x.life is a highway.x

[Highway Man]

x.life is a highway.x
x.i wanna ride it.x
x.all night long.x

A handsome young tom slinked along. Times of war were drawing ever nearer; a dark cloud was threatening to rain on all seven Clans.

His gray-brown pelt rippled over big, strong muscles. The big-boned tomcat knew that if anyone other than Quintessance, Sunsetfire, or maybe Kestrel, they'd rip him to shreds. Although he didn't know Sunsetfire and Kestrel personally, he knew they were the more kind leaders of the rogue Clans.

Highway Man had an urge to call out for his best buddy; his partner in crime, but he knew that would attract unwanted attention. The large tom didn't want to bring down upon himself the wrath of Bane and his BoneClanners.

x.if you're goin' my way.x
x.i wanna drive it.x
x.all night long.x

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[quintessence]

There is honor among thieves [ :: ]

--begin post--

Was that...? No. It couldn't be.

It was.

Quintessence, the dashing hero of this post, tilted his head, his keen teal eyes following the broad-shouldered tom's movements.
He would know that powerful gait anywhere.

Quint was a strikingly handsome tom, chivalrous, gallant, easy-going...and an ex-conman to boot. The cat trundling along nearby was his best friend and his partner in crime.

The black, white, and pink-tan calico slinked swiftly through the grass, his stealthy instincts guiding him; he made no sound, not even the faintest rustle.
For a few minutes, he padded sneakily beside Highway Man, matching the tom step for step. Highway Man had skills, but at stealth and their 'trade', Quint had always been the best in the business.
Small, lucrative business that it was.

With a crafty grin, Quint rose from the grass directly beside Highway Man, aiming to give his larger friend the scare of his life.
"'Ey!"

--end post--

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[Highway Man]

x.life is a highway.x
x.i wanna ride it.x
x.all night long.x

"Gah!"

Highway Man started as a cat popped up beside him, only to relax as he realized it was Quint. "Hey, buddy," he purred, a raspy purr it was. Of course, you'd expect such a big ol' cat to have a rough, raspy voice, wouldn't you?

"Where have you been? Joined any Clans?" Highway Man asked, his eyes glinting. Ah, finally seeing his best friend again; his partner in crime.

x.if you're goin' my way.x
x.i wanna drive it.x
x.all night long.x

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[ ehm, 'nother reason I'm not writing too well today is 'cause I'm worried for one of my best friends, who had a really bad - like, insanely bad - nosebleed, and she lost a whole lot of blood and had to go to the hospital. so I'm just kinda worried - she's gonna be okay but still Oo in many ways it should give me muse, but not for this kind of post. for Crisp's post it's making me write better. ][/size]

[quintessence]

There is honor among thieves [ :: ]

--begin post--

Quint laughed. "'Ey, old buddy," he yowled, thumping Highway Man on the shoulder with one paw.

With a faint grin, Quintessence meowed, "Yep, I stand before you now as a StealthClanner!" He puffed up in mock-pride; he was rarely prideful.

"So, how goes the Business?" ...And by business, he meant the business: stealing.

--end post--

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