Lightningthief's ears perked as he walked along the shore, the skills of a hunter obvious about him. The ThunderClanner's ears drew back at the sharp scent of another cat. Its presence made him uncomfortable, and he let out a low, warning hiss, unsure of the size of this other cat. If it was larger, he would run back to camp. If smaller, he would fight. But for now, he just stood there, back arched and spitting at an unknown 'threat.'
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Brokenpaw's pale gold eyes opened again. "And to think I was hoping on a bit of peace." He muttered sarcastically, yawning a giving a stretch. He sat up, ear flicking. "You need something?"
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Lightningthief stepped out from his den, long silver tail flagging behind him. "What's the cause of all this commotion?" The massive brute questioned, expelling a yawn and stretching. As he sat down, Lightningthief's tail curled over his upper torso, a sure sign he was tensed in case of danger. Ear twitching, the tom's pale amber eyes fell on tCombatpaw. Prisoner......? Or newcomer?
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Lightningthief's ears rose from being flattened against his skull. "Who's there?" He questioned, tail-tip twitching anxiously. He wasn't sure what to expect.
OOC: Sorry, lost my muse. Its so short.
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Alrighty, accepted. Just wait for one or two more people before the RP begins.
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Accepted as well! Shall we RP?
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Brokenpaw rolled his eyes and let out a small grin. "Well, have you eaten yet? I didn't see you on dawn patrol this morning, you're lucky to be able to sleep in!" The dark hued tom mused, tail flicking behind him.
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Obsidiansky, a massive feline hunk and very aware of it, turned his head toward where the brigade of kits hid from the small group of foxes. Bloody nuisances. He thought. However, the handsome black tom also realized that fox traps lay about the path. Muscles rippling, he sprang from the tree he currently sat in, to one out of view.
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[font=georgia]This role play is nothing fancy. In the middle of the night, which hasn't happened yet, cats from camp are going missing. Perhaps the story will become more vibrant as we move along. Feel free to jump in at any time!
Grizzlyclaw, a massive feline hunk and very aware of it, allowed his tail to coil around his muscular stature, his ebony jaws parting as he yawned. The brute noticed other warriors about the camp, but made no effort to greet or chat with them. Instead, Grizzlyclaw plopped himself down in a sunny spot of the camp, basking in warmth. The handsome tom was extremely bored, that was easy enough to see.
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Obsidiansky snorted. Did this small she-cat even realize there were traps everywhere? Obviously not. Launching himself down, the rogue warrior snatched a fox traps in his powerful jaws, slicing the rope it was attached to with his claws. Racing in front of the kit and foxes, but still out of view, Obsidiansky placed the trap where the kit could see it, but perhaps one fox would stumble into it. Leaping back, he waited in the bushes.
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Seeing his plan had worked, partially, Obsidiansky yowled above the shrieks of the male fox, fangs gripping the back of its neck. If the vixens cared at all for their potential partner, they would turn around and charge him, hopefully giving the kit enough time to scale a tree.
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Slightly startled to have such a massive creature a approach, Grizzlyclaw directed his chilled gaze up, way up. "Salutations." He murmured, still slightly awestruck. He had no idea if this was a new breed of dog, cat, or badger. However, he understood it, so that was a positive sign.
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Obsidiansky lashed the remaining vixen with so much force that it hastily fled from the scene. Two down, one to go. Leaving the male fox in the trap, the handsome ebony tom halted as another kit tackled the vixen. One kit couldn't take on a fox by herself. With a shriek, the brute launched himself at the fox, claws hooking and pricking its pelt, fangs sinking into it's flesh.
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Fawnfoot's ears flicked, her soft blue eyes catching a glance at the sullen apprentice, then his tormentors. "Hey! Why the long face?"She teased, tassle coiling around her paws as she neared Spotpaw. She flashed a dazzling grin, in an effort to cheer the poor lad up, and then sent a chilling glare at the other apprentices who teased him relentlessly. The cream and white tabby sent a warning hiss in Whitepaw's direction, a patent sign that she would have serious explaining to get done if the smaller brute was shoved into the water.
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Fawnfoot's tassle waved once more, and she merely snorted at Whitepaw, turning her head. "Attitudes like that belong in the nursery." The she-cat turned once more to Spotpaw. "Sorry if I did seem like that, but just ignore them."
Obsidiansky, a massive hunk and very aware of it, watched the scene from his perch on a small rock. His sleek ebony stature remained still, his expression revealing nothing. The brute's piercing blue gaze struck Fawnfoot as she spoke, then swerved back toward Whitepaw, awaiting her response. It was impossible to tell if he would side with anyone.
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Fawnfoot ignored the obnoxious white brat, lapping a forepaw and drawing it over her forehead. "Careful. Speaking to a warrior like that can get you sent back to the nursery."
Obsidiansky's muscles rippled as he stalked forward, around the opposing side of the mocking apprentices. He sat with his head tipped, his eyes like chips of ice as they narrowed. Still, he said nothing. He smirked at both Fawngfoot and Whitepaw's comments, before making his presence known with a yawn. "It would appear that pale apprentice Whitepaw has a point." He directed his voice to Loudpaw.
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Obsidiansky trotted to the waters edge, bending over to look at Birdclaw. His gaze had not the slightest hint of care, or mercy. He merely sat there, tail lashing in anticipation as the female's head bobbed to the surface.
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Obsidiansky's banner flicked as he allowed himself to hiss at Birdclaw. "Unprovoked attack couldn't just get you banned, our leader could send someone after you." He retorted, tongue rolling over his jaws in contempt. "I'd stay out if I were you." The brute cooed, a yawn erupting from his muzzle as he sat down and watched the she-cat paddle her way to the shore.
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Obsidiansky's icy eyes observed the small group of warriors from his stony perch, eyeing the newcomer with hostility. "Who's this?" He would slowly stalk toward them, his tail waving high above his back as he did so. The ebony male obviously did not care for loners.
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Grizzlyclaw, a massive hunk and quite aware of it, allowed his emerald eyes to follow the she-cat as she darted about, a grunt escaping his muzzle. "May I ask, M'Lady, who you are and why you're here?" The brute landed nimbly on his paws, leaping down from the rock he was seated upon. His tail lashed furiously behind him, but other than that, no hostility could be detected from his silvery-gray figure.