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Originally Posted by D0very
Fincher glared at Pit. ”I don’t want to know you. But if you insist, I’m Fincher. Former kittypet, now hostile outsider.” He snorted. “Not even a outsider. Those clans like to call me that or a rouge or some crap like that.” He growled. The clans were trash. They wanted all that nice territory to themselves
They can’t share because of their dead cats code! Mouse-brains! Fincher thought. He hated the clans. They thought he was bad, and they didn’t look at themselves! Fighting over a mouse! Why can’t everyone come and go?
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That's not very nice. But if you insist you wish to despise me that's fine. I just ask you don't hunt in my group's area. he mewed, somewhat disappointed he wouldn't be recruiting this seemingly fierce cat. At least he had an opportunity to lay down some groundwork for not having to deal with trespassers on their hunting land.