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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 13, 2020 9:56:25 GMT -5
The siamese tom nodded. "Cya." He mewed. Miststar held his paws against his head, his dark blue eyes were wide open, seemingly unable to sleep. He dug his claws into his head, trying to get a feeling of relief.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 13, 2020 9:58:08 GMT -5
Silverthorn looked around camp. She was the deputy now, and that was great! She could help Miststar become a better cat!
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 13, 2020 13:11:12 GMT -5
The tom sighed, something was.. Off. He continued to drag his claws across his face, eyes wider than a petal of a flower, Miststar felt like he was gonna go insane.. No, he was just tired. But he was unable to sleep.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 13, 2020 15:33:27 GMT -5
Wakingmoon watched over the sleeping Treeleap. This was Miststar’s doing, so, it was only common sense to hate him. But Wakingmoon couldn’t just bring himself to even dislike the evil leader. Why was he so stupid? Miststar clearly didn’t love him, but he didn’t care!
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 13, 2020 15:46:05 GMT -5
He laughed psychotically in his den, Miststar couldn't stop thinking about Arrow, his paws shook, he lusted for more blood.. Miststar slowly rose from the moss, Treeleap getting hit by the car didn't satisfy him. Littlelegs seemed like easy prey.. Senses clouded with feral instinct. "Oh Littlelegs.." He whispered, his intent of luring him plastered on his face, blood still pouring from his head wound.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 13, 2020 15:48:25 GMT -5
Silverthorn noticed Miststar. Why was he bleeding? Shouldn’t he go to the medicine cat? She felt an uneasy feeling about this...
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 13, 2020 15:54:36 GMT -5
Miststar became impatient. "Alright, don't respond, i got it." He went out of the den, eyes in a glare. tail thrashed again the grass like cold wind.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 13, 2020 15:56:29 GMT -5
Silverthorn just started off into space, thinking about popcorn. She was also thinking about water, and pain. Also trees. (filer post)
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 13, 2020 23:00:48 GMT -5
Miststar quickly gave up on Littlelegs, there was only Silverthorn to him. He glared at her, claws unsheathed. But she was the deputy! Wouldn't she just leave? Miststar kept his thoughts in his head. He couldn't make himself hurt Nightgaze, just take it out on some random rogue..
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 13, 2020 23:14:36 GMT -5
Silverthorn glances at Miststar. When was he acting so aggressive? This was weird...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2020 23:28:59 GMT -5
Littlelegs (Inside the medicine den) Littlelegs narrowed his eyes. He got up, "What did you want, Miststar?" Littlelegs asked. He was somewhat annoyed by Miststar. He did not want Miststar to act how he was anymore.
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 14, 2020 3:44:29 GMT -5
Miststar turned back hearing Littlelegs's voice. "Just.. Sit there." He pointed to the side of the pond with his scarred up snout, where Nightgaze sat. In his mind, he would think that he was dumb by having a witness near the scene..
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 14, 2020 9:24:36 GMT -5
Nightgaze glanced at Miststar. Why would he make Littlelegs do that? Was he planning to murder him?! She needed to find out soon! Or else, cats lives would be on the line. Nightgaze still laid were she was, but keeping an eye on Miststar and Littlelegs.
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 14, 2020 9:48:56 GMT -5
The large black tom stared at Littlelegs. "Oh just sit by the pond, Nightgaze is there." He rolled his eyes at the Maine Coon.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 14, 2020 9:52:22 GMT -5
Nightgaze did a silent nod, and watched Miststar. He was planning something, but what was it? Did it have something to do with Littlelegs? Definitely...
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