Posts by Ice path

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Stigma layed the panting tom down, chuckling he slashed at the male's brown optics. One made an unpleasant popping sound, like stepping on a berry. Then, he tore the tendons, muscles and flesh that connected the jaw and his skull. Dragging the cat up to the nook of a long dried spring, he dropped the male so his head hung over the ledge for the optimum throat slit. Looking up he yapped, We're done sir.
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Stigma didn't put foreword any ideas. The heavy built fox held his head down in defeat and his tail tucked between his legs. He had disgraced himself and that wouldn't be forgotten easily.
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Stigma walked in, his tail still tucked between his legs in defeat. You called he yapped gruffly. He was unsure about what would happen. He might have to replace the sacrifice or worse, have his rank stripped.
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Yessir he said, looking up. I apologise for my, misbehavior. I wasn't thinking and got caught up in the blood. I'll make it up in any way possible.
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I understand he said softly, defeat clouding his voice. I lost control of my self it won't happen again. May I make a suggestion, he asked, his triangular ears going up slightly.
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Stigma headed for his den. The male paused half way their, by Theorem's den, contemplating telling her about his idea to make new members. He decided against the idea. He already had disgraced himself, she'd see nothing in him and likely just snap at him.
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What if we had a couple, of any species, who were high positions or something and their job was to produce kit, cubs, or whatever for sacrificial use. The young would be fed and cared for before the rest of the cove and would be raised knowing their entire purpose in life was to be bigger than their selves. They would live luxuriously and the young would never even need role players. It's just a suggestion though, he looked down shyly.
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Today I decided I finally was going to get my character multiple possessions/shapeshifting only to find it not in the shop. Any one else have this issue or is it just me?
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It could just be something to start now for future use, but thanks for listening. Turning he left for the leaders den.
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Stigmatibus was their, the fox's mind other places.
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It's their now, it came up with a new window. Thanks for the help!
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Stigma trotted in, I have a suggestion. He had an idea that may or may not be cleared but he believed it Good.
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What if we had a pair of any species who's were high position and their only job was to produce young for sacrifice? The young would be sacrificed when they were grown as needed but would be treated like royalty until then. They would be raised knowing their fate and excepting it as a higher part of life. He gazed steadily at the leader. The offspring would require no rper and we could chose a young to continue the line by choosing their own mate to follow and guarantee the survival of the sacrificial line. They could be given a specific last name or something.
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That is the only down side I can see he yapped softly, however, if we make part of their birthing ceremony declawing each kit then as they age, filing their teeth down we have little to worry about. They will not be trained in fighting or trained at all for that matter. They, essentially would be wild born Kitty-pets.
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I'd contribute my self if a proper mate could be found, he yapped. The second in command was an option but he wouldn't force her out of her job or position. Oh, and on the teeth, just the sharp canines would be broken off at the tips after they loose their milk-teeth. They would still be able to chew like any other animal.
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Recap?
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KK, thanks
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