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As always, the little tom was roaming the territory. As always, breaking the rules. It was a usual thing now, each time going further and further out into the territory. At this rate he'd be the best when it came to becoming a Thug! The brown tabby was ecstatic about this, wanting to someday follow in his mother and father's paw-steps.

But this time it was difference. Dragonkit could only strain his ears so far, but he suspected something was lurking near. He wasn't sure what it was, just that it was... well, there. Every time he stopped he could hear pawsteps crunching behind him, stopping a second after he did. But of course, the Joker didn't look into it. But suddenly, it irked him.

"I know your there, so just come out." he rolled his eyes, stating bluntly to the stranger to get out of the hiding place. And as soon as he saw the cat, he wished he never came out. Pupils dilating in fear, Drag's back arched in an angry form, lip curling back to reveal tiny white teeth. "Your a Bloodclanner!" it took all his willpower not to run and hid. He was going to take this as a man.

"Ah, smart little kitty, eh? Your coming with me, little friend." the Bloodclanner hissed, a smile masking his grin. Blood stained his pearly whites, which were sharp as a razor. "You can't make-" Dragonkit started to taunt, unsheathing his claws. But before he could finish the sentences, the Bloodclanner had pinned him down. Blood drew from his chest at the razor-sharp claws, making him wince. "I thought so..."

And with that, the other clan tom swooped down, picking up the Joker. And disappeared into the growing snowfall. Dragonkit dangling helplessly from his jaws, tears burning at his eyes. Would he ever see Lacey again? Or his Mommy, Daddy, and Sisters?

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Dragonkit whimpered, too scared to even yell. He'd given up on twisting a long time ago, the Bloodclanner's razor sharp teeth only sunk further into his skin. Suddenly, he felt something come loose from his ankle. The braclet! The wooden braclet he made!

"NOOO MY BRACELET!" he wailed reaching out as he twisted back. A yelp escaped his jaws before the two disappeared into Bloodclan territory.

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Poor little Dragonkit. He was stuck in this wretched place, to be tortured. Now he sat in what he called his 'prison' and cried. He was old enough to know that this change wouldn't be for the better. If only Lovestar- Mommy- and Virtigo -Daddy- could save him. But to do that, it'd be war. Unfortunately, the tabby didn't want them to go that far.

Now he was in for a real treat. Soon enough, Bloodclanner's would hurt him. Make him go insane even. Escaping at a young age like his was almost impossible. The son from Sunclan had already tried, but he'd captured. The poor kitten was alone and scared. He only wished he could find Infinitepossibility. Probably not though, since they'd probably be kept away from each other. To prevent escape strategies.

Draggy shivered, letting the cool winds dry his tear-streaked cheeks.

[ torturing in this thread is needed ]

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The tabby jumped to his paws, back arching as he spat out a hiss. He rubbed his teary eyes with a paw, sliding out his tiny little claws. "Who are you?" stupid question alert. Draggy didn't even care. His bright blue orbs were narrowed menancingly. Well, as menancing as a kit can get.

Tail lashing, he bunched his muscles, ready to strike at the female. In a twoleg world, hitting a female was illegal. In his world, it was normally hilarious. But this was business.

[img width=510 height=415]http://i1293.photobucket.com/a…ragonkit1_zps4f0eecad.png[/img]No, Dragonkit didn't trust the albino, who stood across the room from him. But she wasn't his concern at the moment. The handsome tabby whipped around to see a female walking towards him. She didn't speak, only unsheathed her claws.

No way in hell would he be beat by a girl. First off, he was taller. Second- he was a guy for Star Forest's sake! No to be beaten, the tom unsheathed his claws, spitting at the female. He lowered himself, belly touching the ground. In this position he'd easily be able to dodge an attack from her.

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DAMMIT! They all just kept coming.

Dragonkit pressed himself against the back wall, hissing furiously. "Are you kidding me?! You don't even know the cats you kidnap?! That's pathetic." he glared at all three females, arching his back. The Sunclan kit was secretly afraid, but there was no evidence of this. Instead, Draggy only showed anger.

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Dragonkit rolled his eyes, not intimidated. "I never said you should know their names, morons. I said you should know who they are. Know about them before you decide their useful. Judging by the clan you've got here, you people aren't very good at strategizing. Ha! You think I'll be nice to you. Yout retarded; I know I won't be let out of here off the hook, so what's the point?!"

Drag was happy with this job. To be honest, it was pretty hilarious. Sure, he might get hurt. But insults to these cats were like sins. Once again he dropped to his stomach, ready to dodge any attack.

[img width=510 height=415]http://i1293.photobucket.com/a…ragonkit1_zps4f0eecad.png[/img]Dragonkit growled, spitting at the female. A wave of nausea fell over him, making the tabby grit his sharp teeth. What the hell was this?! Under his fur, he got the slightest bit pale, and in his throat he felt bile coming up.

But showing signs of this would be surrender. Nope, not happening. Draggy fought back the vomit, clawing the ground angrily. "I'm not telling you anything!" Although he secretly answered them in his mind.
Yes. My parents are the epic leaders of Sunclan!

[img width=510 height=415]http://i1293.photobucket.com/a…ragonkit1_zps4f0eecad.png[/img]The mouthy young Sunclan Joker sat in the back of a den, chained to the wall. Earlier he'd mouthed off one of the cats, so he'd ended up like this. Stolen, beaten, tortured, and now this. God damn it. Dragonkit was sick of it.

Dark circles hung below his dull blue eyes. His tabbied head was rested on his white paws, blinking every few seconds. There was no hope for him right now. The only reason he hadn't killed himself yet was his family. And family counted Lacedpaw too.

A gust of wind ruffled is matted and bloodied pelt, eyes closing. He was starving. Hardly alive now. Just a deadweight.

[img width=510 height=415]http://i1293.photobucket.com/a…ragonkit1_zps4f0eecad.png[/img]ooc. haha
ic. Dragonkit's eyes drifted up to the female, struggling to stand and face her. In the end, he sat on his hunches, cuts and bruises showing. "Thank you." he dipped his head, manners not yet forgotten from his days in Heightclan. A kit of the leader's must show proper manners.

He cocked his head curiously. "What happened in Riverclan?"

[img width=510 height=415]http://i1293.photobucket.com/a…ragonkit1_zps4f0eecad.png[/img]ooc. I come back to a page and a half. which is pretty pathetic suggesting its my thread.
xD

ic.
Dragonkit stood up, the chain on his right paw jingling loudly. "What the f.ck?! All of you get out. Filthy Bloodclanners." he spat, glancing at Onekit. There was his sparked curiosity. It faded as he turned to the wolf standing before them.

"GET OUT!" the old Dragonkit was seemingly gone. Funny, happy, comforting, smart- replaced with mouthy, insane, angry, upset young Tom. Although, he'd grown since arriving to Bloodclan. This was one of the worst things that could happen to him. All he wanted was to see Lacey, and Dee Dee and Mother and Father again.

Tears welled up in his blue eyes, but he arched his back. Baring his teeth, the tabby unsheathed his claws.

[img width=510 height=415]http://i1293.photobucket.com/a…ragonkit1_zps4f0eecad.png[/img]Silence met his latest demand. It was unlike the time when a young tabby would normally burst out of the place he was hiding, just to spend time with his family. Sadly, he was no longer here.

Dragonkit was currently in Bloodclan, stolen away by the wickeds. It was slightly random, but the demands were met. The only remaining trace of the tom was his little wooden bracelet, that he made not so long ago. Rarely he'[d seen his father and mother, but when he did he was always happy.

No, always happy with his family. With anyone. With Lacedpaw, his best friend. Deerkit, his little sister. Even Maciekit, who'd given him that oh so annoying nickname 'Draggy'.

And for all they knew, Dragonkit was being tortured in Bloodclan.

-- ooc --
i feel so mean. my poor baby ;-;
tracking for when he returns.
also,
when are they becoming apprentices or whatever its called

[img width=510 height=415]http://i1293.photobucket.com/a…ragonkit1_zps4f0eecad.png[/img]Dragonkit growled, laying back down. His tabby brown fur bristled, claws unsheathed and digging into the ground. He eyed the two Bloodclanners before him, tail lashing angrily.