~Night~
Young Warrior
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Post by ~Night~ on Apr 9, 2009 17:05:16 GMT -6
OOC: I'm gonna pretend that his she-cat servants have all died or something. Palepelt the Rouge [/center] ~The large pale gray tomcat stopped and sighed. He had been walking for a long time now, and he found himself at Twolegplace. He was lonely ever since his three servants had been stricken ill and died. He was hungry too since they were no longer there to bring him food. Now he had to hunt for himself, groom himself, and watch his own back. He sighed, and looked at his coat. It was matted a little and a bit dirty, but he didn't care. You could still see his great muscles shining through his coat. His yellow eyes narrowed as he searched for a she-cat that he could manipulate. A nice young thing, perhaps even a cat he could steal from a clan. Any she-cat, or even an obedient tom that would be easily manipulated into doing his dirty work for him. A clan cat would be best in the long run. a cat on the inside would be perfect for his scheme to rule the entire forest. If only he could get a few cats to join him...~
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