[justify][size=8]Maggie looked up from where she was meditating and jumped up, screeching. This was new. MRRROWR! A look of panic formed in her eyes. She was not a fighter. After years of loosing friends in battle and even crippling a leg in her previous body, Maggie was all about peace. But she wasnt one to preach. The apprentice scampered towards a small boulder and hid behind it, her chest heaving. Okay. Okay. Wait-- Did Maggie even know how to fight anymore? Only one way to find out, She decided to herself, springing out from behind the rock, landing with a puffed tail and bared fangs. She could imagine how she looked; Cute. Damn these munchkin legs!
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50 silver to anyone who knows where the song lyrics are fromSo, Blood Clanners are dicks. What's new there? Maggie had come to the conclusion that this wasnt their first raid on River Clan, but couldn't exactly tell. So, Blood Clan + River Clan = Anger, no? Well that's exactly why Maggie wanted to do this. No one didnt like being relaxed, right? Right.
Maggie found a pretty grassy spot on the territory and sat down. She made sure there was enough room for more then a few cats and called out, Hey, who wants to learn to meditate?
//low muse
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[justify][size=8]Sweet, Maggie said cooly to Crypticsoul. She turned to Reincub and smiled. Nope! She paused and looked up thoughtfully. Nope meaning yes, you can join. She added, grinning.
//musedeath help
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Dodging heads, Maggie ran towards the centre of camp and began heavily breathing. WHAT. THE. FUCK. IS. GOING. ON. She closed her eyes violently and grunted. Oh god... Oh god... Calm... Find... Your... Happy... Place... DOES ANYONE HAVE A MINI PAPER BAG?!
//low muse and monsters vs aliens refence yaaaa
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[align=center][size=8]Maggie chuckled. Well you asked if I minded if you joined, so no, I dont mind if you join. Because according to English, 'minding' something has a neg- Argh, I hate thinking. She cut herself off and smiled, sighing. Let's wait for some more cats to arrive before we begin, eh?
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OMG FOR A SECOND I THOUGHT YOU NAMED THIS AFTER ME BTW MAGGIE IS BACK IN A DIFF BODY AND NOBODY HATES HER ANYMORE -
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Dude. Thats sick.bump/tbw
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[justify][size=8]A head fell directly in front of the munchkin apprentice- The head of a kitten. She screamed a high-pitched scream and scampered. She paused, blinked at Chinatiger and choked an embarrassed laugh. Ahem. I'll take some. Or a whole bush full.
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Alright, Maggie smiled. First, get comfortable. Sit, lay down, stand- Well, I dont really think stand- Just get as relaxed as you can. Close your eyes. She began.
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Aw shit. Thanks, sleep.Maggie pressed her ears flat against her skull. On second thought, yes. She had completely forgotten how to fight. Sooooo... running? Running.
She darted through the battlefield, (not a very smart move) running slowly as she hadn't yet adjusted to her munckin legs, bumping into cats as she ran. Wow. Very skill. Much brave.
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[size=8]Finally, Maggie muttered, stepping over heads. Someone told me the leader's freaking name. I didnt know until now because no one told me... She scoffed. She shook her fluffed and scared ginger fur, fur flying everywhere. Uhh, oops... She sighed. So what's Blood Clan's deal, anyway? I mean, when I was here Blood Clan and River Clan kind of stayed out of each other's way...
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[justify][size=8]Not only was she confused, but she was utterly lost. River Clan had changed so much. First of all, what are weekly tasks? And what's going on with these twolegs/gathering supplies shit? And dont get me started on ThunderClan. While travelling here, Maggie passed it and just couldn't deal.
Lazing about just thinking about possible answers isnt going to help anyone, so Maggie sat up and called, Oi, can anyone help me with some questions I have?
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[size=8]Maggie dodged by an inch, screaming as she did. I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THIS! I AM A LOVER! NOT A FIGHTER! She called into the air, aiming to spin around and kick Cerulean in the jaw.
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[size=8]Maggie dodged by an inch, screaming as she did. I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THIS! I AM A LOVER! NOT A FIGHTER! She called into the air, aiming to spin around and kick Cerulean in the jaw. -
Well, Maggie began, glancing over the crowd. Let's start with number one. What are weekly tasks?