Only the last thing Columbine had said had remained, littering the air around DeathPearl. She started to cough, gasping for air. Once settled down, she looked at Columbine. If looks could kill...."Oh, so now I'm supposed to suffer as well?" she gasped once again lounging at the she cat.
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Deathpearl rolled her eyes, "Oh please! Quit all this kit talking. Its kinda getting annoying," the last part ended in a yowl and Deathpearl once again lunged at Columbine. Claws unsheethed, she aimed for the she-cats shoulder, hopeing to leave something the she-cat would remember her by.
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Deathpearl skidded to a stop. A thought flashed across her mind. What if she pretended to faint? Maybe they would then throw her out. Waiting for the perfect opportunity, she once again lunged at the she-cat. "Used to it? Get lost fox dung"
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Deathpearl gasped when she met Columbine's weight. Pretending to black out now would be unesesary, as she was almost out. She hadn't eaten in weeks and the force of which Columbine met her was quickly cutting out her air supply. She stopped struggling and lay under the she-cat panting, refusing to say anything.
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Deathpearl was lacking air and was the heavy paw flew into her head. The process was speeded up and Deathpearl blacked out.
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Forgotten's fur stood on end when she saw the apprentice approach Friend from long ago? Wow. She thought smilling uncomfortably at the cat.
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[size=6]Deathpearl[/size]
[Continued from here]
Deathpearl's head spun as she tried to sit up. Her eyes half closed with tiredness she fought to stay up. Once aware of her changed souroundings and the she-cat Columbine gone, Deathpearl's fur stood on end and she cowered into the wall that she just lay by. She noticed a tom sitting by her, "Stay away..." she hissed barely audibly.
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ForgottenMusic winced at the name ending in 'Star'. Then she got mad. How dare this little pest..?
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[Wait, what is happening? and sure...is Cragstone going to go have a talk with northernstar now?]
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[size=6]Deathpearl[/size]
Deathpearl did not like the tom. He was too....nice. She had learned in her previous life that a place that first attacks you and then is nice to you, is bad. Deciding to not say anything, thinking this was best, Deathpearl just hissed at Hermes again.
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[size=6]Deathpearl[/size]
"Just leave me alone, ok?! I haven't done anything to you either, so you have no reason to get on my nerves," Deathpearl yowled at Hermes. His scars scarred her and she feared he might just pass some on to her.
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Name: MurderousGlare (can this be a name?) if not then DyingRiver
Gender: male
alliance: loner
rank:loner
appearance: here
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[size=6]Deathpearl[/size]
"Did you not hear? I--I---don't feal like talking to you, much the less looking at you." she moved more into the wall, trying to get away from the pestering tom. He so had issues. -
[size=6]Deathpearl[/size]
"Now that would be the understatement of the century..." Deathpearl muttered. After listening to her own words she figured they made no sence, but it still sounded mean, and that was her intent. On getting the tom to leave her be.
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first post an intro in the intro board. Say hi ya know? then make a profile in the Bio's. then ask for a mate ^_'
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[Haha! I'm gonna forget the layout -_-]
Deathpearl hissed at Hermes. Claws struggling to stay sheathed, she got up and padded to the bed. With one powerful leap she found herself in a mess of blood and cat waste. There was alos something else but Deathpearl decided to ignore it. Near the footboard she found a spot where she sat down facing away from the tom.
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Deathpearl sighed. This tom obviously never gave up, huh? Well. She liked being begged, exactly what the tom was doing now. Having someone think they are going to die if they don't get this or that. If they don't find out this or that. Claws unsheathed she turned away from him.