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    Oliver tilted his head. "So is my dad." He admitted. "Sure I have everything I need and I really love my mom but...Yeah." He said with a shrug. "And what do I care if you kill people as long as it ain't me."He muttered, being slightly more empathetic now that he knew but still very wary of the other.

    He shrugged. "Well...You haven't killed me or my mom....I'm sorry about your mom and sister but....As far as I know in your story she's still alive" Oliver said, trying to comfort him a bit. "And I don't know, serial killers arwen't that surprising to me I wrote to Richard Ramierz when he was on death row and many others who are currently on death row....Not too scary if you aren't planning to do anything, not that I condone it." He said, slowly relaxing, a better look at Toby and he realized the boy wasn't a threat if he didn't sneak up on him, Toby was about half his size.

    He shrugged. "She's living with her sister." He siad, pulling his story up on his phone, raising his head to stare at him. "Well yeah you were about to slit my throat what was I suppose to do buddy?" He asked and stood up, looking over at him. Oliver didn't know what to do, there was a serial killer inside his house and he...Was having a normal conversation with him? He looked down at the floor after a second or so. "Y-you could...Kill my dad if that's what you need to do...Kill someone." He muttered. "They will be home any minute my mom says they go on dates but I know he just takes her to the bar."

    Badgerclaw turned away, going back into the den, passing firekit on the way, he curled up in his nest after muttering a quiet greeting to Hazelfeather, tail strewn over his nose as he tried to get a little bit more sleep, seeing as no one needed him currently and he was quite bored. Eventually he fell asleep, even in his sleep he shrunk away from the other bodies of the cats in the clan, sleeping shallowly like he was ready to jump up and fight if anyone as so much touched him. He always slept like that unless he took a nap outside the den, which was hard because he would normally wake up to find kits climbing all over him, which he didn't mind in the least bit as long as they weren't trying to tear his ears off.

    Badgerclaw lifted his head with an amused twinkle in his eyes. "Good but I could hear you a mile away, when you shrink down you focus on the ground in front of you, not just on your prey, and you have to keep your tail up it drags and make noise when you grow older." He said, nudging his tial with his paw, he leaned down, looking over at Bluemoon before whispering in his ear. "Why don't you try it on ol' Bluemoon." He said motioning towards him with his tail, knowing the older cat likely would play along

    He nodded. "As weird as that sounds...I'm tired of what he's doing to my mom." He admitted, scooting on the couch so the other could take a seat if he wanted. He continued watching the movie as he picked up the spilled biscuits, frowning. "You made me miss my favorite part of the movie." He complained, realizing it was passed the scene where they jumped off the roof together.

    "Yeah Lethal Weapon is a good movie." He grumbled, hearing the sound of his parents car pull in the driveway he turned to him. "Please don't hurt my mother." He begged, getting up and scattering towards his room to pretend to be asleep, hitting the T.V. button and light as he went by, putting the pillow over head after removing his glasses.

    (it is ouo)


    Ivoryclaw climbed into one of threes ont he edge of the clan, watching the others, only to realize he infact could not get down, hissed as he tried climbing down the trunk, giving up and leaping with a loud thump. "For starclan's sake why are mylegs so short." He complained, stretching out his paws.

    The father was obviously drunk, his wife going into their bedroom to get dressed and go to bed herself, he however was making his way to Oliver's room, stomping and obviously not pleased, yelling for Oliver to get out here, Oliver swallowed remembering he had forgotten to do dishes, he crept out of his room, visibly shaking as he was yelled at by the older man.

    Oliver sitll let out a surprised yelp, his dad hollering loudly, of course his mom ran in. He stepped back and didn't do anything, watching he dad be pinned against the wall by the serial killer, grabbing his mother ny her arm and running out with her, giving him both time to run away and to get his mom away from it. He acted just as surprised as she did, having "accidentally." left his phone on his counter and his mom not having hers, she ran to her neighbors house, him wtaching his own house nervously, the shadow of Toby and his dad visible through the window.

    Oliver took his mom back eventully after she called the police on her neighbors phone, he locked himself in his room the rest of the night aside from questioning. About three days later he went for a walk in the same woods, looking around. He didn't come in here for TOby, not really knowing he had gone back here, he walked along until he found an old shack, sitting in front of it, moving his hair from his face, taking his glasses off and running his hands over his face.

    Lionpaw had smiled at Berrypaw, waving his tail. "Hi." He greeted when the other walked over, looking away when he went to talk with the others, he wandered off a bit, finding himself near the bramble wall of the camp, he sat near it, listening intently for the sounds outside of the camp, a crow calling in the distance.

    He slowly brought the kit towards the nursery, gently setting her down. "Which one is your mother?" He asked, looking among the queens and kits, he felt surprisingly comfortable around them and Heazelfeather but none of the other warriors he had warmed up to yet, he gently set he down so she could answer. "And if you're going to put fire ants in our den you should probably do that at night." He offered teasingly.