OOc: What rank is Kate? x3 I can tell you.
Clower smiled and sat down, "Where do you think ford wants us to go?"
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(ooc: probably wont be able to post as much as usual the new updates are incompatible with safari .-.)
Trigger turned his head to Clover. "I think anywhere as long as its not here would be good." he meowed.
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(Kate's an Alpha. Pavlov was the father.)
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(ooc: probably wont be able to post as much as usual the new updates are incompatible with safari .-.)Trigger turned his head to Clover. "I think anywhere as long as its not here would be good." he meowed.
((You can try switching the skin back to SMF. It works for me.))
The small kit curled up tightly and finally fell into deep sleep next to Distance.
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When Distance felt his siblings press against him, he stop kicking and slept deeper. -
(*Shrugs*)
Mancala pressed against her siblings and went to sleep. -
Ooc: Alpha + an Alpha Double Plus = Alpha Plus kits. :) It should bei n the plot thread
Clover smiled and laid down, "Well..Um..But who will feed us?" She mewed frightened.
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"We'll hunt, stupid!" Kate laughed. She nuzzled her kits gently.
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(how do you switch skins?)
"Well does anyone know how to hunt?" Trigger meowed.
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"It sounds easy." Kate said.
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"Not really... ,but before we even think about hunting we need an escape plan." Trigger meowed.
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Kate sighed. "Let's think of one then."
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"Hmm...we could try running out once the twolegs come through the door." he meowed.
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"Sure! How Am I going to get these youngsters old out door? We each carry one?" Kate asked.
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"That could work .but who carries them?" he meowed.
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Heliotrope snapped crossly at Trigger. "We can't get out yet. The kits have to be old enough to walk a little bit, or at least have their eyes open. You can't just take newborns out into the wild - the white-coats will take good care of them until they're older, and then we can make our escape." Honestly, why some cats couldn't think was beyond her, especially Betas, whose job was to think. Alphas couldn't be expected to know better, they thought they were the top of the world, and Deltas and Epsilons certainly weren't capable of important thoughts, so it was up to the Betas, and it would be nice if somebody other than her did think about some things.
OOC: Guys, this (http://warriorcatsrpg.com/the-city/abandoned-hotel/) is the thread, it should probably progress a little bit further before they start making escape plans, especially because I think Wells and Monds are planning to come back and help the lab-cats get away. They can't do that until the hotel has been at least lightly explored. Just saying.
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"Wow," Monds breathed, glancing around her. "Ford must have led us to this place, I'm sure of it!" She padded a little further, seeing a broad entryway in the wall that led to a narrower hallway, with a broken door hanging off the hinges at one end. She pushed through it and found a wide, level, smooth-floored room with markings on the ground and strange looking contraptions along one wall. (the gym)
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"SO many uses for this place, a running feild, hunting..We could train all the lab-cats in certian arts..Ford would want us to take Civilized life and place it at a home other then the lab." Wells mewed.
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(('Kay!)
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;;So, the kits will be carried out and they have nothing to do with the plan, right? xD.
Btw, a good plot would be to distract a twoleg by leaving one of the kits at risk so the twoleg would focus on it when they entered and they'd leave the door open and blah..
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Rumble awoke from all of the vibrations of voices, all of the racket. It really got on his nerves, because it wasn't like they couldn't sense voices just because they couldn't hear.
He let out a screech of anger.