
April 16th, 2021, 12:02 PM
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Re: Camp
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Originally Posted by Tiabirb
"CLYDE!" A sharp yowl bounced off the walls of the Camp's little alley. Bonnie was returning from her scouting mission, and she looked very unhappy. Her golden eyes scanned the remains of her camp. The stink of Twoleg was long gone, so the only smell left was the stench of their rubbish, and the junkyard nearby. But now a new scent had taken over BloodClan's favorite hunting grounds, and Bonnie was furious. Their camp had been raided several times already. They had lost cats. Many cats.
Her long claws unsheathed and scraped against the black stone at her paws, and she pictured sinking them into one of the mangy mutts' stupid eyes. She glared at the tire where BloodClan's leader slept. She waited for her leader to show up, but her yowl had alerted the meager remains of their Clan.
Snarl crawled out of his nest, scowling at Bonnie. Who did that bossy she-cat think she was? Only Clyde's second in command, Came the unbidden response of his better judgement. Bonnie wasn't a cat to trifle with, and she looked bloodthirsty. Padding forward, he too waited for some response from BloodClan's leader.
@ Exis @ Romulus @ Pepperkins @ -Skyfall- @ Moonpatch
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Fox padded out from behind a clump of junk his usual annoyance burned in his eyes.what now! he hissed I was in the middle of a nap, I was killing a dumb mut. fox wasn’t in a good mood, he hated being woken up when he was killing something or someone.
Wolf came out from behind fox shut your snout fox she spat, she absolutely hated hearing fox complain about everything. Sitting next to snarl she asked what’s going on snar ( she gave him a nickname)
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