Omorthan was surprised at the other cat. "What are you doing here?" He looked back at the she-cat and said. "Go look for her."
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"You can hunt something for the Skulls," replied the Cave Warden.
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Omorthan snickered at the thought of war. "Seriously? They sure don't have any mind," sneered the Cave Warden as he leaped to intercept Shadowflame's attack, hissing.
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Omorthan mumbled to himself as he rolled over and heaved himself up, sitting down near a den and licking his paw clean, then tending to his ruffle fur as he looked over once again, his amber eyes clearly indicating no emotion. The Cave Warden sighed as he walked over to Dawn, looking her over before mewing in a deep voice, "Why the new territory?"
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"Hurry up," snapped Omorthan as he sat down.
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OOC:|: No worries.^^
IC:|: Omorthan rolled his eyes. "Get up."
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"Watch who you're talking to," Omorthan said with a lash of his tail, his eyes hardening. "You're in our territory, and talk to me like that, Skull's cat will shred both of you to pieces."
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He snort. Those stupid tribe cats were nothing to him but loser, well to him. Omorthan looked at the entrance or the exit of the camp. "Fine then. Get your kits and we'll go," Omorthan said.
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"Hurry and look," Omorthan said with an impatient tone as he as well scan the camp. Who would be her sister anyway? The Cave Warden spotted and gave him a nod of greeting.
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OOC:|: Lol.
IC:|: Is that how she carries her kit. He managed not to laugh at her, but offer his help. "I can carry one if you'd like," Omorthan mewed.
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Omorthan stared down at the kit at first, looking at him with his dark, amber eyes before attempting to grab his scruff.
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He only nodded. "Why did you steal her?" asked the tom as he looked from the kit back to the Skull.
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Omorthan thought about it. Maybe she can keep her clan name if she'd like. But he can let her decide. "Do you want to change your name then?" asked the Cave Warden.
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Omorthan gave a small nod. "Alright. It was just a choice. It doesn't have to be mandatory," he said with a twitch of an ear.
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"Just shut up and kill that stupid leader," Omorthan snarled at the Skull, glaring at the cats around them.
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Omorthan narrowed his eyes. "Is your father alive or dead?"
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Omorthan snort at the thought Clanners. Thought they were better than any other group. "Bet you fought well," he mewed casually, wondering if Death had any battle wounds to show it.
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"Come on," he mewed as he walked out of the camp, ready to go to the new Skull's territory. It was a better home than the old ones, he had to admit.
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Even if the Cave Warden would talk, he wouldn't be able to with a kit in his mouth, muffling his voice and making his jaws sore just by holding the tom-kit with his teeth. Omorthan glanced around and padded deeper out of the territory ready to go to the new destination, Skull's new territory.
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Omorthan rolled his eyes, keeping his claws sheathe as he gave the tom a look. "I am loyal to the Skulls, cat," he growled with irritation. "Now answer my question."