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Archipelago
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Shark ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
He/Him | Barn Cat | 45 moons | Outsider
'Maybe if i were to kill the most important people in your life- everyone you ever loved, maybe you'll have some idea how I feel!'

``That's a good hypothesis, but you're already too late.``

'What..?'

``Everyone you're talking about has already been killed. I've been around longer than you have, kid. I've seen my share of troubles. Taken my own revenge too, it leads nowhere.``

Purrks: Kitty Softpaws (T1) [INACTIVE] Bilingual (T2) [INACTIVE] One with the Warren [INACTIVE]
Killer Aptitude (T2) [INACTIVE]
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The huge, scarred siamese snorted at the words that flew by, pupils slitted and claws naturally unsheathed, too long to be sheathe fully, as the tips always stuck out. He raised his head, his booming voice carrying through the barn.

"These clan cats have no intention of letting some soft kittypets share their territory, and I doubt they'll get off their pedestals and see that this small portion of the territory can be shared. We have ten cats here ourselves, and that's not including cats who come in and stay for bits and pieces of time. Your offer, although amicable on your end, is just not so for us." The gentle demeanor the first patrol had experienced from the tom was gone. These cats wanted them to pack up and leave because it didn't suit them.

"Some of us have tried to escape, and have been brought back here." He said, glaring at Birchfawn, the scarred tom Assessing each and every cat of this patrol heavily. If they called Lassie, he, lassie and Cobra could probably take these cats. Their leader would be trouble though. Twilightstar meant 8 lives from what his mother explained. The apprentices would be easy pickings though. Archipelago had to shake the thought from his head. He wasn't that cat anymore.
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