"Yes definatly" he mewed, completely sure of his answer. "You don't have to take care of anyone but yourself, and you can go where ever you please, whenever you please".
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Flame appeared, coming from behind the bracken and undergrowth. Upon sighting the cat, his eyes flashed with fury, and his teeth bared in a snarl. "Who are you and why are you on my territory" he spat.
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Flames eyes still flared with hostility as he mewed at the she-cat this time, slightly kinder "Where did you come from"
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"Oh" Flame mewed, his fur not bristling anymore. "I am Flame" he added.
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Flame mewed "I guess we can make room for you to stay as long as you would like." Flame wasn't usually kind, actually he was the complete opposite, and he had no clue what provoked him to be kind this time. He brushed it off, and waited for the she-cat to reply. The fur on his firey orange pelt was bristling no longer, and his grassy green eyes glowed.
OOC: Are you joining my site?
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"Follow me" he mewed leading her to the place where he stayed.
OOC: okay. Also im going to make a new thread.
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Flame padded along the forest, his firey pelt hinted the reflection of the sun. He looked over his shoulder to see if the she-cat was following, his green eyes glowing with pride as he climbed the hill, on top of which the cave was located.
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"Oh you are one of those Nightclan believing cats I assume. Well so am I" she added carefully. "I can usually tell because they seem to be more vicious" she mewed, her pelt prickling as she waited to hear his reply.
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"Gosh, then your just a grouchy cat anyway" she glared at the Shadowclan cat "I always heard there were grouchy cats in Shadowclan. I would fit right in." she mewed apparently amused.
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"No. I have something else to say. What if I don't want to leave?" Skypelt hissed, pelt prickling in fury and her eyes turned from amused to hostile.
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Dreamcloud mewed a greeting to Maskscar, and nudged the small kit closer to Enigma.
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As her paws caught the side of his pelt, she pulled her legs in close to her body, and swug toward his body. She kicked at his side with her back legs, and then threw all her weight at him, attempting to knock him over.
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"No" Slash mewed "You meet new friends, Its pretty fun actually". Slash in turn couldn't imagine being in a clan. Always having to put others before himself. Fighting not just for his life, but for others. Hunting to fill others bellys, always have to do what the leader or deputy says. Basically your fate was in someone else's hands
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"O-okay" the small 5 moon old kit mewed, still unsure if the adders would come back and attack him.
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"No, its the same as being in a clan, hunt for your own food, fight to keep the fur on your pelt, except you don't have to take care of anyone else" Slash purred kindly, his tail flicking to the side slightly, deep in thought. I would never be in a clan he thought to himself.
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"So how is clan life" he mewed curiously. He gazed at the she cat through soft eyes, then once again in his mind he cursed himself for weakening himself this way. Nervously, he stared at his pitch black paws.
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Flame purred slightly, then looked down awkwardly at his paws. She-cats made him nervous, and he had never shown affection for them before.
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"Thanks" Dreamcloud mewed kindly. It made her wounds sting a little, and she winced back in pain, but after a few moments releif flooded through her body as the marigold soothed the wound, making it feel better.
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Dreamcloud was thrown off Maskscar's body, and sent flying through the air, frightened and shocked as she crashed to the groud, a few tail lengths away. Jumping back onto her paws, she sheathed in her claws, and then ran at him, attempting to leap at him, trying to flip him off his paws again, and force him to roll over.
OOC: Dreamcloud had her claws sheathed the whole time she was battling, I think I said that earlier, but oh well.

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Skypelts silver fur bristled, making her appear three times her size and she spat agressively "You can't MAKE me leave" her words were words of challenge and threat, and she was ready to fight, she had been itching for a fight for quite some time. Her heart beated quickly as she waited cautiously for him to attack. Her lips curled back in a snarl, and her once friendly eyes because hostile and cold. She wished she could stay and join Shadowclan, but this tom wasn't getting her hint.