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  • Stealing Errybody Up Here [BHR KIT RAID!]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 355px][justify][size=8]Ah, good. Skunk was tasty. If he could kill this smelly one, then his clan could have a feast. But he wouldn't let a Blachheart go by so easily, no no. He would tortue first, and then destroy. But the smell. God, it was horrible!


    "Just to let you know, stinky skunky," he said, bits of drool coming out of his mouth. "You're the one stinking up this rotten hole. I mean, smell you!" he said, rather pleased with how he put that.

  • SUNCLAN X WINDCLAN [CHOSEN! PAGE 9]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 355px][justify][size=8]I posted already
    /soboredpostedmynumberoninstagramlike2hoursagoandnobodyhastextedme D:
    /stops spamming
    ANYWAY
    Thanks for the kit you two <33
    Can we throw them into any threads now or will it be single timed?

  • Stealing Errybody Up Here [BHR KIT RAID!]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 355px][justify][size=8]The bear let a smile spread out on his face. "Ah, but you've just betrayed your clan and helped mine," he roared. "You see, I'm a giant bear, and my pelt was already smelly before - if, by chance, I happen to flop down on one of your little friends here, for even a minute, their scent glands will get so mixed up that they'll have to cry home to their mommies." Roosevelt let out a snicker.


    "Come on, you think I'm an idiot? When something like this happens to me, I use it against my enemies," he growled in a low, threatening voice. Then he ran off and aimed to jump and lay on Grimgrin. His weight would crush the leader though, too, so he had to be careful.

  • + who wants to feast ? ( open )

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 355px][justify][size=8]Ah.


    The warm blood sank down to a lower temperature as the prey slowlly died out. The large, now official, ex-Thunderclanner held his prey by the neck. It was large and more than enough to have a feast. Well, it was a deer! He hadn't hunted in seasons, and thought that it would make a great addition to the clan. That is, the clan's fresh-kill pile. Not to mention, the antlers were priceless, very sharp too, so they could stab opponents.


    Roosevelt didn't want to gorge himself on anything too big, but he ripped the tail off and swallowed it. He was a hungry fellow, but he knew not to keep something this big to himself. He took the buck by the neck and started to drag it back to camp. The place where the tail used to be now was stained red. Yes, it was definently dead.


    No doubt about it.


    * timeskip *


    "Treski! Come look at what I found!" the bear said happily, jogging to the leader's den. "Come out and see. You'll love it." At the moment, the deer corpse was in a heap outside the camp.

  • Lets gather around the Campfire. (open)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 355px][justify][size=8]The lithe lastborn of Centurythunder and Cinnamontwist's litter wasn't like the rest of her siblings. She was normal, yes, but she felt excluded. One, she was the youngest, which apparently meant that she couldn't do the things her older siblings could do. She was smaller as well, and for the third fact, she had a loner name. Her brother did great with naming her. Oh joy.


    Lynn had sneaked out, though, away from mother. She had followed father and sister. She did not have great feelings for them, the ones that she liked were mother, father, and big dog brother. But the tuxedo did not know any of them very well. She had spent most of her time with Fursona, which she had some sort of connection. The cat wished he were here. Which he was.

  • + who wants to feast ? ( open )

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 355px][justify][size=8]"Nice to meet you, Mosaicpaw," the bear said, wagging his stump tail. "I'm Roosevelt. I came from Thunderclan to protect Sunclan, Snowclan, Bloodclan, or Darkclan. I eagerly chose Snowclan. I'm a full-fledged warrior here now, and I'm not going back to Scorchstar." Roosevelt smiled at the queen.

  • + who wants to feast ? ( open )

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 355px][justify][size=8]Roosevelt smiled at her question. "Follow, and I will start talking," the fully grown bear said. He started to walk to the entrance or exit. Whatever it was called. "I protect from other clans, such as Blackheart. I am here because Snowclan is one of the smaller."