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  • "What is that horrible sound? God you too can't sing," Came the irritated call of Prettypaw as sh padded up to the sisters, a disgusted look upon her maw. "Wow," She added rolling her eyes, she had never heard something so distasteful in her life, but that was probably because she was not a music person, no, she preferred to play with love not songs or instruments of any kind.

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    Parachii's cinnamon calico pelt was hardly invisible on the sandy desert ground, but she still pretended it was. The late three-mooner kept casting glances at Prettypaw. She knew she was only a kit, but she was quite sure she could still be here. When she wasn't looking for Kingdomkit, she was watching the borders from her little hollows. And look what turned up! A couple little singers. She watched Prettypaw. Would Prettypaw let them in, fight them? What was going on anyway?
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    Parachii straighened up. What's it to you? she asked Song telepathically. She padded over.
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  • ooc} Parachii, you have permission to use telepathy <3


    ic}
    'Don't answer them, don't answer them. Let me do the talking, I have a secret weapon,' She thought staring at the calico that just joined them, of course she knew that nobody but Demonicpaw had been granted with telepathy so her efforts were fruitless. Sighing she looked at Song and Diamond, a bored expression upon her face, "I will be fighting with a good friend of mine, now give me a moment to go fetch him, this should be interesting," She said with a purr.

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    ooc; Was that a question? I'm confused.
    ic; Parachii sent her a silent look of understanding. "I'll watch them." she mewed aloud.
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  • ooc} no, i think i was giving you permission. -is confused now as well-


    ic}
    Prettypaw shot a smile in her direction and darted off, heading towards the camp where she was almost positive her lover would be lurking.


    ooc} have to go eat dinner, low muse when i'm hungry </3

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    ooc; Permission for what now?!
    ic; Parachii turned back to Song and Diamond and sat down.
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  • The hellish tom appeared over a small sand dune, his molten lava gaze abruptly landing upon Song and Diamond. Flicking his tail, a grin smiled over his face as he spotted his lover, Prettypaw. Trotting down the dune, his always narrowed gaze flashed with a mix of emotions. "What seems to be the problem?" he cooed, his deep voice ripping through the air.

  • ooc} for telepathy earlier. xD Sorry about that.


    ic}
    "These two wanna become part of Bloodclan and unless you born and raised within it's ranks you must battle one of the residents until they deem you worthy, that is what you had to do," She quickly said, her green eyes filled with happiness upon seeing him. "Short story is that I want to battle with you, 'kay?" She said glancing back at the two newcomers/

  • 'They surely look like pieces of fresh meat to me. Their singing is terrible. I could hear it all the way back in camp,' he thought in a good manner towards her. "I see. And yeah, sure," he chuckled, his lava gaze glittering with amusement.

  • 'Your totally right, you should heard what I told them,' She thought happily, glancing over at him. Turning to the two she-cat she slyly grinned, "Even though I promised to be nice to everyone...Well, your gonna be an exception. We fight when Demonicpaw is ready," She said unsheathing her ivory claws.

  • OOC: I know c: It's just Demonicpaw's opinion.


    IC: 'Let's surprise them. If we suddenly attack, they won't be expecting it. They won't be able to react in time. It's two against two, and we are experience more so, so we have a slightly higher chance of beating them,' he could with a cold smirk on his face. Suddenly, he charged forward, aiming to slash Songs throat. His attack was quick, and well aimed, precise timing was key.

  • Prettypaw nodded and lunged, aiming to throw Diamond off balance, her moves were clean and short and she didn't waste anytime pondering what to do. Smirking she let the more monstrous blood craving side of her be released.

  • Ha, how pathetic. He dodged easily, chuckling. "If your so skilled than why are your moves so weak and off aim?" he taunted, lashing his tail. Whipping his head around quickly, he aimed to snap his jaws around Songs throat.


  • [size=4]YOU THINK I'M PRETTY[/size]
    [size=1]without any makeup on[/size]
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    Prettypaw dodged the attack, her green eyes blazing with anger. A malicious grin curved her lips though giving her an insane appearance. The brown and white ticked tabby attempted to lash out at Diamond, hoping to scratch her flank and eyes. "Go to hell," She whispered with great joy.

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    WORDS COUNT 49
    STATUS/MOOD P*ssed.
    NOTES Saving up for Emotion Manipulation.
    THEME SONG Teenage Dream by Katy Perry
    CREDIT MADE BY CC! OF CAUTION 2.0.


  • [size=4]YOU THINK I'M PRETTY[/size]
    [size=1]without any makeup on[/size]
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    Prettypaw winced when the attack landed and a few beads of blood sprouted. It stung like hell but she did not move, "Your mother f*****!" She cursed loudly, aiming to land a powerful blow on Diamond's face, praying to whatever religion she believed in to let it hit. "You are a little b****! You deserve to burn there, not come back!" She adding, now attempting to nip Diamond's ear.

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    WORDS COUNT 68
    STATUS/MOOD Hurt.
    NOTES Saving up for Emotion Manipulation.
    THEME SONG Teenage Dream by Katy Perry
    CREDIT MADE BY CC! OF CAUTION 2.0.

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  • [size=4]YOU THINK I'M PRETTY[/size]
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    Oh god, that attack hurt.


    When the blow was delivered Prettypaw staggered back, gasping for breath and on the verge of collapsing, yet she didn't instead, she dug her claws into sand for balance and took a couple deep breaths, but this pain would not go away. Wincing she glared at Diamond and half ran half limped over to her to attempt to send another blow towards her face.

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    WORDS COUNT 71
    STATUS/MOOD Hurt, about to pass out.
    NOTES Saving up for Emotion Manipulation.
    THEME SONG Teenage Dream by Katy Perry
    CREDIT MADE BY CC! OF CAUTION 2.0.


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    One minute everything clear, and the next she was in pain, her world slowly becoming dark and fuzzy. Her mind was buzzing and all she could recall was a claw being hooked at her neck. Pain filled her body but she managed to screech out a sentence, "Demonicpaw...Send them to he-" She broke off with a shiver before the pain sent her into a state of unconsciousness.

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    WORDS COUNT Too lazy to do this.
    STATUS/MOOD In pain, about to fall into a state of unconsciousness.
    NOTES Saving up for Emotion Manipulation.
    THEME SONG Teenage Dream by Katy Perry
    CREDIT MADE BY CC! OF CAUTION 2.0.

  • OOC: Your cat can't dodge all the blows, just a heads up. It's powerplaying c:


    IC: "You're going to regret what you just did," he snarled, his demonic form taking over. Once again the demon rose again and he turned dangerously. He let out a demonic scream, charging towards the two cats. He aimed multiple lashes to both their throats. Snarling he twisted and turned, his jaws aiming to snap around Diamonds neck to break it.