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    "Course there be" she growled half to herself. "Why be's it young'uns always fight eh?" then she nodded a farewell to the tom. Coriz nudged the half eaten bird to the she-cat. "Eat it. I'm full." then she said "I'm Coriz the Philospher. Not my choice of a title but a little blind kit gave it to me, so I kept it"

    Burning Passion stared indecisively to the clearing. Light snow fell to blanket the near barren land, a shiver ran down her spine as she fluffed out her ash coal fur. Tapered ears pressed against her skull and she gathered herself to be as small as possible. A light burst of crisp breeze flew over the forest. Prey has scattered. At the thought of warm flesh her stomach growled loudly.

    "A blind kit?" said Mariposa. "Was the blind kit being cared for okay?" She did worry...it was oddly common to find orphaned kits wandering around in some parts.


    One just never knew.

    JULES


    "No. Why would one as amazing as me join cats like you?" Jules had asked irritably, once asked by Mariposa if she wanted join. "Please." She snorted, rolling her eyes. After that she zoned out again, they weren't talking about her so why should she listen? By the time she actually started to listen again, they were talking about something that didn't matter at all; A blind kit. "Psh. Cripples should be killed, no questions asked. They're a waste of my air - Hell, you all are. But, at least you guys are dependent enough" She hissed, rolling her eyes.

    Burned snorted at the thought of a blind kit. What use are they? Her pastel eyes turned towards Jules and then gave a curt nod in agreement. Possibly, Burned thought carefully. I just might hunt down this useless cat and rid of its life. It has no meaning anyways. "If you say I am useless, or a waste of space. I might go crazy.." She muttered, her voice like windchimes being forced through raw lungs. Her tougne swiped over her lips at the thought of fresh meat in her gnawing stomach. The terribly thin cat lashed her tail and returned to thinking about nothing. Again.

    "Good point." Jules decided, standing up and stretching. "I'll be on my way then, be sure to tell all of your friends about me." She winked, and then started forward, already feeling hr energy drain away. She had to find more cats.

    ooc: Charlemagne and crew are just blundering into Vineclan right now if you want her to find them! I just sent the link!


    We got to be careful not to flood anyone in there though.


    ic: Mariposa nodded, but made no other reply.

    "Don't miss me too much." Jules added, looking back for just a moment. Then she was off again, and soon quite out of sight.


    ;;That sounds great. =3

    Orion and Crescent wandered around, starving and feeling faint. After a while, they started wondering if it was their growling stomachs were to blame for scaring the prey away.


    Crescent, the fawn British Shorthair sister, looked at her dear brother with worrying orange eyes.
    "Orion," Her soft mew was shaky. "What... if we don't survive bare leaf?"


    "Don't think like that, Crescent!" Orion, the brother, yelled at her. "We're not going to die, I won't let that happen!" But he still sighed. Honestly, he didn't know if they were going to live or not. The only thing they could do were hope for the best.

    "Ya, twas fine. A good strong kit." Coriz said . Then she shifted her attention to Jules. She gave a throaty hiss. "Thou young'uns got a sharp tongue!" Then Coriz dug her claws into the dirt as her yellow green eys stared at Jules back.

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    Crescent sighed. "I suppose your right, brother."


    "Let's just try our best to survive," Orion mumbled. They began to walk away, exploring even more for food, their growling stomachs echoing quietly as they trekked.


    ((OUT, these two are wanted elsewhere. xD))

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    Mariposa giggled. "Sure, you can come. It'll just be a quick hunt and we can bring back something for...the others." She still wasn't sure they had a tribe started or what, so she just kept it vague.


    As she headed down the trail to hunt, the weather began to cloud up. If a storm was coming, it would probably be snow.

    "Sure" Light meows as she gets up and follows them.


    "Are we still doing the tribe thing?" Jasper meowed confused, all like we got off track.


    What? Have we gone off topic? Nighray thinks to himself. "If we are, then I will be waiting at the camp." He meows as he starts off for our future camp, but he walks slowly waiting for an answer.


    occ; Sorry for not being here for awhile, i had homework+ forgot to log out ::)

    Nightray nods. "I'll meet you at the camp when your finshed." He meows and pads off.


    Smudge looks around for the perfect and i mean PERFECT medicine den, he sees rocks with herbs growing on the vines, and a small freshwater stream connecting to it. "Perfect" He mutters as he gets dry soft leafs and pine needles to make the leaf-bed.


    Light follows the hunting group, useing her smell and senses to hunt. "I may be a prefect medicine cat but i know how to hunt well to." She meows pading with the group.

    Hailstrike padded to the clearing. She shook out her long silver fur, scattering bits of snow around. She looked at a group of cats, then, deciding not to make conversation, sat down. She had eaten recently, a young rabbit, but her ribs still showed underneath her warm pelt.