Firedrop hit the ground. Rolling, rolling, splash. Now he was sinking, water filling his lungs, bubbles floating above him... he was suffocating...
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Firedrop murmured something, but all that came out were bubbles. The taste of fish was strong in his mouth. His vision was getting darker. I'm dying! he thought. Panic surged through him.
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Firedrop hung limply, his eyes closing. His breathing was soft.
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Firedrop coughed. "What.."
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"I forgot to ask your name," Firedrop wheezed, grinning weakly.
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Firedrop's eyes fluttered open. He was lying on his back on the edge of the gathering, trying to recollect his thoughts. Some cat named Hazard. Whatever. He pushed himself up, the devil horns on his head throbbing. Devils weren't even supposed to get migraines. He pushed through a grove of oaks and flicked his devil tail irritably. The bat wing on his side had two round, perfect holes in it. Bullets. The other was fine. He'd never be able to fly again.
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Firedrop growled. Being totally pissed didn't help his condition. His gaze fell on Crowpaw.
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Firedrop growled at Crowpaw, loud enough for him to hear. Shut up, he told himself. You're a devil. Act like one!
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Firedrop made a slashing movement at Crowpaw, the devil way of saying, piss off.
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Firedrop stalked over to Crowpaw. "Wow. I pity the fool. Ahem. You." His steely eyes were dark.
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Firedrop stepped around Snakestar. "Your comebacks are more pathetic than your grandfather was," he shot back.
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G2G SEE YA SUCKAS
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Foxstar padded back into camp, moving over to Whitefly and murmuring in his ear. Whitefly listened carefully, his ears cocking. "Yes... Right now?" Foxstar nodded, then leaped up onto a birch tree in the center of camp and yowled, "All cats old enough to travel the territory gather at my paws for a Clan meeting!"
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Whipling trotted in, her silver eyes flashing. The hazel wings on her back were bristling in alarm, and her snake tongue was out, tasting the air. "Firedrop?!"
Rp buddy for whipling?
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Whipling curled up, despair filling her.
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Accepted
Foxtar looked at Blackstripe expectantly. "Yes?"
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Whipling stuck out her snake tongue in disapproval. "I don't like it here," She whispered in Firedrop's ear. Firedrop flicked his devil tail in agreement.
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Whipling saw Tori. "Scratch that. I want to go." She turned, her green wings quivering. Firedrop pulled her back. "We have to stay, remember?" Whipling whimpered.