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 Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 5:44 pm
In a dark, desolate alley of Twolegplace lies BloodClan camp, the disgusting, moist area where vicious cats live.
Welcome to BloodClan.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 4:14 pm
Bronze wandered around camp. She was beginnning to hate being in BloodClan: They always had to eat Twoleg rubbish. She sighed, and mumured, "Maybe I'll go into Twolegplace. They'll always be a laugh or two there."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 5:33 pm
Silent padded, well silently out of one of the alleys. She saw Bronze and padded over, almost as a shadow in the night. She dipped her head in greeting to the other guard.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 7:36 am
Bronze came back, and dipped he head in greeting also. "Twolegplace." She explained. "Thought I needed to practise, though it wasn't a good practise." She stretched. "Where's the leader?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 6:17 pm
Malice came up behind Bronze. "I'm right here, Bronze. What is it you need?" he quietly meowed.
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 6:27 am
Bronze shook her head. "Nothing, Malice. I just went to Twolegplace. Laugh or two. There's a rather confident kittypet there..." She laughed. "Gave her a scratch or two..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 9:23 pm
Malice glared at his guard. "Yes, but you're job isn't to spar with ANY kind of kittypet. Surely one of my own guards haven't stooped so low that they need boast a victory with a kittypet?" he asked Bronze coldly.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 3:44 pm
Bronze dipped her head, embarassed. "I know, Malice..." She mumured quietly. "Just...she was so...." She lifted her head, anger in her eyes. "She acted like she wasn't a spoiled fox dung kittypet!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 6:45 pm
Malice's cold eyes burned into his brown guard. "Even if she wan't, you shouldn't be wating your time with such crowfood. Your duty is not to fight spoiled kittypets, Bronze. Or must I reapet myself??" he asked coldly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 1:58 pm
Bronze dipped her head again. "I'm sorry, Malice!" She mumured, loud enough so he could hear. "I...I went there because...I wanted to see if there could possibly be any way that there could be a...threat, perhaps? To us. But, then, that fox dung started to insult BloodClan..." She shook her head. "I let my temper get the better of me."
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 6:22 pm
Malice nodded slowly, still glaring at Bronze. "Yes. Yes, you did. I expected more of you, but I shall let this slide...for now. Make sure it doesn't happen again." he meowed.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 1:23 pm
Bronze held her head up gratefully. "Thank you, Malice!" She walked away, oddly relieved. She wondered in her head, though...were the forest Clans actually leading a better life than BloodClan? She couldn't imagine not scaring kittypets every morning, not talking to Silence or Malice, or anything that only BloodClan cats do.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 6:59 pm
Malice watched Bronze pad away with his dark eyes until he walked the other way himself.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 4:01 pm
Bronze wanted to ask Malice about the Clan cats, but couldn't imagine the punishment. Death? Banishment? If she was lucky. She mumured, "Goodbye, Malice." She went over to Silence and whispered almost silently, "I'll be back in a few minutes. I have to do something. If Malice asks I'm...uh....searching for food." She leaped away silently, and got into the trees. She'd find these odd cats, and see what they did.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 7:29 pm
Silent of coarse didn't say anything. She just watched the leader and the other guard babble on about scaring a measly kittypet. She rolled her eyes and looked away, she did what she needed to survive, she found it rather idiotic to gloat about what you do.
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