this is updated again.
i got my tablet back! <3
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[justify]She knew that she would be demoted for extreme inactivity (not showing up to anything), so Seapaw was okay with that. Now that her roleplayer was back and ready to roleplay, after missing it for so long, she hoped that over time she could regain her position. Well, first order of business was getting to know her clan.
It had changed since she had last been and gone. Stella was now perished, Rohthy was leader, but other than that everything seemed to be the same old, except for all of the new people. "I'm back, finally." she barked, the newfoundlander stomping her way home. She had dumped her blind body a long, long time ago and was now much to fond of seeing to ever let it go..
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"My roleplayer left and I'm a total loser, but I'm just going to say that I was swooped up by BloodClan because it's the easiest excuse lmao" Seapaw barked, but it was basically her roleplayer talking. "So yeah. How are ya? Heard you were the leader now? Congratulations!" she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt towards Stella. She had been her friend, and now she was gone. However, she would have to get over that one real fast if she was going to get anywhere.
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Senbi dragged his sorry ass across the border. He was such a loser, coming and going all the time. "I'm back, but that isn't anything new" he meowed, blinking his eyes closed.
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"I'd be willing to deliver some, Rothty" she barked, wagging her tail. Last time she delivered something she was with Stella, though she couldn't remember where she had gone.
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Seapaw made her way over, eager to get her nails painted. Even though she wasn't currently part of the slumber party group, she hoped that she would be accepted and would be given a chance to get her nails painted!
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She had been gone for a long time, and it only made sense to be demoted. "Congratulations, everyone!" she cheered, happy and not a tad bit saddened by the news.
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Seapaw narrowed her eyes as she made her way up to the she-cat, eyes narrowed into tiny brown slits. "Who're you, and what are you doing on RadicalClan territory?" she asked, tilting her head to the side slightly. She could smell the BloodClan on her, and it made her angry.
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The tom grinned and looked towards Balaur. "Congrats, Balaur!" He called, smiling at his, very old indeed, friend. "The name is Senbi," he meowed, nodding. He had changed it to Alphonso once upon a time, but I mean, comeon. That was such a lame name. Looking then towards Winter, he smiled. "hey, Winter" he said, nodding. And finally the new cat was there and Senbi smiled. "I'm Senbi, it's nice to meet you"
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Throughout his life, Senbi had been terrified of dogs since the beginning of time, ever since he was a kitten. So, naturally, when Balaur mentioned that of a dog pack heading towards camp, Senbi's muscles tightened under his fur and his claws flexed in and out of their sheathes. Turning towards where the noise was coming from, the cinnamon point took a deep breath, and then made his way slowly up a tree, where he would perch and wait for an unsuspecting dog to hover underneath him, looking for it's next opponent.
Senbi then did what he had always done when entering battle; he imagined them in armor, running across thick vast ground, the wind blowing around them. That was when he could first see that of the dogs, their heads bobbing up and down as they ran fast-paced through the forest, looking for their first victim. That was when he saw it, a black dog, tall and muscular reaching for a lilac tabby. She wasn't fast enough, and was killed on the spot. The cinnamon point narrowed his eyes, and flexed his muscles leaning forwards. One kill was not enough to make him go, not yet at least. He watched as his clanmates attacked around him, and a small smile pressed itself onto his muzzle. That was when he decided to attack.
omg this is shit i will restart when i have time holy.