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Originally Posted by Desert Rain Frog
The Brown Cat Slid Down A Tree, A Bloody Wound Continuously Poured Blood From This Wound. Bearskull Looked At The Cat, White Mask Marking Grey From The Dirt. She Had Been Here For Moons, Seasons, Years. And This Cat Made Raket In Her Territory? Not On Her Watch. Who The Hell Are You?!
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The brown and black she-cat whipped her head around with a nasty look on her face. She had been in a crappy mood all day and this cat was pissing her off even more.
I swear this cat is pissing me the fox dung off! Oh well EXCUSE me! Did I make you angry? Well to bad! I don't give a crap! Also my name is Shadowrain Flesh was missing from one side of her face, showing bone underneath. The sickly glow of the forest cast an errie light on it. She also had scars all over her body.