Two she-kits on Bloodclan territory -- Open --

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    Primrosekit knew they were in danger the second Bloodclan cat scent wafted into her nose. The cream tabby she-cat turn to her twin sister, Southkit, and flicked her tail as a warning. Then she crouched down low to the ground, motioning for Southkit to do the same. The two sisters were only four moons old and they sneaked away from their mother to explore. Now Primrosekit knew it was a bad idea for they accidentally wandered too far and got lost. They both traveled for two days; stopping only to eat, rest, or drink. Primrosekit sighed, praying to Starclan that they would escape Bloodclan's territory in one piece.


    Southkit didn't really mind being on Bloodclan's territory; for she was much braver than her twin sister, Primrosekit. The pale cream she-cat opened her jaws in a loud yawn, only to get a death glare from Primrosekit. Southkit rolled her icy blue eyes and padded forward, keeping her belly low to the ground. She looked around the territory in awe as she padded quickly. "Hey Primrosekit! Do you think the rumors about Bloodclan are true?" Southkit forgot to keep her voice low but she was curious. "Yes! Now shut up or get killed!" Primrosekit hissed softly, following Southkit.

    Acre quickly opened her mouth to scent the air, licking her lips when she smelled kits. The beautiful she-cat was known for her power of persuasion, her almost aqua eyes like polls of water. Acre quickly crouched down and lept into a tree in a single pounce, watching the two small kits.

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    MALZAHAR -- the prophet
    | BloodClan | Black Caracal | December '12 |


    Malzahar, being the loner he was, had gone off into the territory to do his own business. The black caracal was intrigued when he smelled the kits in the wind, a smile of delight alighting on his dark features. Padding through the undergrowth, the jet-colored wildcat smiled at the kits as he spotted them. "Oh, what are you two doing on BloodClan land, my dears?" he asked in a friendly voice.

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    Primrosekit froze, green eyes wide. It was Southkit who stepped up to speak. "I'm so very sorry but we are lost." She explained, voice strangely calm. Primrosekit wished she was like Southkit but she knew it couldn't happen. She hoped she didn't look as scared as she felt.

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    MALZAHAR -- the prophet
    | BloodClan | Black Caracal | December '12 |


    "Lost?" Malzahar echoed. The black caracal feigned a look of sympathy. "Oh you poor darlings. Why don't you come into our camp? I think you could use a night's rest after you adventure!" The caracal padded closer to them, his ears twitching.

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    Acre hissed in annoyance and quickly jumped down, elegantly landing perfectly on Malzahar's shoulders, plastering a bright smile on her beautiful face.


    "Are you lost young ones?" the flawless she-cat purred, nosing a plump mouse towards the kits.

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    MALZAHAR -- the prophet
    | BloodClan | Black Caracal | December '12 |


    "Get off me," Malzahar growled as he felt the weight on top of him. The black caracal whipped around, attempting to knock the she-cat off. Who the f*** did she think she was, jumping on him like that? Even though he knew she was there beforehand from the Sight, it didn't predict her actions.


    {Blazestream, remember not to powerplay. If you want to attack, land on, grab, or kill another's character, you must state intention to do so by using words like tried, attempted, hoped to, etc. This makes things fair.


    I'll let the landing thing go this time}

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    OOC - Sorry, thanks so much.


    Acre raised an eyebrow and quickly jumped off of the cat. Tilting her head to the side the beautiful she-cat knew that she had seen him somewhere before. Shaking her head Acre peered at the two kits again who just looked frightened. Nosing the mouse closer to them the she-cat purred gently.

    Primrosekit still didn't say anything, paralyzed in fear. Southkit just grinned. "Sure, we can use one night's rest." She nodded her head eagerly. She was very tired and hungry. Southkit was happy that the rumors of Bloodclan cats weren't true. At least for not all of them.

    Acre's eyes glimmered with lust and the she-cat smiled.


    "Come with me, eat the prey first though...." the beautiful she-cat murmured, her wide eyes like dazzling pools of fresh water.

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    "Stop this instant, Acre! You can't just bring a bunch of rouges into camp, kits or not. First, they need to pass the test, just like any other cat." Scarletdaisy mewed, eyes narrowed as she padded up to the cats. She didn't like the idea of hurting kits, but this was Bloodclan. What did they expect, a welcoming party?



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    Acre rolled her eyes and faced her Clanmate.


    "Mouse-brain! We're not welcoming them, we're taking them into the Camp so we can make use out of them there." the she-cat hissed, flicking a claw over Scarletdaisy's ear furiously.

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    Scarletdaisy ducked. "Still. Don't you know the clan rules? Every cat that can speak, walk, or even f.cking breathe has to be tested before being even brought to camp!" she narrowed her blue eyes to slits, light grey fur standing on edge. Geez, these new Bloodclanner's knew nothing of the rules around the clan!



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    MALZAHAR -- the prophet
    | BloodClan | Black Caracal | December '12 |


    Malzahar turned to Scarletdaisy, his face full of annoyance. "They're just kits. They could be molded into what we need them to be. Would you turn away two able bodied kits for crippled ones?" the black wildcat snapped harshly. "I'm going to take them to see Tiresias first, anyways. He can decide on that, not you."


    {It's okay, Blazestream! Everyone makes mistakes.

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    "I don't think Tiresias would like you softies not even questioning them and letting them in like nothing."
    Snapped a blue tabby as Zeuspaw came into view,
    His eyes flaring at them, Seriously! Even if they were
    kits, That didn't change a thing! Did they think that
    they could just be let in without question?!
    "Statue name and purpose." He meowed in
    a rather bored tone towards the kits, How old
    were they?

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    MALZAHAR -- the prophet
    | BloodClan | Black Caracal | December '12 |


    "I told you, I was bringing them to Tiresias for evaluation. Do you really want to usurp the current hierarchy and do it yourself? Please, get your ears checked and get the fact straight that you are of no rank to me, apprentice," Malzahar retorted back in an irate reply. He hated his authority being challenged. After all, he believed the deputy trusted him; the ocelot was probably his only intelligentsia equal.

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    "I heard just fine,But the fact they are
    not going to be questioned easily is stupid.If we were to bring them to the deputy,
    Without having them tested first,It
    would be considered weak. Maybe the
    only reason they weren't questioned was
    because there kits!"
    He snapped ending with a laugh, So what
    if they were kits? He had seen his father
    die big deal, And why did it matter
    whether or not he was an apprentice.


    Thus ocelot wasn't a high rank as far as
    he knew, He could've been wrong, But
    he barely saw him. He wasn't a second
    and third tier.
    So he guessed the Caracal was a first tier
    That made him just as equal!

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    MALZAHAR -- the prophet
    | BloodClan | Black Caracal | December '12 |


    "Apprentice, who made you in charge around here? I thought the warlords were the ones who tested cats, not apprentices or warriors," Malzahar answered. The black caracal wasn't exactly even a member of BloodClan yet, seeing that Tiresias allowed him to stay, but he found himself enjoying the bloodthirsty Clan. Of course, no one outside of the ocelot knew that.


    {I think we should floodstop for the others. We've left them quite behind D:}

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    Acre nodded and hissed at every cat except for Malzahar.


    "Come, it will be up to our leader." the gorgeous she-cat purred and slowly led the kits with her long tail.

    "First,My name is Zeuspaw not apprentice. Second intruders are always
    questioned,THEN brought to the leader.
    To see if this scraps are worthy or to just
    leave them."     He snapped,
    These softies didn't even know a thing
    about bloodclan did they? Intruders
    weren't just. handled off,They were
    usually tested first. At least that was how
    it worked everytime he came across a
    intruder,Other times he didn't know.