ready, aim, FIRE [o, spooky stuff on the border]

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    Hanging from the trees were burning animals, hung by vines, tied by NPC birds and monkeys, only a part of them burned for now because they were dipped in tar and lit up. There would be time to untie the animals and put out the fire by the time Brokencrown was gone. A look of horror was on the NPC Sunclanner's faces as they stared at nothing, and they appeared to be bleeding out through their stomachs, which were stuffed full of little mushrooms and other poisonous plants. More tar was burning the shape of a smiley face, the only clue that someone was actually here and did this was the light scent of Thunderclan. Trotting away quickly back to his clan, Broken wore a proud smirk as he ventured home.


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    [justify][sub] "Stay back, kids," Kavinsky warned solemnly to anyone in the vicinity; he really didn't want to have to deal with any children being traumatized by the sight of all this garbage on the border. The wolf shifted into his basilisk body and began tearing at the ropes that strung up the bodies, long neck craning to reach without being burned.

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    [size=5pt](C)TICCI[/size]
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    Petalbreeze Schistostega

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    Petalbreeze Schistostega - Female - Sunclan - Knight
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    The scent of burning tar hit the she-cat, and she wrinkled her nose, following her clanmates, she stared, wide-eyed at the scene. "Oh my," the she-cat said quietly, shrinking away. It was absolutely awful, how could someone do something like this?


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    [justify][sub] "Like I should know. It smells faintly of... Thunderclan, or something similar. I wouldn't trust any premonitions until we discuss it with them - something seems off about all of this. It was completely unprovoked." The monstrous beast crowed softly, letting the bodies to the ground carefully. His head flicked to the side, however, in response to Cain's shriek. He watched her drag the body away with narrowed eyes, and tuned in with his heightened senses to hear the sound of ripping flesh and smell the exposure of more fresh organs. He stormed after her, giving an angry screech from his gullet as she rounded the corner again. "Cain. It's not in my place to scold, being that I'm not even in a position of power, but I should expect more form the assistant deputy when handling the bodies of our deceased clanmates. You have too many looking up to you to slip up like that!" What complicated, complicated feelings this friendship held.

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 450px][font=georgia]Well then, Jayden was absolutely soon to smack the sh-t out of her mother. Well, most likely gonna tell Kiryuin to do it; since Kiry couldn't... die? Her single azure ocular narrowing at her mother, as her angelic wings gave an hard slap to her side.


    "[color=lightblue]I s-swear to g-god Cain. S-Stop be-ing idio-tic, in t-these sit-tuations."


    The former Assistant deputy would respond coldly, her light azure oculars turning to slits as she spoke up; child or not. Jayden had been a responsible adult; she didn't just got eat her clan-mates for goddamn fun.

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    The scene brought back her memories of the murders...
    She remembered the mutilated bodies of her Clanmates scattered throughout the territory, many of them... Perhaps up to a hundred, their bodies mutilated and ripped apart. To see someone doing this to their own Clanmate instead of treating them with the respect they deserved, it was too much. This girl was almost as bad as Hostesscupcakes, she swore it. "How could you?" the words escaped the fem's lips in a whisper, though she screamed it internally, boiling with rage.
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    [justify]"You tore them to pieces!" The mythical creature screeched, feathers around his throat lifting and his leathery wings beating at the air. "What're you going to do now, then, Cain? Bottle up all the pieces in a pretty little urn and put it on your mantle? No - you don't have enough respect for a fellow Sunclanner to even give them that honor."


    [sub]/i always feel bad when my characters blow up ;-;

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    Okay, now Blacklight was pissed. She whirled around to face Cain's receding form, her fur bristling and tail lashing. "Are you really just going to walk away!? You're really just going to walk away after you've done this!?" she snarled, in disbelief that someone would do this to their own Clanmate.
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    Spiderpaw lurked in the shadows, smirking to herself. She had seen what happened, but why would she tell them? They were her ENEMIES. She laughed to herself. Death was truly beautiful. As she watched the grizzly bear her laugh got louder. She liked her. With a flick of her tail she disappeared deeper in a place she wasn't supposed to be in.


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