"The way you acted seemed to line up with that thought. I may not be good at interacting with other cats, but I can read them like scents."
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Beyond turned around, smiling a horribly frightening kit-like smile, twisted and evil, the kind of smile that caused nightmeres. "I don't plan on hurting them, if they don't like how I live, they can leave. Now, if I run into them after they leave, if they do, then it's a whole different working." Beyond turned away continuing to the location of his mate.
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"Of course." Taylor replied. Lawliet looked at Cinderkit still, he doubted the kit understood, but he'd attempted to keep his explanation simple.
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Both cats stopped to think. Lawliet answered first. "Perhaps not us, but if we run into any allies of ours, we'll be sure to send them your way." Lawliet was as unemotional as ever before, but inspite this, he was very true.
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Beyond sidestepped this first poorly aimed attack. He aimed for the warrior's hind right leg, planning to rip it open with his teeth.
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Lawliet nodded his thanks, nuzzled Taylor's fur and began padding off.
Taylor turned toward Mosstail. "I'd like to go hunting with you, also may I stay here for the night?" -
A light-brown she-cat stepped into the way of the two kits. She seemed very nervous.
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"W-What's going on?" She didn't step out of the kits way, but seemed more then ready too.
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Taylor's ears flattened against her head in embarresment. "You're all much to kind." She relaxed again and got ready to follow them.
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Beyond padded over to the she-cat, not even looking at the kits, but rather, keeping his eyes trained on Clawheart.
The she-cat's brown eyes looked Night, they had a great deal of fear, but kindness shone though that. "Are you alright? Please, I won't bite." -
Taylor followed Nightfall, her brown eyes wandering around the camp.
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The she-cat watched the two dash into the woods, then she turned toward Beyond.
"What happened... what did you do?" She spoke quietly, nervous of the tom before her.
"I simply figured you'd like kits to take care of." Beyond pawwed the she-cat, his mate's nose, and began walking away. His mate stood still, looking at the spot where the two kits had disappeared. -
"Alright, thank you, again." Taylor smiled, looking inside the den.
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The she-cat began to pace, unsure of whether to go after the kits or not. She winced, one of the many cuts on her back had begun to bled again. She stared at the cuts as if they held the answer.
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The she-cat swallowed. "Well you see... Beyond isn't completely crazy, he's just... very, very sick. He can be cruel, but he'd never really hurt me. I'm not afraid of him, but my body doesn't know what my head knows." The she-cat smiled truely kindly at the kit. Her eyes glittered with hope inspite her insane partner.
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Mello got up and stepped away from Dawnkit, told Matt to look after her, and headed off to hunt. Matt carefully curled around Dawnkit. His eyes wandered to his scarred tail, when he was born his tail had been normal, but... after that night he'd been marked. He only trusted Mello, but if Mello trusted this kit, he would too. Matt let his eyes close, shivering a bit against the cold of the leafbare night. -
Taylor moved along behind her, carefully watching the warrior leading her.
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A black tom, one that looked almost exactly like Beyond, only Beyond's fur was flat, this tom's was messy. Also this tom was hunched over. His voice was emotionless, lacking the cruel tone in Beyond's. "StarClan is not a tall tale. Who told such a thing?" He was looking at Korakit, but not getting too close.
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"Well, I doubt they're correct. StarClan must exist, or cats couldn't be reborn or have visions. Things like that don't just happen without reason." His eyes seemed endless, obsidian pools that if navigated correctly could lead one to the mind of the cat, or even to StarClan itself.
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The she-cat who was Beyond's mate looked at Night and Thorn, she felt like she had not right to take the kits with her, but she figured that they'd be safer with her then on their own.
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Matt woke to his ear being yanked on. "Pebblekit, it's too early for this." He muttered half asleep. He woke up a bit more after a moment. "Oh sorry Dawnkit, I was a bit confused." He played with Dawnkit, he was a bit rowdier then Mello had been, but was still being sure not to hurt her.