[justify]Grunting as he approached the small group, a sinister smirk was slapped on Bonepaw's face.
"Who's this, again?" he asked, approaching the leader's daughter. He gave the daughter a hard stare with his malignant gaze, flicking his tail. Stifling a small laugh, he looked up at the others. "If I do say so myself, I'd like to torture this little sweetie."[/justify]
[justify]The black and white tom glared at Avalon, but then turned his attention back to the prisoner. He cracked his neck, and looked hungrily towards the capturee.
Looking towards Lucien, Bonepaw flicked his tail back and forth, deciding on what he should do. Ah, so many choices. I could to a slight incision to her neck--I doubt that it would kill 'er, but it'd hurt like hell. The sinister apprentice thought, almost giving a chuckle at his own thoughts. Thinking over it again, Bonepaw agreed that he liked that idea.
But, don't do it yet, bastard, do it when everybody's had their turn, he thought to himself, sitting down at his spot in the "line" for torturing.
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[justify]Posting with our subaccounts, are we now?
This is my baby Bonepaw!! I luff him so much<33
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[justify]Snarling in delight, the younger tom wanted to join Persephone, but instead waited until the right moment.
His claws itched, and he wanted to show the little shit of a prisoner exactly how things went around here, but he kept telling himself to wait. Grunting, Bonepaw's eyes lit up whilst watching the "battle".
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[justify]Nuu don't quit !!
When I feel like quitting, I just look for inspiration. For example, if I'm trying to draw something, and I feel like giving up, I just look on Deviantart for some encouragement!
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[justify]Bonepaw laughed. "ElderClan sure keeps them feisty," the black and white tom said profoundly, walking up to Ana with his head and tail high. With eyes as cold as ice, Bonepaw stopped just before her, bowing her head to whisper in her ear. "I like feisty."
Laughing, Bonepaw stepped backwards, unsheathing his claws. "Now, my friends, it's time for a real fight." Stretching his back, the apprentice, who was possibly too-high-on-his-horse (talking about confidence, not drugs XD), flicked his tail once, and lunged for the leader's daughter, aiming to swipe across her face.
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[justify]Snarling in fury and anger at himself, Bonepaw was almost close to getting the wind knocked out of him.
Almost.
As quick as a whip, Bonepaw leaped into the air and twisted, aiming to land on her back, and hopefully crushing her under his "weight". The BloodClan tom hated that he was so small and light, and he hoped that he would gain some weight and grow some more before he was a full warrior.
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[justify]Giving a short growl at Perse, Bonepaw turned his attention back to the prisoner. Laughing at her question, the apprentice gave a glance towards Lucien, wanting to hear what he had to say.
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[justify]The tom's ears perked, hearing that someone is back. Narrowing his eyes, his ice blue oculars darted over to the voice--a small little . . . sandcat?
"I don't believe that I've ever met you before," he said, circling the strange cat like she was prey to Bonepaw. Sniffing the air, the apprentice did recognize the scent, but only on pathways in and out to the territory. Walking up to the smaller cat, Bonepaw dipped his head. "My name is Bonepaw," he stated, giving Frost a small, barely noticeable smirk.
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[justify]Bonepaw sighed. It was a dull afternoon, and the apprentice didn't have anything to do. Rolling over on his back, the black and white tom looked up into the blazing sky, licking his chops. He blinked a few times, and then rolled onto his side, groaning loudly.
Flopping his tail from side to side, the cat realized that he didn't have many friends, since his roleplayer just poofed him in randomly. Wanting to make some friends, the tom rolled onto his belly, and sat up, hard blue eyes gazing over the stale camp. Raising his tail, he conjured up something to say.
"It's boring here. Anyone want to go exploring or something?" Bonepaw asked lazily, licking his paws and massaging behind his ears.
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[justify]Dipping his head towards the small cat, Bonepaw eyed Alcatraz, and began to think to himself. Woah, what's his problem? Is he like a physic or something? he wondered.
Turning his attention back to Frost, the black and white apprentice smiled, curling his tail.
ooc Haha, Bonepaw's just a little confused shit in all :/ but, Bedlam, have you ever been to Alcatraz/San Francisco? I went there last year, and my family took a tour in Alcatraz uvu it was super cool
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[justify]The tom looked around, surprised that he'd get this many participants. Shaking his head to clear his awe, the tom gave them a cheeky smile, and a curling tail. "Alright! Do you guys have anywhere you want to go, or do you guys just want to run off and see what we can find?" he asked, his shocked expression almost coming back when his gaze landed on the tigers and much larger animals than him.
Wow, I never guessed I realized the varying sizes in BloodClan, he thought, almost saying it out loud.
ooc damn lots of people
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[justify][ OOC ] Hopefully bringing back the activity in this thread!!
Bonepaw shrugged, and looked at the others. "Yeah, I don't really care. Anyone have anywhere in mind?"
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[justify]Feeling the tiny bundles of "joy" squirm around her, the tiny Lacedkit mewled loudly, rolling onto her back, and onto her stomach again. Wondering what they were doing, her attention was turned back to their mother, hearing her new name being called. Lacedkit? That's a pretty name! she told herself, feeling giddy knowing that surely everyone would love her name.
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[justify]ooc; Hope I'm not too late?
The small Lacedkit walked up to them slowly, being her usual shy self. "What's going on?" she asked quietly, the serval staying in the shade, despite her fear of the dark. She saw them pushing themselves on weird flat things that flew down the hill. Isn't that dangerous? What if the sled never stopped--it just kept going and going?
Hiding a little shiver, the daughter of Sherlock and Mockingspirit shuffled forward, hoping that she could join in on some of the fun.
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[justify]The small kit rolled around, also silently complaining about Greekkit. Is BloodClan attacking out there? Someone tell that cat to shut up! Lacedkit thought, hoping someone would answer her prayers.
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[justify]Watching the two brothers slide down the hill, Lacedkit gasped. "Isn't that dangerous?" the small kit asked Cinderella, wide brown eyes filled with worry for the apprentices.
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[justify]ooc; daym I'm sorry cx
Lacedkit held her head low, embarrassed about being scolded in front of everyone. "But, mom!" she began, but the small serval bit her tongue, knowing Lacedkit's argument would never be won. Hanging her tail low, she looked over her shoulder, wishing she could join in on the fun.
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[justify]Perking her ears, the small serval jumped up in the air. "Really, mom? I want to eat a fish!" she cried, pulling a face. She had heard mixed responses to fish--some say that it was the worst thing to eat in all of the Clans, others said it was the best thing to eat.
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[justify]The black and white tom looked around, sitting by the border. There hadn't been any significant enemy activity on the border, but they could never be sure. Pacing back and forth, Bonepaw lashed his tail, bored, and wishing there was something that he could do, other than go hunting and do other stupid apprentice duties. He wanted some action.
Sniffing the air, the smaller apprentice sat down, and started to groom himself.
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