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Venomfang
Male :: Warrior :: 29 Moons Old
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Venomfang leaned his head on the trunk of a tree with his eyes closed. A lot had changed since two moons ago. Ever since he attacked Fawnstep, he had no trouble avoiding the others as they avoided him. Labeled as a monster most likely. It was what he wanted however, right? The tom had changed a bit too. Instead of opening his mouth to offer a snarky insult, he would bite his toungue and simply walk away from everyone. There was one more thing too. He had managed to avoid Fawnstep for two whole moons. He didn't even remember the last words he had spoken to her and he had even took to sleeping outside the camp like a moron. The less cat saw of him, the better.
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Mildtail
Female :: Medicine Cat :: 36 Moons Old
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Mildtail lifted her head when she saw Firekit. She purred at his apprearance. The kit was growing stronger every day despite his disability, "Why good morning Firekit."
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Emberpaw
Male :: Apprentice :: 10 Moons Old
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Emberpaw sat in the entrance of the apprentice's den and looked up at the camp. It's amazing how two months of growing and life evaluation can mature a tom. he had been steadily training himself for moons now and he had grown out of his lanky and boney build. Now, hidden beneath his pelt was a thick build of finely tuned muscle. His fur was sleeker and his posture had straightened. The eagerness to chase butterflies became an eagerness to hunt for the clan.
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Hollowkit
Female :: Kit :: 2 Moons Old
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Hollowkit had crept away from the other kits that shared her den earlier and now sat beneath a tree looking upwards. "Tap tap, flappity flap," she muttered, "Up on a branch, bird idly sat." The bird stared down at her, unmoving and the hairless cat licked her lips, "Tweet tweet, twitty twit. Down below, cat idly sits." She was scraping her claws against the hard ground as she wanted nothing more than to eat the bird whole. "Neither sparrow, nor swallow. Crows eyes... they are hollow." The robin only tilted its head in Hollowkit's direction, aware that she could not reach him from down below. However, Hollowkit's eyes only grew wider as she continued muttering inaudibly, "Spit spit, spatty spat. Watch the cat writhe and hack. Lurch lurch, limp, he's limp. The crow pops out of dead cat's lip...." She paused again, slowly standing up but still clawing at the ground. Then without warning, Hollowkit turned her head as her eyes landed on a bird pecking at the ground a little ways from her and in a split second, and unthinkable speed, the bird was in the kit's mouth. But instead of eating it she just sat there and stared at it's lifeless body on the ground before walking away, muttering, "All is silent, death defiant. Peck peck, peckity peck. Takes a bite out of dead cat's neck."
Venomfang
Male :: Warrior :: 29 Moons Old
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Venomfang leaned his head on the trunk of a tree with his eyes closed. A lot had changed since two moons ago. Ever since he attacked Fawnstep, he had no trouble avoiding the others as they avoided him. Labeled as a monster most likely. It was what he wanted however, right? The tom had changed a bit too. Instead of opening his mouth to offer a snarky insult, he would bite his toungue and simply walk away from everyone. There was one more thing too. He had managed to avoid Fawnstep for two whole moons. He didn't even remember the last words he had spoken to her and he had even took to sleeping outside the camp like a moron. The less cat saw of him, the better.
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Mildtail
Female :: Medicine Cat :: 36 Moons Old
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Mildtail lifted her head when she saw Firekit. She purred at his apprearance. The kit was growing stronger every day despite his disability, "Why good morning Firekit."
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Emberpaw
Male :: Apprentice :: 10 Moons Old
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Emberpaw sat in the entrance of the apprentice's den and looked up at the camp. It's amazing how two months of growing and life evaluation can mature a tom. he had been steadily training himself for moons now and he had grown out of his lanky and boney build. Now, hidden beneath his pelt was a thick build of finely tuned muscle. His fur was sleeker and his posture had straightened. The eagerness to chase butterflies became an eagerness to hunt for the clan.
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Hollowkit
Female :: Kit :: 2 Moons Old
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Hollowkit had crept away from the other kits that shared her den earlier and now sat beneath a tree looking upwards. "Tap tap, flappity flap," she muttered, "Up on a branch, bird idly sat." The bird stared down at her, unmoving and the hairless cat licked her lips, "Tweet tweet, twitty twit. Down below, cat idly sits." She was scraping her claws against the hard ground as she wanted nothing more than to eat the bird whole. "Neither sparrow, nor swallow. Crows eyes... they are hollow." The robin only tilted its head in Hollowkit's direction, aware that she could not reach him from down below. However, Hollowkit's eyes only grew wider as she continued muttering inaudibly, "Spit spit, spatty spat. Watch the cat writhe and hack. Lurch lurch, limp, he's limp. The crow pops out of dead cat's lip...." She paused again, slowly standing up but still clawing at the ground. Then without warning, Hollowkit turned her head as her eyes landed on a bird pecking at the ground a little ways from her and in a split second, and unthinkable speed, the bird was in the kit's mouth. But instead of eating it she just sat there and stared at it's lifeless body on the ground before walking away, muttering, "All is silent, death defiant. Peck peck, peckity peck. Takes a bite out of dead cat's neck."
(Sorry, it's been a busy day.)
