Misery is Thy Name, and Love is Thy Game//BloodClan She-Cats Only

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    [size=72pt]Silverscar[/size]


    [size=8]Thorns wrapped tightly in a barrier around the path along which a silver-and-black ticked
    tom cat prowled. Eyes, the color of ice and just as chilled, glowered at everything that
    the tom passed. From flowers to squirrels to even other cats, nothing could escape the
    frozen stare of the BloodClan warrior known as Silverscar. He was searching for some-
    thing, a particular something. Or, rather, a particular someone. He was looking for a
    mate, a cat that could bare his kits. He wanted someone who could bring him the pride
    of being a father, that could give him a son and, yes, even a daughter. He didn't care
    which he had, just that he had one to claim as his offspring. And to achieve that goal of
    his, he would, first of all, need a mate.

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    Orangebelly, a pretty orange tabby with orange eyes, was sunning in the weak sun. Her pelt rippled in the light breeze as she closed her eyes. She was slender but strong and had a very hard pads. As a kit she grew up near a gorge but was found and taken prisoner by BloodClan. As she grew up in the clan the accepted her and she became a full-fledged member of the clan. The she-cat was soon trusted by many and she grew to be a loyal and honored member of the clan.


    [size=72pt]Silverscar[/size]



    A flash of orange caught the tom's eyes, and he crouched down to peer through
    a gap in the the thorn barrier. The tip of his tail flicked slightly as he observed the
    she-cat who had joined the Clan all those moons ago, eyes narrowing to mere slits.
    She was a strong specimen, he had to admit. And she was rather pretty... Deciding
    she would make an excellent mate, he started digging at the ground enough that
    he could slip through the opening with snagging too much of his fur.

    [align=center][font=times new roman]Put your heart in it.
    You can go the distance.
    Me And You Against The World.
    Sky is the limit.
    Push to the finish.
    Me And You Against The World.
    We did it for love.
    We tried and we won.
    We'll never give up.
    It's Me And You Against The World.




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    She lifted her head at the sond of paws scratching the ground. "Hello?" the she-cat called toward Silverscar. "Who's there?" She rose to her paws and unsheathed her claws, preparing for a possible ambush or attack. She looked around, scenting the air and sighed in relief. The cat she smelled was BloodClan and she sheathed her claws and relaxed her tensed muscles. "Show yourself." she demanded.


    [size=72pt]Silverscar[/size]



    "No need to be so demanding, Orangebelly," the irritable tom sighed, rolling
    his eyes a little. "I'm not one to kill a cat from my own Clan." As he talked,
    he wiggled his way to the other side of the thorn wall, slipping his narrow shoulders
    through Mother Nature's claws with tuft of fur being pulled from his pelt. "Besides,
    I'm allowed to walk through here just as much as you are."

    [align=center][font=times new roman]Put your heart in it.
    You can go the distance.
    Me And You Against The World.
    Sky is the limit.
    Push to the finish.
    Me And You Against The World.
    We did it for love.
    We tried and we won.
    We'll never give up.
    It's Me And You Against The World.




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    "Well sorry for defending myself." she said crossly.


    [size=72pt]Silverscar[/size]



    "Is your nose broken? I would have thought you could tell it was me merely
    by my scent,"     Silverscar sniffed indignantly, sitting down heavily. His heavy weight
    sent up a small puff of dust, but he gave no notice towards it.

    [align=center][font=times new roman]Put your heart in it.
    You can go the distance.
    Me And You Against The World.
    Sky is the limit.
    Push to the finish.
    Me And You Against The World.
    We did it for love.
    We tried and we won.
    We'll never give up.
    It's Me And You Against The World.




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    "Sorry, I was trying to sleep." she said sarcastically, looking at him with her glowing eyes. "Whats up?" she asked awkwardly, looking at him. "Usually don't see you around here."


    [size=72pt]Silverscar[/size]



    "I was hunting," the ticked tabby shrugged, though he did not say what
    he was hunting. That was on a need-to-know basis, and Orangebelly did
    not need to know. After all, it might likely scare her away, and that
    would never do him any good.

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    [align=center][font=times new roman]Put your heart in it.
    You can go the distance.
    Me And You Against The World.
    Sky is the limit.
    Push to the finish.
    Me And You Against The World.
    We did it for love.
    We tried and we won.
    We'll never give up.
    It's Me And You Against The World.




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    She dipped her head in slightly. "Oh, I didn't know." she said awkwardly. "Have you had much
    Luck with your hunt?"     she asked him, looking at her soft white-toed paws. The small BloodClan
    warrior blinked her soft olive-green eyes, looking up at Silverscar. The tom was much larger
    than her and towered over her and which kinda intimidated her. She didn't know this tom like she
    knew some of her clanmates. She never really talked to Silver scar so it was impossible to know
    his personality.


    [size=72pt]Silverscar[/size]



    "Not yet," he answered the she-cat, flicking his scarred ear. His icy gaze
    watched her, catching even the tiniest of movements as he had learned
    to do while watching for his father as a kit. His past was rough, one he
    did not like to share, and it made him untrusting. That being said,
    he also never let another cat anywhere near him--in a social,
    emotional, and mental sense.

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