"yes indeed" replied Elm. He bounded up Sky-Elm and called out "All cats join me around Sky-Elm". He waited patiently.
❊ЄlmÇlan❊ RP Thread!
- Tigers
- Closed
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granite had carfully killed the rabid squirrel he was carring it in to the camp as the meeting was called
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Tiger sat at the base of the Sky-Elm, knowing that she was likely to be called up to speak.
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Fleck caught site of the squirle granite was carrying "HEY, DROP THAT!" she yoweled
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she spat it out "i know its rabid! ive been careful i came to report it" scraping fur out of her mouth
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"But your not supposed to put it in your mouth you could catch the sickness!" she mewed worriedly
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" i did no peirce skin and i was holding it by its tail so i think ill be ok" she said crossly
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She blinked not trying to hide her doubt.
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she relizered what could happened if she was wrong "but ill go clean my mouth just in case" she mewed as she padde out of camp grabing the mouse between her claws to go bury it
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She blinked.
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lol
granite blinked
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She blinked again.
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granite returned to the camp and looked at the leader
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Fleck turned her attention to elm
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Elm blinked. Then said "Okay! We figured out that a lot of the prey is rabid! And i guess that means that we are going to starve, we can try to kill the infected prey, but we might get infected ourselves! Do any of you have suggestions?"
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granite raised her voice " we can trap the infected prey so they cant spred th infection!"
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"how about leading the prey to another area or finding the sourse.."
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"the source is the infected prey, when they bite something it spreads,but they eventaly die from the diesis so let trap them and wait till they die
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ooc: any of you wanna sacrifice your self?
Shift panted as he ran into camp "he said there's so many...." he gasped. "To many....rabid...". Shift stared wildly at the camp the corners of his mouth edged with foam.
Elm yowled in surprise.
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Tiger unsheathed her claws. "Sorry, Shift. This is for your own good!" she yowled, slipping a single Deathberry on her claw and stuffing it in Shift's mouth.