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  • Her mother was gone, and judging from how every other RiverClanner was on edge about her captor, she knew she had to do something.


    The kitten had hastily prepared a summoning circle, her blood on the prey that she had stolen from the pile while no one was looking. For someone so innocent and naive about the world, none could expect such an anger from her. But her eyes were fiery, a growl was threatening to spill from her throat, and the fur underneath her cloak was bristling in every which direction.


    She struck a match with her mouth and placed it on the offering, hoping this would grab her attention soon.


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    //ah sorry for theclate reply.


    The hell hound had been having a simple day just by herself. But then she had felt that she was being summoned. She had came out of the circle and noticed that Nebula had called for her. She sighed as she hoped this was important. She looked down at her. "Nebula. What have you summoned me for? If it's for sympathy I must warn you. I cannot express emotions." of course she could but she had recently lost the majority of her emotions.
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  • "Figured, which is why this was for war instead." Nebulacub said, her voice curt as her claws prickled against the ground. "My Clan is going to war with ShadowClan. I'm..I'm going too, but I'll need protection. I'll need help." Her muscles bunched up as her fur bristled softly. She felt like she was going to lose her grip on her emotions, but crying in front of the demon was never a good idea. "I need you. And I don't care how bloody you make it.."


    IC: Sa'll good my dude!