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worrylist chuckled at him lightly. how funny this was. she loved this challenged. yet, right after she gave birth she promised vindicate she would do it.
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hehe .3.
she's actually normally really shy, but if she knows someone needs help she becomes a whole different person. cx
you make or i make?
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tinykit padded up, giving a small to the kit. she looked so lost. so alone. how old was she? tinykit was two and a half weeks, yet she was a tiny thing. she was only about the size of a new born. when she grew up, at full size she would look like a apprentice. "are you alright?" she asked, giving a small glare at skully that said she's small and alone. politics later.
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"YOWLOOOOO" this kit suddenly yowled like a dog, and stopped as suddenly as she started, expression blank.
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She wanted to yell, scream. Question their plan and try to get them to leave stella behind. She didn't expect the leader to react, so she spoke her little mind, creeping out of her hiding place with her lips pulled back. "You do know, it'd be fine if she went 'missing'. we have other strong leaders. what are you planning to do, hurt her? leave our home defenseless? well, you won't. we know she's strong. we have people who can still protect, still fight. stupid. if you really wanted to hurt our clan, you'd go for a strong one, or a prized kit, a different high rank. if you wanted to hurt stella, you would go for one of her family members. i didn't know you guys were so stupid. i thought you were supposed to be strategic killers and breakers of familys. some people just can't live up to their reputation." she snarled at him, though, as it said in the first post, this wouldn't make a difference.
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i'll be camping until tuesday! can anyone temp my character?
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"it's food?" she murmured to carny curiously, poking one.
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the lifted up form her spot slowly, her whiskers twitching as she smelt the air. she quivered a bit as she got to her paws, but then carefully prodded the goats belly. when it din't seem to mind, she carefully adapted and suckled from it's milk. it tasted bitter, yet she was starving.
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oops. cx
thanks for the offer deer, i guess i wasn't on in time. <3
i'm going to go get my activity back up now, to make up for it! sorry!
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she snarled at him. "stop it, let my mommy go! stop!" she mewed, but she knew it would be no good.
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the little kit padded up in a track , wondering why the usual active people weren't posting yet.
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tiny watched from the bushes, trying to stay on the 'DL' from bloodclan.
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she padded under carnival's paws, her face brave and intact. her lips were strung to the sides of her ears in a snarl, pinned down to her head. inside she wanted to cry.
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\the femme's nose twicthed as she watched the cub from afar. she didn't trust anyone around here anymore. she couldn't.
/track post
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tinykit watched, her body pressed close to the ground. tinykit was a good moon now, but she looked the size of a newborn. her eyes narrowed slightly. she was stella's baby! "you're my brother, then," she murmured, just enough for him to hear.
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The femme herself was only shy in the beginning, and hid under bellas paws as she stalked over quickly.
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Her eyes expressed the emotions of fear. The soft, glowing blue of the optics could be read easily. She marched on with pride, but as soon as tinykit crossed the border she second guessed herself. What was she doing here?! She wasn't going to be able to find Stella. They could skin tinykit, right in front of Stella! Her mother would never forgive herself. She was so small, anyways... tiny would never be able to stand up for anything. She was almost a moon and a half, but looked smaller than a newborn.
The scarf wearing kit pinned her ears to her head, starting to turn, but she could hear them, bloodclanners, approaching.
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She was gone without a trace. If you followed her trail it lead directly toward bloodclanners. What had tinykit been thinking?!
/computer is acting up, short posts
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Can tinykit be tortured retro?? She left regime and went to bloodclanners to find Stella o-o
She's dumb
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/forgot to add, free to anything cx
She shook, but her expression hardened as she tried to be brave. "I-i want to see my mother! Y-you have no right to take her!" She newer bravely, fear wafting off of her pelt.
