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    Luna couldn't help butting in. "Actually, we all live on the roof of the barn. RoofClan." She mewed. Arrow turned to Siren. "How's Fladito? And Mescha? Anyone new? Fladito still trying to eat Beemo? Oh, how's Oscar? And SnowFlake? Oh, oh, Mescha's still on dry food, right?" He said this all very fast. Siren had a look of greif on his face. "Arrow..... Oscar's dead." He mewed, a shadow covering his face. Arrow gasped. "What? What about everyone else? Mescha, is he-" "Everyone else is fine. Arrow, would you like to come back to the twolegplace?" Siren asked, purring. Arrow looked at Luna, a look of acception on his face. Luna nodded. Arrow looked at Siren. "Yes. Yes I would." Both Siren and Arrow waved good-bye with their tails, and walked off into the sun-set.

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    So we chased off grassyface and his gang, now enderface is hurt real bad and arrow ruturned to being a kittypet; also we met this cat snakescar.

    "We are not a Clan," Tarka said, clearly disapproving. "We are much more than that. A Colony of cats bound together only by bond. No rules. No code. We are free cats, loyalty or devotion is not demanded, but earnt. We come from different places and have different beliefs, and each of us are all equally important in rank and in who we are." Tarka blinked at her companions. "We are so much more than a Clan."

    Frostbite quietly turned towards Tarka, her tail flickering in confusion. "What are we, if we're not a Clan then?" she asked slowly. She wanted to see what Tarka had to say. "Clearly not a tribe?" she added.

    Tarka smiled. "We are a Colony."


    Ooc: A Colony is a group of feral cats who gather together, especially where there's food. The queens look after eachother's kits and they all feed together. Safety in numbers, y'know?

    Falcon nodded and shot off, returning a few moments later with a wad of cobwebs. "So, how do I do this?" He asked, looking up at Frostbite with earnest dark blue eyes. Moon purred, stroking her tail down Enderface's flank, much like a fretting mother. "We already are a family." The silver she-cat mewed. "We don't have to be a Clan, or a Colony. We will always have each other."

    Tarka smiled. "Yep. We're a big family group, and we'll always have eachother." She sat down, then started licked her shoulder.

    enderface lightly smiled "its good to have a famliy agin"he mewed as he slowly tried to get up

    "Stay down." Moon's voice was quiet, but firm. "You need to rest, Enderface, and let your wounds heal."

    enderface nodded and laid back down "should we go back to the barn incase my brother is still around"he meowed

    "I think there are enough of us to be able to chase off Grassyface and the other two." Falcon purred, slowly dabbing cobwebs onto the worst of Enderface's wounds, glancing up at Frostbite every now and then to make sure he was doing it right.
    "Besides." Moon added. "Those poppy seeds will have made you sleepy."

    enderface twitched as the webs where put on his cuts enderface nodded "grassyface has more members in his gang"he meowed softly as he looked around