It was just a prank! ||open, Stormclanner on border|| I swear!

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    ♡ Clover
    [font=times new roman]Talk in Bold • Think in Italic • Attack in Underline • Interact in Normal


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    [justify][font=times new roman][color=#a2b1ff] Clover sat hidden under a bush, a string in her mouth. When she pulled this string, a marble would knock some flour into a bucket of water. The bucket of floured water would tip onto the victim, covering them in a gooey mess. Luckily, once that mess hardened it was easy to get out.
    She was doing this for a weekly task in StormClan.
    Hopefully SkyClan didn't mind.
    Now the just needed a victim or a few victims.

    [color=#a2b1ff][size=6pt](c) bear-chan


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    Oh boy. Fyre's roleplayer knows who this is. Sadly, the Griffin has no idea. As he walks, humming a tune, he realizes that something is off. Standing right under the bucket, he can't help but think that something is off. am I.... In danger..?

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    ♡ Clover
    [font=times new roman]Talk in Bold • Think in Italic • Attack in Underline • Interact in Normal


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    [justify][font=times new roman][color=#a2b1ff] Clover yanked the string and watched as her plan went into play. She watched the flour turn to goop in the water. Then as it dumped on the griffin. She jumped up, laughing and cheering. It worked! Hopefully he didn't mind.

    [color=#a2b1ff][size=6pt](c) bear-chan


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    Fyre shuts his eyes with a slight shiver of disgust as he feels the sticky substance get stuck in his fur and feathers. Opening his eyes, he sees Clover. "Oh, um.. That was quite.. Amusing." He mumbles, trying to get some of it off of himself.

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    Quite amusing? Kyu was trying - honestly, she was - to contain her laughter, but ultimately, she failed. "Wow! Are you alright, Fyre?" she asked, coming over as her laughter died down. "Oh, that's not gonna come out for a while."
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    Fyre sighs at the comment, shutting his eyes as he tries to whipe the goop off his face. "I'm fine.. But my feathers aren't." He mumbles, half spreading his wings to show the message.