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Post by Dofferz on Apr 29, 2015 23:22:34 GMT
Opening his eyes, the Tom groaned softly. It took him a minute to realize where he was. But he rembered. He was killed, and StarClan had rejected him. The only place he could go was here, so here he was. Standing up on shaking legs, the pitch black Tom looked around. He was black with white front paws, tail tip, and chest locket, and blue eyes. "Hello?" He called hoping someone was around to see him.
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Post by Ruby Dragon on May 1, 2015 9:54:55 GMT
A dark tabby pads over, her ragged pelt ungroomed and dirty. "State your name." The old she-cat rasps, her yellow eyes narrowing.
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Post by Dofferz on May 2, 2015 3:47:35 GMT
Name? That was an easy one. Looking at the tabby as she came over, he let out a tingly snort, not loud enough for really anyone to hear though. Couldn't cats even keep their fur clean looking? Guess not. Anyways, he looked at the tabby and answered. "Names RavenWing." yup. RavenWing. That was Doffs favorite DF character ever made, and she uses him for almost all DF cats, so why should this be any different?
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Post by Ruby Dragon on May 2, 2015 16:12:54 GMT
"Well, welcome to the Dark Forest, I guess. Don't expect any friendly greetings." The she-cat grunts, then turns to walk away. "There are no rules, no prey, and no camp. Go head and learn the territory." She adds, then looks over her shoulder. "My name's Bloodheart, by the way." She calls over her shoulder, to Ravenwing.
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