Deepest bluest (vannie) my hat is like a shark’s fin

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    Lorcan (Silent/Fierce)/Male/19 moons/Seychellois (albino)/Deputy/Cannibal/mute


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    IC: The Deputy never really strayed too far from the city. But today was different. He’d gone past the moors, where WindClan resided, and somehow found himself past the towering rocks, and into a foggy area he’d never been before.


    The scent of an unknown clan (DarkClan) hit his nose and he paused there momentarily.


    Fresh scars littered his form from a fight he’d been in a couple days ago, his left ear having been torn. But no matter.


    The hunt was on. He’d sample the delicacy of a new clan cat, one he hadn’t really been into contact with since The War.


    Cats of DarkClan origins. His tongue flashed over ivory fangs as he prowled through the darkness pelt making him appear to be a ghost.

    vannie



  • Turtlefur sat alone near the border, crying softly. Her family were all dead, sh had no friends, no mate. She felt so alone in this big world. She looked really pretty when she cried, but she was always pretty. She was very sad.

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    Lorcan (Silent/Fierce)/Male/19 moons/Seychellois (albino)/Deputy/Cannibal


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    IC: The sound if sobbing filled his ears as he prowled the terrain, soon finding a rather pretty female literally crying her eyes out. Well.. maybe not literally...


    An easy kill..


    Yet he found himself hesitating.


    Taboa was gone, though their love may have been one sided, mostly him giving her presents. That was it. Presents a clan cat would not appreciate. The skulls and bones of kills, of cats. Taboa had adored them, but didn’t ever give him anything in return. And then she was just... gone.


    He slowly sauntered up next to her, wishing he could tell her just how pretty she was, which was so very far unlike Lorcan.



  • Turtlefurs cries slowed a little when she heard someone approach. Looking up, she saw an unfamiliar tom. He was different looking, but sort of handsome. However, he was downwind so she couldn't smell him. "Oh hi there... I'm Turtlefur, who are you?" She asked, not knowing he was mute.

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    Lorcan (Silent/Fierce)/Male/19 moons/Seychellois (albino)/Deputy/Cannibal


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    IC: Her cries slowly died down as she glanced up at him.


    “Oh hi there... I’m Turtlefur, Who are you?”


    Of course he couldn’t answer this verbally, but at least he did try to with his thoughts..


    I am Lorcan, and you are very pretty looking...


    This cat would probably easily refill the giant hole in his heart. Possibly.


    His eyes roamed over her form, drinking her in. Why was someone this magnificent out here crying?


    His stomach growled, reminding why he even came this way. Reinforced claws flashed in the dim lighting, teeth baring into a snarl.


    Sadly, your beauty seems to be getting you no freedom...