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    [font=arial][sub]"I'll come along," Kapranos meowed, padding over. The freshkill pile was looking a little neglected, and with an anaconda to help, they'd be sure to catch something.


    --tracking post

    [font=arial][sub]"'Ey! Watch where you're going!" A warrior growled as Ashenflame sped by. He had been out hunting, but now his prey had been scared away. He paused, though, and held his breath - was she, well, crying? He lowered his gaze and gave a smirk.
    Kapranos, now intrigued, raced after the she-cat. His white paws pounded against the grassy earth as he gave chase and tried to catch up to her. Oh, he loved a bit of drama, and this was no exception.

    [font=arial][sub]Kapranos narrowed his eyes as he kept a steady gaze on the unusually peppy she-cat. Ugh, she was so... Obliviously positive. How irritating. (Then again, it was his nature to avoid those types of cats.)
    Now, he wasn't just the type to let things go. He'd latch on until the other begged for release. In Pinkiepaw's case, he was going to give her a taste of her own medicine. She probably knew that she bothered him, and that was exactly why she was acting so happy - which was, simply, what he feared. Well, that was what he thought. The only problem with his mischievous plan was the fact that he wasn't sure how he'd pull it off. Oh well, he'd figure that out later.
    "Hellooo, Pinkiepaw!" he purred, slinking up beside her and plopping down.

    [font=arial][sub]He finally skidded to a halt beside her, panting to catch his breath as the pair stood in an open clearing. He hadn't really gotten a good look at her yet, and now, he could see that she was rather beautiful. Not romantically beautiful, but simply quite admirable.
    Bewildered, he approached.
    "Are you alright?" he meowed in the lowest of tones, watching her cry with a look of concern on his expression.

    [font=arial][sub]Kapranos strutted into the scene, head held high and nose stuck into the air. He didn't have a date, but that didn't mean that he had to act like it. His fur was sleek and well-groomed, and his scarf was casually knotted around his neck. His amber eyes glimmered as he tried to scope out who else could be looking for a date (which was hard, especially when you try to flirt with someone, only to find out that they already have a date).


    [tracking post]

    [font=arial][sub]What an arse. Kapranos rolled his eyes and trotted over, staring across the border at the tom. Frankly, he had rudely interrupted his hunting session. The warrior flicked his tail impaitently and flexed his long, silvery claws.
    "What do you want"? he sneered with a casual flick of his ear.


    --rushed

    [font=arial][sub]Kapranos tagged along, listening in on their conversation about the rainforest. He disliked rain, but the Amazon sounded quite intriguing.

    [font=arial][sub]Kapranos backed up at the sight of more rogue cats, but remained calm. This idiot wouldn't be too hard to beat, anyway, especially against someone like Grizzlybear (or himself, for that matter, considering how obnoxious they seemed).

    [font=arial][sub]He stood with the small stream running over his paws, tail waving over the cool water. He didn't seem to mind her disheveled appearance, for it only made him more curious.
    "What's wrong, love?" He meowed, pausing hesitantly before sitting down at the edge of the stream. "You can tell me all about it, if you'd like."

    [font=arial][sub]"'Ey!" Kapranos yelped as Sunfur was tackled from beside him. The tom jumped back with claws unsheathed, and aimed to barrel into the rogue to topple him off. Okay, easy does it. Everything would be fine, as long as those two other rogues didn't try to stop him.

    [font=arial][sub]"Yeah, go on," The tom snarled, "Get out." Thank Starclan he hadn't received a single scratch - it would be too degrading to be hurt by those troublemakers.

    [font=arial][sub]Kapranos dipped his head in respect, but didn't avert his eyes from the ground. That was... Quite depressing. "I apologize for your loss," he murmured quietly.


    rushed

    [font=arial][sub]Taking Flamecharm's signal to finish them off, Kapranos lowered into a crouch with a smirk in his expression. Without a sound, he leapt into the air with his sharp claws outstretched, aiming to tackle and pin down one of the rogues.