Posts by Moko

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The large male ambled into camp. His paws thumping the ground. The badger was back from a patrol, alone. He always patrolled alone. It was just his nature. He had no friends and tried to keep to himself really. So, he ambled over to lay in a patch of sun. Deciding not to eat just yet.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The badgers ears perked at the sound of a kits wail. So, he ambled away from where he had been searching for food. Making his way over, he spotted the kit. Clearly lost, he ambled to her and looked down at her. "What are you doing out of camp?" the warrior asked as he looked down at her.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The male looked up at the canine as she spoke. "Evening. I'm Moko." The reply was cut short as the feline joined them. "Hello," he greeted her calmly. Eyes flicking to her as he spoke. Both of them were bigger than him. So, he felt a bit uneasy. Yet, he knew they were clanmates.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The badger lowered his head to the tiny kit and blinked. "Look kid. I would hate to have to maul someone cayse they hurt you. Next time, find me and I'll take you out. But, I advise against going out alone. It can be dangerous," he says calmly. Looking up at the others. Then, he turned his head and sighed. "Lets get you home safe. You look scared, tired, and cold," he adds softly.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The male chuckled as the young cat slid over. "Hello little one. Hello to everyone," the new warrior greeted them all. A warm look on his face. Well, as warm as a badger could look.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The male returned the gesture. Glad to see someone he knew there.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The badger ambled past her. Hardly noticing anything. But, he scented something weird. So, he stopped to look about. "Who goes there?" he demands as he takes a moment.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]Moko ambled over to her and blinked. "Name and business?" he demands. The badger was bold.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The male was alone in camp. He was standing guard tonight. Alone and cold. Yet, he ignored it. He had a task to do.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]Plots for Moko?[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]Moko sat alone.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]Moko sat and waited.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]Moko watched silently.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]Moko was late, but he was there. Wondering if he would get an apprentice.


    OCC: He can take on an apprentice :3[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The badger laughed and whirled to swat a paw at the tom. Aiming to toss him away and knock the wind out of him. "Bad kitty!"[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The badger nods to the female.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The male turns his gaze to the female. The badger dips his head in greeting. "Evening."[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify]The badger turn to the leader and dipped his head. "Evening ma'am. This cheetah showed up. No clue what it wants," he replies calmly.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    [size=3]Moko[/size]
    [color=white][size=1]So the years rolled by and several died
    And left us somewhat reelin'
    Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
    Left blastin' through the ceiling
    So what became of rebels
    Who sang for you and me?
    Grapplin' with their demons
    In the search for liberty

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    [justify][color=black]Turning, he dips his head in thanks to the female for helping him before looking for a new cat to fight.
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