Jetstream noticed Proxy and the Twolegs. "Hey, I'll be right back, okay?" Not waiting for a reply, she leaped over to the camp. She saw 3 Twolegs. "Is this your dump?" She muttered, but then flew toward a twoleg, claws out, ready to tear at its legs.
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Click clack clickidy click click
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OOC: By the way Sky, Jetstream is a girl.
IC: The Twolegs, obviously not wanting to get scratched and torn, tried to hit the cats (and ditto) with a heavy metal trashcan. Jetstream got two good starched before being hit by a trashcan and flying to the other side of camp. A twoleg took out a phone and mumbled, "Could you bring animal control or sumthin? There are livin' animals in the dump."
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Derpmerpherp
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Whiteflash heard the two cats talking about some complicated stuff, even though she was on the complete opposite side of the camp. It was confusing. But wasn't that eavesdropping-isn't that bad? She and Silverdawn both had exceptional hearing. Most cats think we are sisters she thought. But they must never know the truth...
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I dun't watch me little horsie.
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Jetstream hoped the Twolegs were gone, she felt paralyzed in this position. "Oww..." She groaned.
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Clicking lalalallala
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Sure, but don't expect me to be on it all the time XD
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Sure thing, but I'm not always certain when he comes on. It's best you just copy and paste it onto this page,cand he will see.
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Jetstream could only move a claw. After a few more minutes, she could get up. Her side ached, but thankfully the Twolegs were gone. "That'll show them," she croaked. Suddenly, on the horizon, thee appeared a large van with a picture of a dog's head on the side. The dog had a spiked collar, and inside was a very bulky (and hairy) twoleg. He came out, and stated, "Animal control here."
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"I... I don't know... Ohhhhh ohhhh..." She croaked and groaned. Her side was in deep pain. "It's animal control... We are animals... And they want... Control..."
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"That's great... I don't think... They want control... Of you, but... Of the population..."
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Yeah, i wasn't sure. Though I am "HipsterGroudon", I'm actually a girl.
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I just noticed that. Foxferras are cool, I wish i could have one!
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The twoleg was obviously waiting for something. Then, another monster similar to the first one that had come appeared. There were men in bulky suits, so thick a cat, a dog, or even a monster itself couldn't get through. There were tow men dressed like this. The regularly clothed man spoke. "Cats, and a lot of em. 'Ay probably gots rabies." The man spit out a sunflower seed shell. "Ya know what ta do. They probably want 'ere territory back to shape. Put some hidden traps." The man spat out another seed, and nodded toward the two men in the odd suits.
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Also, I put the thing in your signature in mine.
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Whiteflash didn't understand. Silverdawn probably would, but why would a she-cat kill her beloved kits, then Drown herself? Was that cat completely mad?
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"Ohh..." Whiteflash slapped her tail across her mouth. She had never been meaning to say anything, and it was just rude to chime into a conversation.
Silverdawn looked at the sleeping Frogpaw. She couldn't remember the herbs for breaking legs. She remembered she needed to apply more marigold, this type of breakage could be easily infected. She created a poultice and applied it to the apprentice's broken leg.