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RIVEN - MALE - 8 MOONS

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another cat made their way to the scene. her calico pelt signaled that she was taboa. while they had never personally interacted one-on-one he knew about her, had seen her around. she snorted out "good riddance" and he found himself agreeing. maybe it was uncharacteristic but he'd heard eaglescar was a pain. if he was off the streets was it really that bad?

the demoness made of white place a protect paw atop the deceased rogue. she reminded riven of a hanwk, holding onto its catch proudly before devouring whole. geez he hope that second part didn't happen. though it wouldn't exactly be too unthinkable. she had coerced him into being her mate just so she could kill him. yep, he was right. psychotic.

then she was mentioning a reward. it must have been a mission, riv realized. either that or she was some loose cannon bounty hunter looking to do work for bloodclan in exchange for - what? they didn't have anything to offer. aside from maybe protection. judging by the limp form of brown tabby under her she didn't need it though. yeah, mission.

spear appeared from whatever dark corner she had been brooding in. this, too, unphased him. she was virtually attracted to blood. like some kind of monstrous three-legged mosquito. he was glad they were sort of friend. otherwise she'd have been wearing his insides like a collar by now.

her presence around the newcomer had him feeling less unsettled. surely with her there he wouldn't become a twin to the poor sap on the ground. pushing himself up, soft paws padded closer to the sight. his mint eyes danced anywhere but the bloody mess of what used to be a cat. his gaze also never met the assassin's face. pulling up to the group, riven kept his distance. getting too close meant putting himself at risk. and although he trusted spear, he didn't know the other three that well. the white cat he didn't know at all.

his only reason for getting closer was to inspect the she-cat splashed with cherry color on her pelt. she was new, yet she wasn't. he was curious. a fatal flaw of his really.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]

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RIVEN - MALE - 8 MOONS

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the entrance came into view, a nice sight for his mint eyes. his legs slowed him to a trot as he carried himself the rest of the way. audy wasn't outside so riv assumed he'd entered already. the bars were far apart enough that the tome didn't even have to maneuver himself, instead just passing through as if walking down an alley between buildings. the sudden stench that over took his sensitive nose hit him like a brick. eyes squeezing shut, he continued forward.

and bumped right into someone. an oof! came from the black and white cat while he backtracked. looking up he saw a looming figure of tan and black. this is how he would die. about to turn tail and run, riven then saw audy ahead. he looked back to the stranger whom must have been joining them. "i-i'm so sorry. didn't see you th-there." hopefully the apology would keep this beast of a cat from ripping his head off.

// rushed aaaa[/size][/justify][/fancypost]

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