The Clan of Dragon Feathers (Male superiority, some magicks)

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  • Autumn stepped back eyes wide. "I-I'm s-s-sorry." Her fearful nature returning.


    Lion stepped a little closer to Screech. "This slave will be up for auction soon. We just need to finish with Feather." He stressed auction to remind Screech that he was not the only one bidding for Misty.


  • Heather
    medicine cat.


    The she-cat covered her mouth. "I'm so sorry." She said, on repeat. "These are Holly berries, they can poison cats.." She said, murmuring, back to her previous experience with Holly berries. "They can be mistaken for poppy seeds, here. These are poppy seeds." She said, introducing a new flower, it had a dry poppy flower head.

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    IC
    "Nobodys gonna up that bid? Fine. Red she's all yours." The tom pushed her off the rock towards the eager tom,"Next up, this little flower..." the tom reached foward and yanked Misty foward.


    Her eyes swerved around, landing in screech before focusing on Lion


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  • Silver was getting tired of waiting. None was even interested so she once again skirted to the outsides, behind a few other she cats.


    Grey waited patiently with his tail flicking back and forth.


  • Stream
    slave.


    The she-cat sighed, a little disappointed of noone showing any interest with her. Looking around, she noticed Silver sitting just behind her. "S-so um, who do you think will pick you?" She asked, attempting to smile.

  • Silver snorted. "Ehh, no one. Everyone is interested in Feather or Misty." She sniffed, actually feeling a bit jealous. "And, it is taking forever." She whined


  • Stream
    slave.


    She nodded, jealous aswell. But she didn't want the leader; no, nobody wanted the leader. "W-well, Misty's suffering right now though.." She said, in Misty's defense.

  • Silver shrugged. "The leader can have up to 10 slaves, he could still choose more slaves." She pointed out and curled her tail around her paws

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    Running through the parking lot
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    IC
    Misty glanced away from the toms into the small pool of shecats


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    Running through the parking lot
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    IC
    Misty looked at Oak curiously


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  • Scrrech ignored the other cat's attempt to stop him. He pushed his way through the crowd towards the front. But they were right, he had no prey to bid with. He hissed and glared at the toms behind him, searching for an easy target. Maybe he could possibly snatch another cat's hoard.

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    Running through the parking lot
    [size=16pt]He chased me and he wouldn't stop[/size]


    IC
    Misty glared at Screech


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  • Oak looked at Screech crossly, knowing she couldn't help Misty. "Sorry."She murmered to her friend.


    Shred sighed. "Oak, please stop. Your going to get yourself hurt."He meowed.

  • Silver raised her head. "You know what, I am going," She meowed, tired of waiting.


    Grey noticed the look in Screeches eyes not wanting to anger him he tossed a squirrel and a mouse. "Here, just take these."

  • Lion sat over his prey proactively, knowing what Screech wanted to do. He had a large pile, and he would spend it all on Misty if he needed to. Not only because he felt pity for her, but Screech needed to learn a lesson.


    Autumn looked at the seeds, remembering hearing about them before. " Don't they make cats sleepy?"

  • Screech smirked in his approval of Grey throwing him a share of prey. The massive tom looked around the crowd, thinking that no other tom's where watching. Screech knocked down a small tom and swept away his prey and added it to his. Not even noticing Lion who was starring directly at him with a dangerous glare.



    (I'll just say it was some NPC tom)

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    Running through the parking lot
    [size=16pt]He chased me and he wouldn't stop[/size]


    IC
    Tuft looked up and felt sympathy for the leader. After all he was gonna buy Misty. Oh, the honour of your caught daughter being the Leaders slave! Tuft cleared his throat,"Hey Screech, take mine too. I think I'm too old for a slave." The older tom pushed his pile over


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  • Heather
    medicine cat.


    The she-cat nodded. "That's right, they help cats sleep." She said, smiling warmly at her 'apprentice'. "It also provides good amnesia if the cat is .. struggling with the medicine." She added, turning, and picking up the ivy leaves. "Let's head back, we can learn more on the way." She said, her smile still on her face.


    Stream
    slave.


    The she-cat blinked in surprise. "W-wait, how?" She asked, tilting her head at her friend.