*watching from under a table* Looks like WW3 to me...
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*out of nowhere* You must be really drunk to say that...
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Ooc: I'm not better off here but I have interesting stuff keeping me at the moment. :3
Well...I guess after the conversation with Crimson...keep the new kits, the apprentice, and...let Foxkit go? -
*cheering* Go Hungary!
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-.- I can promise not to *gives camera*
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o.o Well...*points to table*
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-.- I wonder if there's a watermelon patch close by...
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Ooc: Timeskip to after leader-talking?
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The numbers? I'm gonna look at what they mean...
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Ooc: wcrpg momentarily collapsed on me...
Snowpaw was finally allowed to walk on her own paws but she was still surrounded by a bunch of unfamiliar cats and she really didn't want anything to do with them. Foxdung...if I stayed in camp instead of suggesting anything in the first place, I wouldn't be in this... this thought was bothering her although she didn't show it.
Rain was happy with the little chat they had with Crimson; she always put a bit of fun into things. Now that there was a slave, he actually had something to do "So, anyone have any suggestions of what to make this kit do?"
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Oh yes...that one...pff XD -
*nods* I agree...It was more...
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Snowpaw coldly looked at her for a moment before looking around. This place full of twolegs has food? Yeah right... she turned back to Raven "There isn't any food here" that came out as somewhat of a snarl.
Rain was on higher ground, watching in case anything happened.
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Snowpaw froze for a moment "...beg?! From twolegs!" she hissed out in disbelief "I would rather starve than beg anything of them!"
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Snowpaw regarded both of them with cold disbelief "So that's what you cats do to live; beg" her eyes narrowed.
Rain rolled his eyes, watching form high ground "Pathetic kit..."
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Nuuuh! STRAWBERRIES.
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Snowpaw hissed as she was lifted and thrown at the door. She stood up and stubbornly glared at Raven "I won't beg".
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Rain smirked "I heard my name, eh?" he got down from the place where he was watching "So, you need me to break her...this should be fun..."
Snowpaw's just narrowed her eyes and hissed.
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Rain went from an easygoing matter to a darker one as he unsheathed his claws and asked while looking at them "I'm going to do this slowly, but the important question is...clean cuts or jagged edges?"
Snowpaw looked at both cats, starting to feel some sort of panic rising in her.
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Snowpaw let out a hiss and started to think of a way to get out of the alley.
Rain let out a small trill at the comment and shrugged "Either way can scar...but I feel in a mood for a clean cut" he started to slowly approach the apprentice.