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Originally Posted by Hawkstar
Bite hummed at the name , spicy , spicy....it played through his mind like a broken tape recorder . The name did suit him alright
" my name's bite , and if your curious why it's because my bite is worse then my bark " he meowed and cleaned his fur
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Spicy gave a rough laugh as he sat down on the cold stone.
I feel like crumpling to the ground. This stone feels so soft and warm compared to the hard-packed, cold snow. I can live with a bit of chit-chat in exchange for shelter. He wasn’t the most friendly tom you’d meet, but he still wasn’t mean.