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"Alright, Katsumi, this way," he headed to the back of his home and carefully climbed his way down the steep sandy slope, and waited in front of the pool of water.

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"This is whete I store my water, take as much as you need, since there is already so much."

The space gerbils and cats came to earth for a meeting with other aliens, for discussing topics such as war issues, land prosperity and just plain ranting. You'd think a group discussion like that would probably end terribly, it probably will, but they have to get to the meeting first. . . without killing each other or trolling humans.

OCC: The meeting was about to begin, it actually really was, if only some of the leaders weren't late. "Stupid cats, I bet they found a ball of yarn along the way and was distracted," Helios, a space Grass Owl spoke with a clear tone of disgust. Mina, a space Grey Squirrel added, "and then those moronic dogs probably decided to join them, even if yarns aren't truly in their interest. "Oh, don't you dare forget those insufferable gerbils, how dare they take their sweet time getting here!" a large space Moon Bear slammed his paw against the table, clearly irritated.
"It's a tad rude ta' be speakin' like dat', doncha think," Ighalis asked, staring at the bear with disdain,"Leon?" The leader of the space dogs and cats with him.

We survived the disdainful treatment of the Pure ones, we survived the wrath of the Guardians, and we have moved and lived on an island far away from the Northern and Southern kingdoms. We've gained strength over time, slowly, slowly, we piece together our plot to destroy the Guardians, to destroy what remains of the Pure Ones, to show the owl kingdoms we are not weak, and we will destroy those who humiliate us. We are the survivors of the Pure Ones.

[font=times new roman]"Our Kaiser, Kreet Halfmoon is willing to take you in traveler; that is, if you are willing to be taken in and repay your debt by pledging your loyalty," the largest tyto you have ever seen is hovering only a few feet from your head, slowly this owl descends until it's talons are firmly placed on the damp soil, in front of the spot you are resting. He carried an indifferent expression, yet you could tell he was quite young despite his size. Very young. He avoided making eye contact, and stared dully at the ground, he wasn't wilfing, but he did keep his head low as if he were in the presence of someone of great importance. But I'm not that important, am I? you silently think to yourself. His chest and face color was a soft brown, while his back and wing feathers were a walnut brown. His voice was a very soft as he spoke, much quieter than when he was trying to get your attention and stating what he needed to, "If you want, and need a place to rest, I can show you the way."

OCC: Your welcome

IC: "First of all, I am really wise, which is the reason I am the leader of the owls. Second of all, I don't have to be wise to have a pretty good guess to what you cats are up to," Helios ruffled his reddish brown feathers.

Captain Ighalis claimed his seat next to the space frogs.

OCC: You need to fill out orientation, relatives, and history.

Kilder decided to take his chance since Katsumi seemed like she was distracted with the water she was thirstily lapping up. He swiped his paw out towards her with tremendous strength, aiming to knock her into the water, which might've looked like it wasn't that deep.

Name: FallenPaw
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Rank: Apprentice
Kits (if any): None
History: FallenPaw was abandoned when he was a young kit by his kittypet parents. In the chilling darkness of the night he lay and awaited his fate, numb from the frost that threatened to consume him and burn out his tiny flame of life. His body that was shivering uncontrollably was moving slower and slower. Before sinking into the blackness that surrounded him, he saw a shadow hover boldly over and thought that his body was already going to be used as food for other animals.
The next day he awoke to an unfamiliar warmth and peeked between his eyelids to see what awaited him. Two elderly looking cats were talking, and he heard them say that he was lucky that some cat named Killerstar had actually taken time to help him. He didnt care, until the next day he met her, and realized why he truly was lucky.
Description: A black cat with a green and blue eye, his right eye was a warming viridian color like the forest. His left eye was an icy color that looked as if it had captured the image of a hail storm in it. A white splotch seems as if it melted out of the chilly color in his eye and stained the fur around it.
Picture: First of all Ill draw a picture, second Im on my phone.

Fallenpaw slightly shuffled in his sleep and awoke from hearing his own soft breathing. He was sleeping in a different den than the one he was in before. It was warm. Much warmer when he was taken out of the cold. A warm he recognized from long ago when his mother still loved him. Mother. Mother? It was that bitch who had left him to die, yet when he said the word he felt an undescribable sadness, a hollow pit in the depths of his soul. But he couldnt even remember his own name, what kind of cat who wasnt anybody feel sorrow? He opened his eyes to see which cat caused him to remember this warmth that had left him long ago. A lithe black cat was curled around, much larger than himself, yet he couldnt tell how old that cat was, and her icy blue eyes were a chilly color that seemed to freeze his soul. ". . . Who are you?" He askee, his voice quiet and a lot more hollow then he remembered.

". . ." A home? Wasnt a home a place where a family lived together, but there a price to be in a family. Something that member had to do to remain in the family, a role they had to accomplish to keep living in the home. Despite his age, Fallenpaw wasnt completely stupid or reckless,"whats the price?"

Fallenpaw slowly got to his paws, slightly taken aback by the claws and teeth that Killerstar used to decorate herself. He stood quite a bit shorter than this cat that was older than him, his black slightly dull from living in dirty alleys and the lack of grooming, even though he was incredibly thin from the lack of food his eyes contained chilling cold to them. Loyalty. Obedience. He could do that, and he got a family and a home in return. He would serve this cat, he didnt care if it dragged his soul to hell, or if he were to br betrayed, afterall, he didnt know what else to live for.

He nodded instead of speaking, his throat had an irritating dryness to it. He began to groom and when he was finished left the den of the cat he had just pledged alleigence to and went to the medicene cats den.

"Killerstar wants me checked for fleas or ticks," Fallenpaw answered.

Fallenpaw came insidethe den and sat down.

Fallenpaw held still when the cat put the mouse bile on his pelt to kill the fleas, when she was down he said his thanks before going back to Killerstars den.

Fallenpaw enterred his leaders den.

Fallenpaw nodded and went off to accomplish what he was assigned.

Fallenpaw hesitated in the middle of camp, wondering what he should do first.

Michael rushed down the hall and stopped at a door to his left. His long dark brown hair was tied sloppily back and his black jacket was being used only to hide that he was wearing a tank top. His pants was a dark colored jean and his choice of shoes was sandles. He had slept in late and rushed to get dressed and ready, which was why his normally casual appearance was tilting towards the more 'I don't care what I'm wearing' kind of appearance. He had managed to remember to bring his pokeball, which he had carelessly thrown in his bag along with a whole bunch of other school necessary stuff. He had managed to catch four pokemon; Milo (Zorua), Kilder (Sneasal), Reiver (Fearow), Odra (Oddish).
Michael took a deep breath and dashed past the teacher standing at the front door yelling,"Thank god! I'm not late!"