Hawkfoot pondered about becoming allies with pseudoclans. Would they be trustworthy?
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Violetpaw couldn't contain herself. "Aww!" she purred.
The calico rushed over to Lilackit. Poor thing...I'm not surprised she ran away from BloodClan! Just look at her...
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Cheetahfang returned, a large rabbit clamped tightly in his jaws.
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Rainheart walked up to batpaw. "Hey I heard what lizardlegs said why don't you come with me to the clans of the South. I know Breezeclans leader will help us. So are you in?":)" uh sure " she mewed, she usually didn't get accepted into patrols but this cat was nicer than the others
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Lilackit purred and then licked her dirty pelt.
"They hurt my mother...That's why I left. I thought they might hurt me too!"
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Blacktwist had remained silent. Not that he didn't have any opinions of his own that he wanted to share, but that he had his doubts that he would be heard over the clamor of so many others. Besides, even if he did try to match their volume, that would make it harder for Scarredstar and Gravelstorm to get their points across.
"Ha... these other Clans think they're strong?" he laughed quietly to himself, his awkwardly angled shoulders shuddering with his soft cackle. "And yet, the 'prove' this by attacking our kits and killing our others while they are alone." Blacktwist's broad, black striped head rolled against one shoulder, thoughtfully, a half-amused grin on his face; a rather odd thinking position. "They speak so lowly of BloodClan, and yet, they seem to be just following in their pawsteps," Blacktwist continued under the din of the others' meowing.
I'll kill each and everyone of them for harming those kits, with my own paws, his grin grew wider at the thought. The only redeeming quality of the creepy tom was that he loved kits, and loved killing anyone who messed with them even more. But if Scarredstar believes this Clan is too weak to do it on our own, why not? Blacktwist thought. The smoky gray tabby was in no way patriotic to his Clan, he often even forgot which one he was in at times, but he knew who the leader was. And that's where what little loyalty he had was kept.
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"Can I stay here? Please?" Lilackit looked very pitiful.
(I'm not sure I got what you said there, Lycaon. Who are you talking about when you say:
"And yet, the 'prove' this by attacking our kits and killing our others while they are alone." ?) -
Cheetahfang took the fresh kill and dropped it in the pile. Then headed for the warriors den.
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Crazyflight groomed his already smooth pelt, for he had nothing too say or do. He quickly padded away towards the Warriors den, his hunger forgotten. He was very tired, and decided to have a small nap.
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(( Blacktwist is talking about ShadowClan, ThunderClan, RiverClan, etc, all the clans that were attacking WindClan and how they are stealing kits and have killed a few of their members :) ))
Something at the corner of the physically misshapen tom's dark orange eyes caught his attention. A.... kit? How did none of the patrols see her? I suppose since they're all here there are fewer out around the borders, Blacktwist concluded, offering Lilackit a less creepy version of his trademark grin.
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Yellowclaw just now padded out of the den, he was tired and just now woke up " Whats going on, what I miss. " He said in his grumpy tone.
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(Is bloodclan attacking too? and thanks for explaining)
Lilackit purred louder until she couldn't purr louder than that.
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When he was about to enter the Warrior's den, Crazyflight changed his mind. He wanted to listen too anything else that might happen. So he spun around, and padded back towards the clearing.
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OOC: Sorry I'm late, I didn;t realize there was a clan meeting going on 0.o
IC: Swiftshadow was gathered at the rock now, and listening with great interest. A clan war...Fighting was a strong point of hers, so she didn't mind. "I agree! We can't just let others think we are weak! we are Windclan, the fast, the swift, the STRONG!" She yowled, not meaning to interrupt.
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Crazyflight grunted in agreement with Swiftshadow. They could defeat anything, for they were the strongest can out there!
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"I wanna be strong!" squeaked Lilackit, "and brave, swift, and all those other things!"
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Swiftshadow hated hearing other cats say they were weak. Sure, they might be kind, they might not like to fight as much as others, but that doesn't make them weak in any way! Hearing this news made Swiftshadow enraged, and she needed to take her anger out on something. A war would be perfect right about now...
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"You cats can't be weak! There are so many of you!" Lilackit raised her voice as loud as she could.
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Crazyflight pricked his ears as he heard a high squeaky voice coming from Lilackit. All he picked up was 'can't be weak' and 'so many of you.' So he could understand most of what the small cat was meowing.
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"I think that WindClan is the strongest and best clan there is! That's why I came here." Lilackit continued, "I don't think that the other clans are half as loyal, brave, and strong as WindClan! They're the weak ones! They say they are strong, but they kill needlessly!"
Lilackit surprised herself with the passion she felt for this new clan.