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    The snow leopard let out a hiss as the blade peirced her skin, digging her claws into the earth. She was determined to stand her ground; soon, she would make a run for it, but it seemed they were still paying attention. Realising she should pretend to be weak, Himiko fell to her knees, grapsing her side. Yeah, it hurt like a bitch, but she was determined to widthstand a few more hits in order to make her look beat before grabbing flowerpup and running. Himiko held her tounge.



  • [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=verdana][align=justify]"Oh, okay, fun," the femme hummed, stepping forward and grinning down at Himiko. It was sad, really, that she was so weak. Seriously, she was doubled over after one hit from a knife? She should go live with Barb's parents and see how she fared. "Aw, you're the soft type, aren't 'cha, sweetheart?" she practically cooed, sauntering over toward the larger feline. "Maybe we can toughen you up a bit." With that, she lunged forward, grabbed her dagger from the leather choker around her throat, and aimed to press it against Himiko's shoulder. If successful, she would then drag it slowly down against the skin, a satisfied purr escaping her throat. "How's that, bitch?" she asked, tone suddenly lowered to a growl. Fucking Riverclanners, all the same; "Oh no, you hurt me, you're evil." "Anticlans are bad." Screw them.

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    She felt the warmth if the blood trickle down her shoulder as the dagger sliced down her shoulder. Himiko quickly raised her paw and aimed to give Barbara a swipe across her face in retaliation.. Looking down at her shoulder, she let out a sigh; it hurt like fuck and would definately scar. Screwing up her face as she applied pressure to the wound, the snow leopard turned to barbara. "I've had worse" she smirked. This was probably not a good thing to stay; her current wounds were already stinging, but she refused to admit even the slightest hint of defeay to bloodclan.



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    OOC:


    Current Character: Nami


    IC: In a knee-jerk reaction, the squirtle aimed to slap Himiko in return for trying to hit Barbara. "I know
    Riverclan is dull, I saw it firsthand, but don't forget who the one being kidnapped is." The Bloodclanner had spoken behind the
    slap. He didn't care how hypocritical that sounded, considering he'd done a similar same thing when he was captured. We should
    do this more often. Nami thought to himself, thoroughly enjoying this little bout of torture.
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    General:
    - Name: Nami
    - Gender: Male
    - Slight Sadistic Side
    - New Bloodclanner
    - Age: 14 moons

    Appearance:
    - Large Shiny Squirtle
    = Description:
    - Size: about 2 1/2 - 3 feet tall (larger than average Squirtle.)
    - Skin is a teal color.
    - Eyes: A warm reddish-brown.
    - Shell: His shell is a cool, light green.

    = Mutations:
    - Vampirism/Fangs: Can "Eat/Drink" blood.
    -OC link to reference (might not open in a new tab, so be careful
    .)
    Injuries:
    - None Right Now
    Powers/Abilities:
    [color=#DDA0DD]- Seeing/Absorbing Spirits: Can morph into a spirit's "body" not possession.
    - Conjuration
    - Scent and Sound Manipulation.
    - Fangs/Vampirism
    - Water Manipulation/Pelt/Skin
    Combat/Chat:
    - Powerful Physically and Mentally
    - Water Manipulation
    - Has a dagger he likes to use in battle
    - Also uses tail in battle.
    - Bold is used for talking
    - Italics are used thinking
    - Blue is for when I'm using powers
    - Use Green if you need my attention
    - Used Red to attack me
    - Ask for severe injury/kill/capture

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    Hey! Don't hurt her that's mean! Flower said wiggling in her vine tie. Her brown eyes shut as she watched her clanmate being hurt. It confused her and scared her. Why would anyone hurt someone else? Everyone lived here and why couldn't they just share without fighting?


  • [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=verdana][align=justify]Barbara grinned as the claws made contact with her flesh, but didn't wince. "Is that all ya got, babe?" she asked, tone returning to sickeningly sweet. Stepping back, the girl rolled her eyes and wiped the blood from her dagger onto her paw before sliding it back into her collar. "I'm sure you have," the girl mewed in faux support. Yeah, right. She was fairly sure most proclanners were sheltered. WHat did they know about pain? "Look, sweetheart, I wouldn't push it. This blade can do a lot more than simple cuts, if you know what I mean." In fact, she had salvaged it from a murder scene. So, apparently, it had taken lives. Pretty cool, huh? At Flowerpup's words, the female snorted. "Listen, buttercup, you're gonna see a lot more 'mean' stuff around here. Just be glad you're not part of it." Of course the threat was empty, but hopefully it'd scare the kid into shutting up. Children never shut up, did they? Perhaps that was a bit hypocritical of Barb to think, but whatever.


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    As Nami gave Himiko a slap in return, the snow leopard gave her a dirty look. Himiko, acting weak, was on the ground, shaking slightly. The wounds were gonna have to be healed soon or else they'd be infected. With the deep cut on her shoulder, she wondered how she'd fair running. Concerned that she might receive any wounds that would prevent her escape, Himiko decided now would be a good time.


    "She's not going to see any more" the snow leopard hissed before suddenly jumping to her feet and grabbing Flowerpup by the scruff. She had been in Bloodclan before, reluctantly, so she relied on her memory to try and find her way back to Riverclan. Stumbling slightly as the wounds stung, she took once last glance back to see if anyone was following her.



  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]He had not bothered to come here but he had listened to the things that were going on. A Riverclan child and Himiko had been captured. It was good to know that Bloodclan wouldn't hurt the kids but he held no want to witness the torture, to show his face. He just laid in the pyramid and listened, head on his paws as his clanmates did their jobs. It was what they did and there was no way he would stop them.

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    OOC:


    Current Character: Nami


    IC: Squirtles may be speedy compared to an actual turtle, but he's certainly not going to catch a leopard running
    full speed. Nami hopped up quickly, and spat out a beam of ice at the leopard. He hoped to at least give
    Himiko, one more reminder of Bloodclan.
    "I guess this is why they tell children not to play with their prey...
    Damn thing got away."
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    [spoiler=info]
    General:
    - Name: Nami
    - Gender: Male
    - Slight Sadistic Side
    - New Bloodclanner
    - Age: 14 moons

    Appearance:
    - Large Shiny Squirtle
    = Description:
    - Size: about 2 1/2 - 3 feet tall (larger than average Squirtle.)
    - Skin is a teal color.
    - Eyes: A warm reddish-brown.
    - Shell: His shell is a cool, light green.

    = Mutations:
    - Vampirism/Fangs: Can "Eat/Drink" blood.
    -OC link to reference (might not open in a new tab, so be careful
    .)
    Injuries:
    - None Right Now
    Powers/Abilities:
    [color=#DDA0DD]- Seeing/Absorbing Spirits: Can morph into a spirit's "body" not possession.
    - Conjuration
    - Scent and Sound Manipulation.
    - Fangs/Vampirism
    - Water Manipulation/Pelt/Skin
    Combat/Chat:
    - Powerful Physically and Mentally
    - Water Manipulation
    - Has a dagger he likes to use in battle
    - Also uses tail in battle.
    - Bold is used for talking
    - Italics are used thinking
    - Blue is for when I'm using powers
    - Use Green if you need my attention
    - Used Red to attack me
    - Ask for severe injury/kill/capture