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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]james's voice attracted attention but silent could not remember him, the change in body proving difficult for him to decipher. without the sight, he could not memorise souls, and therefore could not recognise people whom had swapped forms. nonetheless, he wagged his tail anyway and lolled his tongue, tipping his head painfully in greeting. might as well say 'hi' to an old friend, no? even if they failed to recognise each other.
blinking back to rangi in gratitude the wolf managed a sleepy smile in response to his words, grateful for the hospitality the wild dog offered. yes, he was glad to be home.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]silentviolence loped over, tongue lolling and tail wagging. a border patrol? he'd tag along, and was glad he'd managed to catch up even with the limp and the fact he looked like a mummy.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]towing the medicine cat apprentice into camp, silentviolence released her, tongue lolling and tail wagging. he'd leave, in a minute, once people had arrived to deal with ninetyninepaw.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]capture thread
returning to battle after towing ninetyninepaw away, silentviolence loped back into battle, tongue lolling as he searched for another opponent. the mca had been easy - he needed a challenge!
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]limping over with a smile, the newly returned mute nodded his head in greeting - ferris, huh? it was an interesting name, and silentviolence decided he liked it.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]smiling slightly, the mute limped over, catching the patrol and settling in nicely with a loll of the tongue and a friendly nod of greeting.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]silentviolence also approached, tongue lolling. he'd nabbed one too, a healer apprentice - tidalclanners were really all just bark, were they not? a few hits and they were out - or in ninetyninepaw's case, a hit - there was nothing more to it. he gave james a nod, though, happy they were bringing more captures in.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]"it's me, peachpaw... "
his ears pricked at that, joy flooding his previously pained features - but wasn't she a white cat? powers were awfully strange. tail picking up the pace and a happy pant leaving his opened jaws, the male looked to the leaves, then to his friend, before obediently moving his head along the floor to eat the raspberry leaves. he probably looked like a pet reunited with his master, his lack of speaking ability only furthering his idiotic appearance, but, in his haze, he cared not to notice.
私はあなたがいなくて本当に寂しかった！ silentviolence thought happily, though he did cough at the taste of the herbs he'd just ingested.
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sweetkit ♬
[align=center][size=9pt]She would continue to panic, oculars wide.[/size]
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Seeing the tom that had returned, she noted that he smelled like Ninetyninepaw. Anger flaring up in her core, the invisible savannah approached him quietly--manipulating her scent so that she smelled just as he did, and would be unnoticeable to any senses that were not supernatural. The sounds of battle would easily drown out her soft footsteps. Leaping up, the former leader aimed to snap at Silentviolence's ear, and shred it in her sharp teeth.
//is silentviolence a reference to Twenty-one Pilots by chance, from their Car Radio song?//
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]( uau y-yes )
calm.
that is how he felt as teeth locked onto his ear and shredded it, blood bursting from the wounds and cascading down one side of his face in a waterfall of red. the eye it covered was luckily his blind one, leaving his only seeing orb to snap sideways and focus on the female - how interesting. throbbing pain settled a haze over his mind and the white wolf had to fight through it, but eventually he was able to whip around and aim to headbutt candela in the stomach. if this worked, he would then aim to punch her in the face and temporarily stun her; if not, he'd use his jaws and try to grab a limb and pull her into the earth with a painful crack.
however, then sweetkit caught his attention and he tore away to run towards her, aiming to grab her in his jaws and run - why not?
( permission to capture? )
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]nodding to ninetyninepaw's words - yes, oh poop indeed - the white wolf turned to james with a wag of his tail. skullclan was free to do whatever they pleased with her, he hardly cared, but he did want to get back to the battlefield.
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sweetkit ♬
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She would gasp as he ran at her, stopping to raise tiny paws with unsheathed needle-sharp claws and bat at silentviolence.[/size]
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Knocked to the ground, the invisible fae flicked into sight. And stared at Silentviolence. "No!" she bellowed, her starlit body going limp as she changed into her maned wolf form. "Coward!" she shouted after the bleeding canine as he barreled away.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]wow, how painful. the male ignored the tiny claws and aimed to pick sweetkit up again, not pausing in his run - he'd already captured one, why not another? at the maned wolf's call, silent narrowed his eyes - yes, he was. and he didn't care.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]um. ha, what a funny name. silentviolence offered an amiable smile and nod of greeting at that, wagging his tail. it didn't matter if she didn't know his name. heck, the few who'd known him only knew the first half of it anyway.
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sweetkit ♬
[align=center][size=9pt]She would whimper softly and put her paws down as she was picked up, she yowled and hissed, batting violently at the air.[/size]
[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]( i can make a capture thread if you'd like? )
he felt terrible inside, it was true, but he kept on running, heading back toward a skullclan with another catch.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]carrying sweetkit in his jaws, gently and carefully, the white wolf padded into camp, before hesitantly depositing her at his paws. two down, roughly three billion to go. he was tired, but eager to return.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]capture thread
silent tried to ignore the whimpering and kept running.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]scrambling over with a grin on his face, the injured wolf nodded in greeting, sitting down and wagging his tail eagerly. herb training? why not?
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]he nodded to florida, but then looked to sweetkit with a mournful expression, shaking his head and lowering his head to nose her. sick? no, a pet of skullclan? yes.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]oh, right, it required speaking. ears drooping somewhat, silentviolence decided to simply listen, seeing as he couldn't do much else for the time being. he looked amongst those there with interest, paying attention to their answers. cleaning wounds, cobwebs, marigold, dropping bleeding.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]hiragana? he stiffened momentarily, but then relaxed and nodded again - why not? nicknames were fun, after all. the white wolf then returned his attention to the patrol at hand, tail wagging.
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[justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]his ears flattened to his skull as she hissed, but he once more attempted to nose at her. if she were any older, he would have been cruel, but he did have a few morals left, and he'd try not to hurt her if he could help it.
