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Post by •The Speedster• on Jul 6, 2007 14:06:06 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300]Blackrose dropped the helpless kit. "Ok, I'm going to report you to Bloodfang." The slate female sat down. "Now, you have to pretend you want to stay here. Got it!?" Blackrose hoped that the kit wasn't too terrified, but she really hoped she would do as told. "Hey, and if you do as your told, you'll get a treat!" the ebony cat lied. [/glow] |
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Post by «Selectress» on Jul 9, 2007 13:37:07 GMT -5
The kit shivered but stuck her nose in the air defiantly and squeaked, {No!} She then tried to seek an escape root but all she could see was pavemented ground for miles and miles
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Post by •The Speedster• on Jul 9, 2007 17:05:04 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300];D
"Its useless Statice! There's only ThunderPaths and kitty-pet houses for a couple miles!" The onyx she-cat looked at the tiny kit. "Here, you wanna meet my kits?" She leaded the brown kit over to her 4 kits, who were asleep in the Mothers Den.[/glow] |
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Post by «Selectress» on Jul 10, 2007 13:26:08 GMT -5
But the mud-hued she-kit still grumbled in protest as she stumbled along towards the others. She looked into their faces to see if they looked happy enough to be here until she realised that she had not yet worked out how to read subtle emotions coming from expressions. With a sigh she cast her gaze downwards until it rested on her small, oak-coloured paws... |
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