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Post by burntpelt on Dec 13, 2008 20:17:42 GMT -6
A small, white kit sat on his front porch. A two-leg kit came outside of it's nest and picked him up. "Frosty, what's on your eye?" What Frosty had been doing was fighting with a dumpster. His eye got torn in the process, and he was feeling pretty bad about himself. The two-leg tried to make him go inside, but Frosty stuck out his claws and slashed the two-leg across the face, and the two-leg dropped him. "That outta teach him." said Frosty, pleased for being so hunterish. He went over to his friend Leaf's nest.
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Post by fєath ♪ on Dec 14, 2008 9:04:37 GMT -6
-- L E A F - T H E - K I T T Y P E T -- [/center][/color] Leaf was sitting in her bed, the youngest twoleg hunched over her. Leaf started to purr, then got up to go outside. She stood in front of the door, mewling and mewling until she was let out. Leaf ran right over to Frosty, purring in delight. ' Morining Frosty! ' Then Leaf opened her eye. She let out a little surprised mew. ' F-F-Frosty . . . Wha-Wha-What happened? ' Leaf asked. [/center] |
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Post by burntpelt on Dec 14, 2008 10:34:17 GMT -6
Frosty grinned in delight. "I had a fight with one of those giant, stinky things." he said. "Gave me a deep gash as it fell right on me. I hope it heals soon."
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