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    [font=georgia]kids! ugh, he hated them for their curiosity at times. after being prodded and poked for what seemed like the umpteenth time, the male let out a not too friendly noise that was kind of like a hissing growl. it was clear he wasn't happy. dapplebreeze, get your cohort of kitties to back off. i'd hate to roll over on them. he grumbled, determined to try get some sleep. after the comment about mouse bile briar tensed up a little as he was getting annoyed, but really he was preparing to retaliate as well. as soon as he heard the queen's whispers about going to the elder's den, he'd had it. the male twisted and sprang up from his spot and attempted to pin her down. if he succeeded, the male would proceed to snap somewhat quietly back at her. i am not going in there if i can help it. i'm gonna go down fighting or not at all. and i am most definitely not going to be an elder before you. the elder's den was, to him, like digging yourself a hole and waiting to die in it. he wasn't one to let death come without doing something with himself. being an elder wouldn't let him do that.



    [spoiler=tags][font=georgia][u]general:
    •briarstorm
    •formerly known as thomas
    •senior warrior
    •traditional thunderclan
    •male
    •seventy three moons
    •npc xx npc


    [u]physical:
    •brown tabby with brown eyes
    •has several scars dotted around his body and nicks in his ears
    •[color=white]large and muscular with a kinked tail from a previous break


    [u]interactions:
    •[color=white]hard difficulty
    •[color=white]non-threatening actions may be powerplayed ( e.g healing )
    •[color=white]if attacking, put name in [color=grey]bolded grey
    •[color=white]no kill, maim or capture without permission

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    [justify][font=kalinga][size=9pt]Dapplebreeze opened tilted her head to the side in interest as Briarstorm mentioned something about a "cohort of kitties." She was about to open her mouth and ask him what in StarClan that was supposed to mean, when suddenly he was up and pinning her down on the ground. Her eyes widened in shock as he began practically snarling at her, but it quickly changed to amusement. She laughed and gently batted at his belly with her hind legs, claws sheathed, rough enough to tell him to get off but not to actually move him anywhere.


    [b]"Alright, alright, truce," she said with a laugh. But it was all to hide the real surprise that she felt at what had just happened. In fact, if she were going to admit it, he even scared her a bit. She hadn't thought that he had thought so strongly about the whole situation, and she was sort of burning in shame. But of course, she would die before she ever admitted to being ashamed. So instead she played it off, tried to act as if this whole thing was nothing.


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    TAGS || Updated 08.10.16

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 95%; color: white;][justify]Scarface entered the scene, staying in the back. The queen and old warrior were almost liked wrestling kits for a second. Almost. She still didnt like Dapple but enjoyed the grump's presence. Her ears had perked when she heard the 'sleepy kitties belong in the Elder's den.' She smiled, tru tru tru. "Feel free to join me any time in the elder's den, Briar. With or without being an elder, you're still welcomed." She paused, mouthing "you can sleep in peace over there. Its wayy better than sleeping in those hard-ass beds."
    She turned to the kits and smiled, flicking her tail in greetings.
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    [justify][font=euphemia][size=9pt]Sure, Dapplebreeze had called a truth. And true, Dapplebreeze despised Scarface. But at this moment, she couldn't help but to like the she-cat a bit at her comment. She smiled smugly up at Briarstorm, tilting her head in interest, waiting for his response to that. Also, for him to get off of her.


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    [font=georgia]with a satisfied 'hmpfff' sort of noise, the grizzled warrior retreated and retook his seat. his back hadn't liked him much for that but it wasn't like he cared too much. it was worth it to prove a point after all....anything was worth that. at scarface's comment, briar gave her a slight smile. not enough of one to get anyone worried or anything like that. just enough to show his appreciation for the elder. thanks, i might come do that if my naps ain't gonna stay naps out here. he replied in a grateful manner.



    [spoiler=tags][font=georgia][u]general:
    •briarstorm
    •formerly known as thomas
    •senior warrior
    •traditional thunderclan
    •male
    •seventy three moons
    •npc xx npc


    [u]physical:
    •brown tabby with brown eyes
    •has several scars dotted around his body and nicks in his ears
    •large and muscular with a kinked tail from a previous break


    [u]interactions:
    •hard difficulty
    •[color=white]non-threatening actions may be powerplayed ( e.g healing )
    •[color=white]if attacking, put name in [color=grey]bolded grey
    •[color=white]no kill, maim or capture without permission