Originally Posted by FoxyFanGirl (Post 66469) "Guys its a dumb kit," growled Slash. "Its no use to us." He referred to Lakekit as "an it" instead of by her name. He glanced over at his cobweb padded shoulder and winced when he noticed blood soaking it. @narwhalgirliv @Moonfur @Gusty

Originally Posted by fenic! (Post 62517) @JustJoye I know exactly what I want and who I want to be I know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine I'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy Oh, oh no, oh no, oh no Eris was a cat who never exactly cared about the small things in life, always aiming for the biggest steps or the best positions in the Syndicate- always with a drop of ambition in her soul, she never gave up on anything she was tasked to do, making her work-crazy and obsessed with doing everything perfectly. It left her with little time left over for her few friends or her brother, Finneous, but the Russian Blue didn't mind having to skip a few light conversations in order to finish something up. Striding out into the territory, however, came one of the few days when the molly didn't have anything to do. Letting out a quick sigh, she looked up into the darkened trees of the Dusk Syndicate's forests, knowing that this place wasn't for the meek of hearts. She was a quiet cat, and there wasn't much about her that had been spoken about in the group, keeping her private life private. "Sure looks nice today, huh?" She mumbled as the she-cat turned her head back down to the ground, quickly scenting for any signs of intruders around the area. You can't ever be too careful, what with that fire that almost reached our territory- at least it hit those fools living in the clans.

@fenic
[[so sorry! And im assuming we're roleplaying this as if its before finn left for ShadowClan?]]

The grey tomcat's pelt blended into the scenery. The green, grey, and brown landscape, dull and unappealing, was his home. The only one he'd ever known, and the only one he'd ever wanted to. His turquoise eyes blinked around the swamp, and smiled, comforted by the surroundings he'd known his entire life.

His paws worked the ground in an effort to catch up with his sister. He eyed her and made a last leap to reach her. His paws were off the ground for a second, and landed for a puff of dust. The first clouded his paws, tinting his sulfur pelt pale brown. His bright eyes widened as he looked at her and nodded his head. "Definitely, early morning is the best time for a hunt, or just being outside." He smiled.

The pair worked their way through the swamp. Finneous weaved his way under over, and around roots and trees. He and his sister reached the summit of a hill, beyond them the foothills beyond the Syndicate, painted orange in the morning sun. The light washed over him, bathing him in a yellowy hue and a warm heat. He puffed his chest against a powerful morning wind. The cool air made him squint and he sucked in and held his breath to combat it. A wide smile grew across his face. Pride and honor rolled from him into the hills. Finneous flicked his tail. "Onward?"

Originally Posted by JustJoye (Post 69372) [[so sorry! And im assuming we're roleplaying this as if its before finn left for ShadowClan?]] The grey tomcat's pelt blended into the scenery. The green, grey, and brown landscape, dull and unappealing, was his home. The only one he'd ever known, and the only one he'd ever wanted to. His turquoise eyes blinked around the swamp, and smiled, comforted by the surroundings he'd known his entire life. His paws worked the ground in an effort to catch up with his sister. He eyed her and made a last leap to reach her. His paws were off the ground for a second, and landed for a puff of dust. The first clouded his paws, tinting his sulfur pelt pale brown. His bright eyes widened as he looked at her and nodded his head. "Definitely, early morning is the best time for a hunt, or just being outside." He smiled. The pair worked their way through the swamp. Finneous weaved his way under over, and around roots and trees. He and his sister reached the summit of a hill, beyond them the foothills beyond the Syndicate, painted orange in the morning sun. The light washed over him, bathing him in a yellowy hue and a warm heat. He puffed his chest against a powerful morning wind. The cool air made him squint and he sucked in and held his breath to combat it. A wide smile grew across his face. Pride and honor rolled from him into the hills. Finneous flicked his tail. "Onward?"

Originally Posted by narwhalgirliv (Post 67740) Lakekit bristled, her teeth bared, "Don't make me tear open that wound of yours mouse-brain!" She hissed.

Originally Posted by FoxyFanGirl (Post 69495) "Try me, you peice of fox-dung!" Slash spat. He unsheathed his claws. "You wanna go, kit?"

Originally Posted by Gusty (Post 69713) "Like I said before," Pastelle growled, not even trying to hide her agression anymore. "We shouldn't fight anymore." Her eyes gleamed with sudden force as if they were all against her. The molly's claws slid out again, and she pointed to both Lakekit and Slash. If they had a strong fighter amongst them, she'd simply say, it's okay. Fight. But that wasn't the case. Slash was already wounded as he was, Shadow was a healer, and Pastelle was a hunter. It would be a major embarrassment to the Dusk Syndicate if they lost to the mere 'kit', and that was the last thing she wanted. It infuriated her that nobody had listened to her previously statements. They were probably hard to hear and listen to, yes, but it made sense- didn't it? Or was Pastelle just going crazy-- she wasn't surprised if she was.

(lol it's okay)
"Excuse me?" Pastelle growled, letting the hairs along her spine rise up with ease. I didn't expect for you to turn on me too! That'll just let outsiders such as Lakekit know we're divided, and even worse, don't have a Commander or Co-commander! Her whole body glinted with annoyance, but even still, the she-cat tried to relay her thoughts through her widened eyes. Do you even understand?

Being called a kittypet was a shame. An insult that shouldn't be brought to her. "If you wish to call someone a kittypet, that should be Lakekit, not me." She didn't waver her eyes away from the tom. "We know that Clan cats are no better than them anyways. They just eat, go around with their lives selfishly. I'm part of the DS, just like you. I'm nowhere near a kittypet, thank you very much." She blurted out the last words sarcastically. "So don't call me one."