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    [justify][size=10px][color=white]Man, this is not what he was expecting. He was just enjoying his day until this guy showed up. Maaan, was he upset and pissed. He grunted as he was tossed to the ground and narrowed his eyes. The archangel snorted at the words that came from the male's maw.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 220px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: white; font-size: 10px;]did you miss michael sammy?


    Michael screamed in agony as his leg was broken then smashed. He growled softly. "That all you got?" he managed to sneer even though he was in pain

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 220px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: white; font-size: 10px;]The mountain lion's ears perked up at hearing singing. He grinned and looked in the direction he heard the singing and saw that Nosferatu was dancing as well. He got up and began to follow the other male's lead because why the hell not? He need some fun during the takeover.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 220px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: white; font-size: 10px;][ YOU JUST CAN'T HANDLE IT ]


    Michael cursed inwardly as Broken sunk his claws into his back leg muscle. He flattened his ears against his skull and hissed softly at the tiger. His emerald optics flickered to those that came over. Though his gaze lingered on William for quite a bit before he looked at his tormentor. "Really now? Everything you do seems so clichè, just like your face."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 220px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: white; font-size: 10px;]The archangel limped over and gazed at the joiner with his one good eye. He ignored the part when she called them 'filth' and huffed quietly. "Welcome to Thunderclan. Name's Michael but some call me Mike or Miikey for short," the former sentry said.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 220px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: white; font-size;]The one-eyed mountain lion limped over and smiled politely at the newest member of the clan. "Welcome to Thunderclan! Name's Michael. Pleasure to meet you," he hummed happily.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 230px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: white; font-size: 10px;]Mike gritted his teeth together as pain shot through him as claws met his left eye. His injured eye twitched as blood seeped out and onto the ground. Though that didn't stop him from laughing. [b]"Is this your first time torturing someone? Because if so, you're better bad at it," the one-eyed male snickered.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: white; font-size: 10px;]The one-eyed mountain lion sniffed softly as he watched Bloodclanners and Thunderclanners. He grunted as he shifted around but had a smile on his maw. These Bloodfuckers couldn't take him down, no matter what they did. He was strong for himself. He was strong for his clan. Realizing he barely knew anybody, he decided to call for a meet and greet. "Hey, meet and greet guys. Don't worry Bloodfuckers, you can come meet me too," he grinned widely.

    [justify][sup]The one-eyed mountain lion had his green ocular narrowed into a tiny slit. No matter how many times he changed his name, he would always be William to him. "Nice name choice," Michael rumbled softly.