Not all who wander are lost (Open to all)

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    Talisman smiled, "Food's currency. Shelta's currency. De ability t'come and t'go as I please is currency. T'ain't dat hard t'pay me off."


    However, the vixen laid her ears back, taking a more serious tone, "A' course, I ain't de one who yo' need t'worry 'bout. De Powers, dey don' take kindly t'bein' abused or cheated. T'be granted a boon, dat boon mus' be earned. So if yo' want somet'in', yo' betta' be damn shoor yo' deserve it b'fore yo' ask magic t'get it for yo'."


    The small vixen wrapped her thick-furred tail around her forelegs, "Say, for example, a cat dat demanded magic in exchange for de freedom of a vix' dat done her no wrong? Dat migh' not end so well for de cat."

    Now that was a catch. Did Radiantpaw deserve it? Well, maybe she hadn't murdered anybody, but she had frightened her mother half to death by leaping in front of her from a tree. That was the only thing she could recall, though...maybe Radiantpaw just hadn't lived enough days for that. "I- I'm not the one to decide that. Willowpelt? Should we get Hawkstar and Whitetail, or..." she mewed.

    Deerhoof lunged at te fox. "What the hell are you doing here!?" He yowled.



    OOC: Yay, I got a run-in with Tailsman.

    "Wait, Deerhoof!" Greenbriar yowled. "This fox is offering us magic! Don't hurt her!"

    "Ok." meowed Deerhoof.



    OOC: Tailsman is a girl? I thought she was a boy!!! :P!

    Willowpelt had dugged her claws into the ground, as She nodded her head at the appretince. Her green eyes were locked on the fox as she though of magic. "What will it do for us" She asked, blinking at the warrior had aimed to attack.


    "Get off her, now." She ordered Deerhoof.

    Talisman gave the yowling, threatening tomcat a look of cold disdain, flattening her ears in offense. When she spoke again, her friendly tone had left, replaced by one with an edge of ice to it, "Maybe I shoul' jes' go, if yo' cats can't hol' a conversation wit'out resortin' t'threats every ot'a word. I ain't been not'in' but nice, and I gettin' raw treatment for it."


    She got to her paws, "I met scruffy sewer-cats dat had better manners."


    OOC: Sorry, Snorlax. Only the first person in the thread to make a legitimate roleplay post gets the badge. It used to be that everyone got it, but then every single thread she was in got flooded out by people making one-sentence posts just to get the badge.


    :) So to get the badge, you have to be the first person to make a long-ish post in a thread with Talisman. Keep your eye out for new threads.

    "I'm sorry about that, Talisman. You have given us an offer, and have been tender to us. I appoligize." Radiantpaw mewed, trying to be formal about the whole thing.

    Tornadopaw stared at Tailisman, for a "Killer Fox" she didnt look scary, "Why are you here?" The large grey tom hissed, unseathing his claws. He inched closer, his yellow eyes ablaze with anger, "Hurt one cat and I'll kill you" he growled, ready, waiting, waitinf for Talisman to mess up and hurt a cat, then, he'd kill her.

    "Thornpaw, please don't antagonize her. She is offering us a deal and does not wish to be threatened," Greenbriar mewed.

    "She's a talking fox. Keep an open mind." Then she turned to Talisman. "Though perhaps you could give us a demonstration?"

    Greenbriar shot him a reproachful glare. Talisman wouldn't appreciate such rudeness, she was sure.