Despite how tired he was, sleep didn't take him. He pushed himself up and stood gaurd, watching and waiting for something to happen.
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There was an explosion of fur and squeals from the nursey as Driftingmist's kits launched a 'battle' on the clan. "Come on, help us!" Stripekit yowled at Rarekit and Royalkit. Then she resumed pumbling the cat under her with tiny paws, sheathed.
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Shadow was bored out of his mind.
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"Kits!" Driftingmist scolded. "Go back into the den and don't come out until the meeting is over!" She said, herding the three trouble-makers into the nursery and standing gaurd this time.
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Just as dawn were breaking, Shadow saw a shadow moving in the distance.
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"I'm terribly sorry. They'll be punnished later." Driftingmist promised.
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OCC: Cant. Srry. Gotta go 2 dinner @ my friend's house.
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Shadow was relieved that it was only Mia. "Yes?"
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what is an aura?
I have three wolves:
Shika- the mother of two boisterous pups; she has smokey gray-black fur; her mate, a deep russet male, died before her pups were born; they were supposed to make a pack together
Min- Min, a young she-wolf, is an exact copy of her father with a smoky tail-tip; she has adventures without Shika often, most of them begin with fun and end with a near tradgedy; she never learns from past experiences
Shak- a young male who is a little Shika with a dark brownish face that,from a distance, looks black; he disdains adventures, but regularly gets pulled along; he is stong and intelligent, qualities he fears his wild sister lack; when their mother isn't around, he watches over the more playful Min
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"Of course." He motioned her to sit next to him.
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I hv a cat named Charoka. She is a russain blue and a loner. All her kin and friends have died and she is left with no one. Alone and abandoned, she wishes for death to come and end her pitiful life.
**Charoka scented a badger and hissed defiantly at the entrance to it's den. "You can't kill me! I dare you to try! Come out and take my life!" Now she was pleading. "Please, come out! My family has suffered, and I will be with them once again!" She promised.
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Charoka stared in amazement. She shook her head at the question. "N-no." A hulking mass wobbledout of the den. It swung it's mighty head back and forth, wondering who to attack first; to finish what he'd started, or begin with fresh meat. Charoka growled to get its attention and let this strange she-cat rest a while. "Over here, dirt-breath!" she growled.
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Charoka saw movement behind the mighty enemy and hoped it wasn' another badger. She scraped her claws in a garlic patch off to the side of her. In one graceful yet deadly flourish, she clawed the overly large beast, spreading the stinging garlic juice in the wound. "How does that feel?" She yowled. She hopped onto it's back and over, nearly running into the she-cat who stood behind, ready to leap.
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Charoka nipped and bit and scratched incessantly until the large badger stumbled away, grunting and growling, away from the two panting she-cats
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"Everone knows that. And that the feelings are mutaul." He said softly, ducking his head to catch her eye.
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I'll join. I'm also in Pantherclan.
Name: Lilacmoon
Gender: She-cat
Wanted Rank: Queen
Kits: Sunkit, Ashkit, Greenkit
Appearance: Light blue-gray with deep safire eyes and a scar across her face -
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Name: BanjeeAge: 16
Talent/s: ( Up to three max ) Can change into a cat; Tells the future; Can change eyes according to mood
Apperance (pic plz) :
In catform:
Personality: usually quiet, watching and learning from what others blurt out; she has never loved anyone but her sister
Likes: Moving forward, seeing her predictions come true, watching her enemies dieing without pain, leading a group
Dislikes: People who think too much of themselves, animal cruelty, mushy love stuff
Rank: Leader
Crush/realationship: No one
Other: None that I can think of
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"Don't understand what?"
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Name: Rennactanti(Ren-ak-tawn-tee) Albica(Al-bee-ka); friends call her 'Renn A' for short
Age: 14
Gender: girl
Looks: tall with long, wavey red-brown hair that has not been combed or washed since she was two
Personality: Smart, shy, finds it hard to follow others, yet she complies
Other: None currently
Penmates: Idc
Pet: Tyce(tie-ss)
Pet Apperance: Russian Blue half-grown
Pet Personality: can sense when something is wrong with Renn A; adventureous; doesn;t trust or like anyone but Renn A
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Kay. She's 18