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Originally Posted by PhoenixHeart
Strike hissed. He didn't know if this cat would give him trouble or not. "Wouldn't you like to know?" he spat back. The she-cat might give him some trouble, but that little whimper wasn't helping her out much. Strike unsheathed his claws. @ Peril |
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The she-cat saw his claws and flattened against the ground. "Please don't hurt me, I'm with kits. If you can help me get out of here, I'll be in your debt forever!" she whimpered softly, she looked up and saw he was glaring down at her.