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    Woo!! the subby is mostly complete, just have a little bit more to do and fix up.
    thank you all for making me feel welcome c:

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    1. [font=arial][color=white]Muninn[/color], played by [url=http://https://feralfront.com/index.php?action=profile[color=white]Skully[/color][/url] [color=lightblue]♂[/color]
    2. [size=9pt]A sleek black cat with hidden dark stripes, yellow eyes, wears a pink studded collar.[/size][/font]

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    This tom cat had recently joined, and was out on his own having some alone time like he commonly did. He had heard the sounds of voices nearby and crept over being as quiet as he could. Muninn's ears lowered once he picked up the scent of Riverclan cats, why were they here? He thought. The tom cat made him self present but said nothing, he wasn't a big talker, he simply sat down behind his clan mates in the snow, lowered his head and shoulders and wrapped his tail around himself. He had a displeased look on his face, his alone time had been interrupted.


    ( first post, woo!!)

    [fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:400px; text-transform: lowercase;][justify][size=8] The black cat was present at this altercation. He was moping around in the background waiting for something interesting to happen. "Respect is earned, not given you mouse brain", he proclaimed. "Earn our respect! EARN IT!" He taunted, really he shouldn't be shouting orders but he was bored and wanted a fight.


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    Muninn // 3 years // traditional bloodclan // male
    Black cat with hidden stripes, yellow eyes and a pink studded collar.
    Nicked ears and a scar on his nose and muzzle.
    Attack in any variation of pink
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    [color=white]All opinions are IC

    [fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:400px; text-transform: lowercase;][justify][size=8]Mun was there, watching. This would be the first Pit battle, to watch not to participate in. He wasn't one to gain new scars over practice. He did not, and will not pick a cat to win, he was just there for a bit of entertainment. He sat down softly and lowered his head to make himself look more intimidating. "get on with it...", he mumbled waiting for the battle to commence.


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    Muninn // 3 years // traditional bloodclan // male
    Black cat with hidden stripes, yellow eyes and a pink studded collar.
    Nicked ears and a scar on his nose and muzzle.
    Attack in any variation of pink
    [color=pink]⛧
    [color=white]All opinions are IC

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    What a sight. The tom cat was attracted by all the insults. He remained quiet and circled the group of cats, watching and waiting, he would happily jump in when needed, or if he felt like it. Mun flicked the tip of his tail back and forth, his eyes locked onto the she-cat. He let out a fake yawn in an attempt to show off his teeth, trying to be intimidating.
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    Muninn // 3 years // traditional bloodclan // male
    Black cat with hidden stripes, yellow eyes and a pink studded collar.
    Nicked ears and a scar on his nose and muzzle.
    Attack in any variation of pink
    [color=pink]⛧
    [color=white]All opinions are IC

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    "You could always force feed her," the black cat said as he watched the scene unfold. "You wouldn't want her to starve now." he added as he got closer. He wasn't fazed by the situation, frankly he didn't really care where that kit come from. Perhaps, if it were still alive it could of been a valuable to keep it and train it but it was dead.
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    Muninn // 3 years // traditional bloodclan // male
    Black cat with hidden stripes, yellow eyes and a pink studded collar.
    Nicked ears and a scar on his nose and muzzle.
    Attack in any variation of pink
    [color=pink]⛧
    [color=white]All opinions are IC