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Mild and Mangle's camp(always open)
The camp The creek outside the camp Mild Mangle Mild mde his way out of his den, stretching out his back legs with a long yawn. Might as well go hunting. That'll give me something to do. Maybe I'll meet another cat! The tom was only 13 moons old, but he hadn't been on his own for too long. Mild made his way over to the creek, getting ready to go fishing for the day. Mild sat down on the bank, starring straight into the water. A fish swam by, catching the young toms eye. He slid his claws out, digging them into the fishes spine. Mild lifted his prey out of the water and killed it with a bite. Mangle woke up to her adopted son, waking up, getting up herself. The molly let out a yawn, making her way out of the camp. The she-cat saw Mild by the creek, moving her way over to the young tom. "Nice catch Mild. It is a great day to get our pile ready. We never know what cat might show up. They might need our help." meowed Mangle with a slight dip of her head. Mangle sat next to her adopted son on the bank, starring at the fish he had caught. |
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Inuri Slowly Walked through the Woodlands, Stopping every now and then to make sure she wasn't being followed. That was the last thing she, a 15 moon old tabby needed. She had very few wants, and a Mate was at the very bottom of her list. She slowly padded down to the Creek, unaware that there was someone else there, although they were to far upstream for her to hear them. She sat down by the waters edge, and slowly dipped her paw into the water, pulling back quickly since it was rather Cold. "Ugh, Of all days, it has to be cold today...." She muttered, before placing her paw back into the water.
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Mangle watched her adopted son, move over towards the new comer with a long sigh. The older she-cat walked over to Mild and Inuri, trying to keep her fur lied flat. That adopted kit of mine is always trying to leave the camp and meet other cats. I don't think I'm quite ready to let him go. |
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Jabba a fat cat, who almost looked like a kittypet stumbled around bumping into Mangle, he unsheathed his claws and turns around, almost as if he couldn’t see,” I won’t attack unless you attack...” he braced himself for an attack, then brushed his tail along Mild and turned around toward Mild,” Quit running in circles, either attack or tell me your not hostile! Great Starclan.” He muttered. He never knew what it meant, but he had learned that from his mother...unknown to him, it was a clan cat phrase.
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Mild looked at Jabba with a slight smile. "If I was a Dusk Syndicate cat I would kill myself. I never would join them, especially because of their dark ways." chuckled Mild. The tom looked over at his adopted mother with a shrug of his shoulders. Mangle moved over to Mild, starring at Jabba. "If you were one of them I'd still love you the same." meowed Mangle almost in a whisper as she licked the young toms head. The molly watched as Mild dipped his head, trying to get away from her annoying licks. |
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