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Post by shia on Apr 5, 2007 21:10:32 GMT -5
Flicka or Flicka fourpads, walked around the small hut. No smell of other cats came to her just of fat mice that made her mouth water.
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Post by Blinded on Apr 8, 2007 18:02:32 GMT -5
Orden sniffed around the crumbling hut. Dust and ashes fell and danced around him as he walked, demonstrating the poor air-flow. The raccoon knew just about everything anyone could ever want to know about this city. He knew who belonged o what groups and who was seeing who. He knew the best places to sit and relax and Orden knew where the bodies were buried. But the smell of the new cat hanging around this crumbling hut was new to him. And new things were to be explored.
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Post by shia on Apr 9, 2007 3:34:06 GMT -5
A new unknow sent came to Flicka's nose, her ears twiched uneasily. This was no cat, it was some other creature one Flicka had never sented or seen before. Attempting to calm herslef down and drive away all her fear sent she hissed "Show yourself" with a mean and angery undertone though she was more fearful and curious then either of those emotions.
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Post by Blinded on Apr 9, 2007 9:38:56 GMT -5
Orden willingly obeyed, seeing no reason not to. He was easily a match for this interesting new cat. The raccoon smiled, showing his teeth in a frightening grin and inclined his head slightly. "Kitty-hello." he said with a smooth, calm tone. Nothing would profit if he made this cat run away. Well, quite frankly, he could see no gain in this yet anyway, but oh well. He would make friends.
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Post by shia on Apr 9, 2007 18:35:33 GMT -5
Flicka let out a relived sigh and cocked her head to one side "I've never seen anything like you before what are you? and have you seen an old gray tom?" she hopfully awaited the creatures answer her fear gone with friendly reaction from the creature.
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Post by Blinded on Apr 12, 2007 14:58:11 GMT -5
"I'm a raccoon." He said with a cheery smile. "The most cunning and beautiful of all animals." he stood up and gave the tip of the new cat's nose a brief sniff, reaching his tongue out to lick her on the nose. "And I haven't seen any tom, sorry. A friend of yours?"
I'm thinking you left...?
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