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Post by Cherriclaw on Jun 9, 2013 10:29:51 GMT -4
(And LionClan is..?)
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Post by ~Bloodsun~ on Jun 9, 2013 10:34:55 GMT -4
Glad to be back! Was I added?)
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Post by Sagey on Jun 9, 2013 10:36:48 GMT -4
They are splitting up, now ruled by Tigerstar. Windclan cats will go back to their territory, and Riverclan stays on their island. Bloodclan is moving into Shadowclan territory, and will elect a leader. All clans will be ruled by Tigerstar. )
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Post by Cherriclaw on Jun 9, 2013 10:38:07 GMT -4
(I see. And everyone's old characters are dead and gone with age, I assume?)
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Post by Sagey on Jun 9, 2013 10:58:11 GMT -4
Well, if Wolf still has Shade, And I still have Thorntooth, then no...? You can just make new charries.
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Post by Cherriclaw on Jun 9, 2013 11:02:24 GMT -4
(Kk!  ) |
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Post by Sagey on Jun 9, 2013 11:03:08 GMT -4
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Post by Sagey on Jun 9, 2013 11:05:18 GMT -4
Also Blood, you are added by memory.  |
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Wolfshade
BloodClan Apprentice
Onyx Wolf
I am The Wolf
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Post by Wolfshade on Jun 9, 2013 20:10:37 GMT -4
(XD I totally forgot Fang's name was changed to Thistlefur! Just pretend that wherever it says Fang that it really says Thistlefur. And hey Lex!)
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Post by ~Bloodsun~ on Jun 10, 2013 13:11:20 GMT -4
(LET THE ROLEPLAY BEGIN! Also, how do I get an avatar??)
In the dark, cold alleys of the city, a gray tabby nibbled at a deceased sewer rat, unaware of an evil oncoming presence. The tabby continued his meal, which smelled of parasites and disease. He ate quickly, seeming to be paranoid of something. Or someone. A shadow slunk along a dumpster, but the tabby didn't notice.. Suddenly a dark blur smashed into the gray tabby, forcing him onto his belly. "Time's up." The black tom growled into the tabby's ear menacingly.
"Wait! I need time! Just a bit more time, and I promise I'll have it done!" The gray tabby squealed in terror, his green eyes wide. He wiggled and writhed beneath the dark mercenary's weight, but his effort was useless.
The black tom smashed the tabby's face into the rough asphalt with a sickening crunch. "You've had plenty of time to get this done for Sub-Zero, friend. But you wasted it. And now you're outta time. This is where I step in." He snarled venomously. His black eyes were cold, hard and hooded. Black as ink. A black so endless, it absorbed every last particle of light.
The gray tabby spat up blood. His face was a bloodied mess. Giving out a pained whimper, he tried to compromise with the ruthless tom. "Patch. Listen to me. One more day, that's all I need! I promise I'll have it done!" He said frantically, his voice rising to a panicked screech. His breathing came out in gasps and shudders.
Patch made a face of disgust.
Less than a moment later, the gray tabby tom went limp, his neck snapped at a horribly unnatural angle. His lifeless green eyes stared ahead.
Patch prowled down the alley, whistling a haunting tune.
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