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Nov 10, 2006 12:59:33 GMT -5
Post by raine on Nov 10, 2006 12:59:33 GMT -5
For days Dewpelt watched the borders of this clan. For days she practiced her skillful attacks, lunging and tearing apart prey just outside of its borders. She became ever more skillful indeed, her aim ruthlessly accurate. Then came the day she would indeed ask to join. She would become an important cat in the ranks of ruthless killers and assassins. She would.
Dewpelt yowled at the borders of this fine territory. She sat bunched up; her strong muscles rippling with each movement she made, she sneer deeply embedded in her face. She meant business. If she wasn't accepted, well, that was even a possibility, she thought. They'd take a cat in just because she could fight. Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes they would.
Her jagged claws sunk into the ground as she flexed her petite paws. She wondered if they spoke foreign tongue here. She had heard French once or twice when she paraded around the borders.
La dame Du Rogues, je suis appele.
She yowled the title in the language she was brought up with, the fancy words gently rolling off of her tongue. Her brother had always called her that. The mistress of rogues. She quietly thought of her future as she sat in silence at the borders of this fair territory.
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Nov 13, 2006 19:25:19 GMT -5
Post by Sabrestar on Nov 13, 2006 19:25:19 GMT -5
ooc| gah. -digs self out of pile of books and papers- e.e Stupid school. -shoves-
I'll reply tomorrow. <3.
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Watched
Nov 18, 2006 14:09:13 GMT -5
Post by raine on Nov 18, 2006 14:09:13 GMT -5
occ| Okay x3
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