by Alpha* » Fri Jun 05, 2015 6:59 am
It is in that moment, all the kits safely hidden in an owl-hole, that the silver tom barrels out of the underbrush and into the she-cat that threatens that-which-is-his. He is atop her, one clawed paw at her throat. FallenStar wants to know what this is all about, but he wont speak with her. She is not worth his voice, not one second later.

“Thanks to all those in any kind of uniform and to those who have been in uniform.”
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“Sadly i have a life outside CS with a job...and other things[color=#00BFFF]”
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