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Post by Frisby on Mar 11, 2009 20:13:41 GMT -5
This is where you roleplay characters in DayClan's territory. If your character leaves the territory, just note that the character has moved to the other thread. Be sure to use ooc and bic!
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 13:13:15 GMT -5
Wolfecho grimaced as he lead the way back toward OJ's body. He felt terrible for what he'd done and horribly embarrassed about it, but there was nothing he could do about it now, except try to act civilized for once. It wasn't long before he spotted the body up ahead, and, taking a breath and closing his eyes for a moment, he stepped up to it. "Here it is," he called to the others.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 13:19:37 GMT -5
Foxwit swallowed the hard lump that had formed in his throat and felt the heat of anger rising from his pelt. He lifted his eyes from O.j. and glared at Wolfecho. But when seeing how his foster-brother looked at his mistake he felt ashamed. He probably would have done the same thing, seeing as Foxwit took everything as a challenge. He padded up to Wolfecho and sat next to him. With great effort he mumbled "We should probably take the body b,b,back to the clan and hope we all don't get killed."
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 13:22:14 GMT -5
Wolfecho stiffly nodded. I certainly hope we don't get killed, he thought miserably. I'll have ruined it for all of us. "I'll get the front shoulder," he offered, nosing beneath the body to support the front half of OJ.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 13:24:43 GMT -5
Rayne looked at the blood, at the torn fur, at the lifeless eyes of O.j. "Wooooo!" was all that escaped her mouth as she slumped against Kira then became a heap on the forest floor.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 13:27:39 GMT -5
Kira shrieked and jumped backwards, then twisted around, looking for Cinnamon. "What's wrong with her?" she cried. "Did she get sick from the body? Is she dead?!" Panic glistened in her eyes as she desperately waited for an answer.
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Wolfecho growled and narrowed his eyes. They were doing a great job of making him feel better. "Of course she's not dead!" he snarled.
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Kira glanced worriedly over at the scary grey tom and shrank down a little. His words weren't at all comforting.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 13:32:36 GMT -5
Cinnamon chuckled softly at Kira's remark. Then her fur fluffed up as Wolfecho snarled at her apprentice. "I'll have you know that my apprentices haven't seen everything yet that has to do with curing. It's not as if your reactions are always proper!" she snapped. "Don't worry Kira, Rayne's only fainted she'll be up soon."
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 13:35:47 GMT -5
Wolfecho ground his teeth and his hackles rose. He just wanted to...What's wrong with me?! he screamed at himself. "I'm just having a bad day alright?" His eyes flashed with desperation, and held a tint of something not too short of insanity. The big tom closed his eyes and focused on breathing slowly. "Foxwit, lets go."
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 13:41:02 GMT -5
"If I could be not deaf I would listen to loud talking right now!!! Wolfie is talking grumpy like and needs to stop and try to keep fur on his back!!!!" yowled Stagears. He immediately looked at his paws. He new he hadn't said everything right but he wasn't able to learn new words since he was a kit. This was all he knew.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 13:48:17 GMT -5
Wolfecho lost it. "Shut your stupid mouth, Stagears!" he roared, lashing his tail. His claws slid out, but he surpressed the urge to attack. He wasn't exactly angry at anyone in particular; he was angry at the world right now. "Can't you see that I just killed a cat?!?!"
He slipped OJ off his shoulder and let the body slump onto the ground. Eyes narrowed and sparkling with rage, he gnashed his teeth and stormed up to Stagears. "I hate you! All of you!" He took a shaky breath, turned, and charged off into the darkening day; it began to rain.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 14:02:59 GMT -5
Stagears shrank back and his eyes grew and filled with tears as the words registered in his mind. He tried to speak but all that came out was a gurgling sound. As his foster-brother ran away he slumped onto the ground and sobbed loudly.
---------- Dragontooth ran his tongue along Stagear's back. Without speaking he picked up O.j. by the scruff and motioned for Cinnamon to lead.
---------- Cinnamon took the lad while dragging the limp Rayne.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 14:08:50 GMT -5
Kira watched silently as Dragontooth took authority. He was so strong to pull OJ all by himself, and kind to his deaf brother while Wolfecho had been so cruel, and murderous, and rude, and rash. Shuddering at the thought of the large blue-grey tom, she followed as the camp appeared up ahead.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 14:14:35 GMT -5
Cinnamon took a VERY deep breath and walked into the Camp. As raindrops fell onto Rayne she grunted and awoke. Dragontooth came in beside her and lay O.j. down gently. As the brotherhood came into the camp he stiffened as the Clan cats began to realize what had occured.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 14:20:00 GMT -5
Veilstar glanced up from where she sat and stared in disbelief at OJ. He was so still. Is he...? she wondered. Swallowing, the leader stood and took a step towards the body before she realized that there were three unfamiliar faces among the cats who had returned. She narrowed her eyes. The feline was certain that OJ was dead at that point, and someone had killed him. She confusedly scanned the rouges who had come--Certainly it was one of--Was that a fox? No, his scent gave away that he wasn't, yet he still had blood on him--
"You killed OJ!" she snarled to Foxwit.
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Post by froscogo on Apr 11, 2009 14:26:55 GMT -5
Cinnamon stepped in front of Foxwit before he could reply. "Veilstar!, Foxwit did no such thing. The killer ran off. I will explain the details later but now we have to take care of the clan." Glancing around Dragontooth stepped forward. "I am Dragontooth. We came here from Fitts's cave to join the last clan. My hot headed foster-brother was spooked by O.j. and overpowered him. We are sorry for his mistake."
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