves when they attacked? She flicked her tail to the fresh-kill pile, ordering Precipice to eat. She turned back to Fox. "Yes, we should got out to look for the likes of the nasty." She said with menacing joy. She turned to Snake, hissing in his face with delight. "Looks like this tom needs to be taught a lesson." She growled. "Jet, go get him. We need to tear up any toms who back-talk us."
    Just so you know, Owltalon, any toms who back-talk will get seriously injured by the she-cats.

    Fox hissed through her teeth in pain and whispered to Blade. "I think that it's time," and then padded as calmly into the nursery as possible.

    ooc:I know. He doesn't like being bossed around XD


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    Snake looked at Blade "Fine." he hissed. "Let her attack me."

    Without a sound, dark ebony claws unsheathed as Jet looked Snake up and down. Out of no where, she slid forward quickly, aiming to rake her claws down his side.

    Fox spun around as her Clanmate attacked Snake. She flinched, because she really thought Snake was a good cat, just a little tough on the outside.

    Snake flinched at the sudden pain of claws raking his side. He didn't budge.

    Blade saw Fox wince and looked at her through narrowed eyes.


    "Feeling sorrow for the tom?" She hissed.


    She flicked her tail irritably and followed Fox into the nursing den, having training as a healer.

    Jet herself didn't really want to hurt Snake. But Jet wasn't going to challenge Blade. Yet. So to finish up the 'lesson', Jet raked her claws down his other side.

    Fox straitened indignantly. "Of course not," she growled. She flopped down in her nest when another wave of pain hit her.