Loner and her daughter stray on Bloodclan Territory! Open.

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    Ooc My two characters are Smokepelt and
    Stripekit. They ran away from their clan,
    but got lost. Now there trying to find food, but
    Smokepelt forgot that she's in Bloodclan Territory.


    Tiney squeaks sounded from Stripekit. "Sweetie,
    I know you're hungry, I'm trying", Smokepelt
    meowed, grooming the young kit. A mouse sat
    in a clump of grass two tail lenghts. Seeing that
    the mouse might be her only chance of food, the oldest
    of the two cats chased it. It scrabbled away, and
    Smokepelt followed until a cat bursted out from a bush. "What
    are you doing here, trespasser?!?!", hissed the cat.

    "Uhhh uhhh", she hesitated. What started
    as slowly backing away, turned into running.
    Her kit was blindly crawling towards her, so Smokepelt
    made a sudden stop and picked her kit up with
    her teeth.

    Cursedpaw saw the intruder running and jumped in front of the cat and tried to claw her face. "You don't want to run, now answer the questions before we kill you and your little brat." He growled.

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    "He'll 'hush' whenever he wants to," came the irritated voice of Shatter. "Now I suggest you obey Cursedpaw before we kill you in an instant." Her hazel-yellow orbs narrowed to slits at the intruder.
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    "D*** right he will!" Lavenderpaw glared at the intruders. "And, don't tell him to shush, I'll shush you forever- no. THe leader's will do that!"

    His whiskers twitched in amusement. Cursedpaw love his sister, it was nice to have a supportive family, it was also nice to have supportive clan mates like Shatteringdreams. "What is your name anyway?" He asked the cat who attempted shushing him in a harsh voice.

    Generalpaw sauntered forward, the second tier regarding the other cat and putting together the pieces.
    "Either she's ignorant or stupid. Ignorant because she doesn't know she's on Bloodclan territory, stupid because she believes that she can get away with it."


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    "I'm Crush. Duh. What you don't know I'm part of BloodClan?" She hissed through gritted teeth,"I'm not the intruder. She is." Crush nodded to Smokepelt and her kit.

    "It's just I have never seen you, also do you know how many cats are in BloodClan? Lots." Cursedpaw meowed and glared. This cat had no right to treat him like some idiot. He continued to keep his eyes on the intruder.

    Smokepelt looked around, glaring and hissing. Her
    kit huddled underneath her chin. "I'm Smokepelt",
    she spat. "I was just trying to feed my kit". Stripekit
    was bewildered about all of the mysterious cats gathered
    around them. "Mama, I'm scared. These cats smell
    funny!", Stripekit said aloud, rotating her head and examining
    their faces. None of them looked too happy.

    Generalpaw had his own kits, and would have looked out for them, as well. But did the she-cat have to be so stupid as to look for more food in a desert?
    Seriously, the one place where food was far and in between for everything?
    "Then you must be both ignorant and stupid. This is the desert, in case you haven't noticed. Looking for food here will certainly help the vultures find some."
    The second tier snarled, and advanced a few steps.
    "I suppose we have to kill you. Maybe we can spare your kit, if it proves it's capable of being sentient!"

    [font=georgia]"All of you hush the fuck up!" Frightnight barked, slim and tall body approaching the scene. The experienced second tier glared around. "Someone tell me why you're all yapping at eachother?" He demanded in a cold tone, ears flicking in irritation.

    "And mama, their all saying no no words!",
    meowed Stripekit, frowning. Smokepelt grinned
    in her head, but still had an ice cold glare in her
    eyes. Well, the mouse was certainly gone. Both
    mother and daughter were wide eyed as the
    other Bloodclan cat approached the small circle
    of furious cats.

    "Intruders." He meowed to Frightnight. Cursedpaw kept his eyes on the intruder.

    [justify]Slickpaw frowned, they hardly had any strangers drift in. Not that it mattered.. He padded over, tilting his head, being drawn towards them. He glanced towards the deeper part of camp, glad no one was watching him. His hopes dropped as he saw other members of the clan around them. "Who are they?" He asked roughly, his gaze flickering up them. [/justify]