The warrior games (based on the hunger games)

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    Maplespark put the webs in a loose price of bark, curling up and falling asleep.







    My dragons! If anyone wants help hatching/raising, just give me the BB code and I will put it on my template also!

    Dragon stalked through the night. She needed to fight something. She though about killing the white she cat. That one that needed to die. She yawns and stretches. She was a ct of the night.

    Adding a character that could be a possible alliance with Bear.


    Black paws skidded through the leaves, the young tom running out of breath. The pile of ginger fur was closing in behind him when he launched himself up the trunk of the tree Bear was hiding in, bouncing off and landing on the cat's back. He heard the satisfying crunch of bone as the cat went limp underneath him, blood dripping from its mouth. Letting out a grin, the black tom dug his claws into the ginger furred warrior's neck, breaking the vein in its neck. As he crawled up the tree, he watched as the scarlet blood began to cover that cat, making it seem like something big had attacked it and left its kill, interested in something else.

    Bear watched silently as the tom fed his obvious appetite for murder. She was not worried about the presence of another deadly cat. Even though the object of this game was to kill until nobody was left to destroy, the dark she-cat somehow knew that this being was not a threat to her.


    I must look like a ghost to this cat... Bear realised, smiling a little. The moon was still making her jet black pelt shine with an eerie silver-white glow.

    Blackdawn rolled over,got up and shook his pelt

    The she cat growls as she watches this. "Ach ah loo". (Excuse of a cat) she passes under their tree. The new apprentice sized she cat continues to follow the white she cat's scent. She stopped, there she was. Like a star in the night. "The flame clipped she cat padded behind the female. "This star is going to burn out". She snickers. The cat whirls around. A screech splits the air, Dragon smiles as the cats fur is stained in blood. "Thanks for letting me kill you kitty". She smiles viciously and leaves the cat to die in its own pool of blood.

    ooc:hey Wolf Bane,i have something similar to you 'die in its own pool of blood thing' it is:
    im going to rip out your eyes,and shove them down your throat,so you could see my tear you to pieces so you can drown in your own pool of blood!!!
    its a bit demon like....

    Hey I use that same quote when I'm threatening some one playfully.
    I am going to rip out your eyes, shove them down your throat so you can see me rip the living day lights from your stupid little carcass.

    xD


    "You know, I should have just left you alive so you could watch the scavengers eat your brain." The tom glared down at the dead cat and hoisted himself up one more branch before settling down. His bright green eyes scanned the forest carefully for danger.

    ooc;im bord..so I put a random post

    I WAS RAFTING THE GREEN RIVER

    ITS IN UTAH,AND I CHANGED MY PROFILE PIC FOR THE 4TH TIME SCENCE I STARTED WARRIOR CATS

    [size=20pt]…I remember tears streamin' down your face when I said I'd never let you go,
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    HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIYAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HUGE LETTERS PARTY!!!!!!

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    when all the shadows almost killed your light…    [/size]