A tattered gown, and a kingdom of ash. [ Open ]

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    Ai had collected her first npc capture, the small diluted calico tossed the captured riverclan apprentice into the fighting pit with a small smile. Ene was the one leading the charge as of late when it came to this. The male identifying personality drew their body on top of a higher table smiling down to the group around them. ``HEY BLOODCLAN! Do we got a show tonight~! All the way from the fishclan here and live, Who's ready, who's watching, because tonight only we'll see this lovely fish face fight against a strong, diligent badger! Now come along and place your bets. Best to hurry along, they ain't gonna be living for long!`` The small one cheered, they had seemed Toboa do something like this before and was excited to try their turn at it. The npc within the pit seemed scared enough, good. The badger had moved it way into the pit, the show will now truly begin.



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    *:･ﾟ✦ COUGARSTAR

    — kicking ass and taking names | tags *:･ﾟ✦

    The scent of Riverclan drew the goddess near, long tail lashing gently behind a ridged spine and cruel shoulder blades as she pushed herself within the dwellings. A cold gaze of dull emotional pain hooked upon the apprentice. The sight of her former clan caused the she-cat to stop in her tracks, standing tall as her chin lifted, eyes lowering upon this capture. His wild eyes capturing upon the militant as if calling out for help. He knew her, yet she didn't help him. Swallowing, her muscles tensed.


    Emotion is weakness. Emotion is weakness. Emotion is weakness.


    The words crawled through her mind, causing Cougarstar's horrible glare to narrow as she turned away from his silent plea for help. In turn, coming to take a seat. Features twisting upon the child, "my, my, Ai," she greeted, "I underestimated you," she rumbled, the twist of a crooked smile hooking upon one cheekbone as she cast a simple nod her way as if congratulating her. "My bets are on the badger. Riverclan apprentices are nothing more than cowards anyways."


    "Speech."