Posts by gryphon-cat

^{i'm always right. mactire thought with a smile, but it quickly faded when he remembered the actual problem. "still." he murmured. "t'was just one cat from scarclan who sexually assaulted yer mum, vita. doesn't mean the rest of us are as twisted and crazy."}

^{the domestic dog was a domestic dog. he wouldn't go without a walk or two. it was the afternoon, and he needed to stretch his legs out in the forest. mactire trotted to the stairs, each step landing with a bump on the hardwood floors.}

^{he stretched his legs with each lift, and his mouth was curved in a crescent moon smile. he looked into each room, looking at the sleeping animals. the day was beautiful, the sun was up, not too much wind and he was going to have f-}

^{oh jeez. it was that weird advisor snow leopard. ew. he frowned, and walked by her, going out.}

^{ooc; omfg breakdance was supposed to be mactire's adopted mom when he first came to scarclan owo
i just remembered.}

^{mactire closed his panting mouth, and glared at the jaguar, looking from vita to samara and bit his lip. "sorry." he murmured. "i didn't mean to make anyone mad, y'know." his voiced cracked a little. calm down, you're the audience. just shut up. stand still. don't make another move.}

thanks for reminding me owo
first post is updated

^{he didn't say a word. he stood there silently, watching to see what would happen next. but you could have pointed that out. he thought to himself with a small smile.}

^{ooc: muse ugh}

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^{posting on main account;
there are more instructions on the first post c:}

^{galaxies, your fancypost is cut off at the bottom, didn't realize until now owo}

^{mactire just couldn't keep his mouth shut, now could he? as much as he loved his clanmates, he couldn't help but piss them off even more by making a point. "sunclan won't be our allies forever." he said, blinking twice. specifically. twice.}

^{ew. okay. that was disgusting. oh gosh. there was maggots crawling out of it. oh god. please. mactire had been staring at a rotting mouse for minutes now, watching it slowly decompose. there was a huge thorn in it's side, probably the cause of death.
man, mactire wished he would have been there sooner to put the poor mouse out of misery. then later he could eat it. both of them won. but nope.
more death everywhere.}

^{the irish wolfhound finally stood up after he saw what looked like a maggot laying eggs. now that was disgusting. he walked back to to mansion, dipping his head at everyone he passed, no matter who they were, and made his way up to his room. he looked at the torn, dirty mattress, and sighed. torn because it was already torn when he came, then he chewed on it.}

^{hey, a pup had to exercise his teeth just like a cat had to sharpen claws. mactire lay down on the floor, staring blankly out of the window.}

^{mactire bit his lip at everyone attacking him invisibly. either way, it seemed as both were right. on one hand, they were allies, on the other, they did have a bad history with scarclan. some moron could have waddled into sunclan, taken over, even though it wouldn't be easy, and demand war on scarclan for some stupid reason(not suggesting anything). he sighed. "'in't mean to start something." he murmured, looking from breakdance to two-bit to husher.}

^{"alrighty. start from scratch. just like me when i was an apprentice - should be easy." he sighed out of his nose. "i think the most important information should be hunting; supplying your clan before you can eat, unless you want to starve to death. sound good?" he asked, already standing by her side and getting into a crouching position.}

^{he turned around slowly, eyes half closed. "yeah i know my -" as soon as he saw his freshkill against the wall, he leaped to his paws. "there are better ways to greet someone!" he gasped, looking down, half worried, half disgusted.
"and then you wonder why i don't like you!" he turned to face two-bit, top and bottom teeth bared.}