Warrior cat soap?
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Thread Topic: Warrior cat soap?
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Mudpaw peeked out of the den, and shivered. "Snow, already." she sighed, licking herself in hopes of getting warm.
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Bristle slept in the medicine den, and peeked his head out, as did Leafpool.
Sweetpaw shivered, darting outside and leaping Into the ssnoww. Cloudtail pulled her out by her tail.
The rouges stayed hidden, waiting.. -
Dustpelt went over to the fresh kill pile to make sure all of the prey didn't freeze solid. Mudpaw looked around at all the snow, "I've never seen this much in my entire life."
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A scream was heard outside the camp, and then it happened. Cats poured into the clearing, attacking the thunderclan cats.
A white figure appeared behind Bristle, he turned around to be punched by the leader, Frost.
The large shecat and small tom wrestled. -
Mudpaw hissed, and pounced on one of the intruders.
Sisseh, does your idea include kidnapping? -
It could, why?
Bristle bit at the shecats neck.
Sweetpaw and Cloudtail defended the nursery. -
No reason, just going over the possibilities of what you may have in store
The she-cat she pounced upon slashed her across the cheek, and in turn she gave her a deep belly wound. -
Bristle had disapeared from the fighting.
The leader of the group had gone on to stand on tall rock, chest fur puffed out.
"We are Frostclan!"she yowled, and sounds of approval rose. -
Mudpaw went on to helping Nightpaw fight off a tom.
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A cat grab Mudpaw?
Bristle was outside the camp, face in the snow, a slash across his side. -
Okie, you control kitty or me?
Nightpaw delivered a nasty blow to the head, and in return the tom latched onto one of his fron legs. Mupaw went to brutally attacking him, hoping to get him to let go. -
Can you, I feel I'm controling everything.>.>
Palespeckle, an older shecat dragged Sweetpaw away. A scream was heard, and sweetpaw came back, covered in blood.
Cloudtail raced over to defend her. -
Sure
Just as she made some progress, another cat landed on top of her. Strugle as she might, the cat had a firm grip. -
Bristle tried to get up, but was being dragged toward the mountains by a tom with ragged fur.
Most of Frost clan had retreated, so the leader darted off, pelt puffed out. -
Mudpaw be dragged to?
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