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Post by Swiftclaw on May 11, 2011 18:54:30 GMT -7
Swiftpaw growled, and hunched his back. "If you wish for me to prove it I will, however bring a more worthy cat. You seem to be weak, and I dont wish to harm ANOTHER weak cat. Everyone seems to be throwing one joke after another at me. Maybe I should just kill him alone.
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Post by VANESSA on May 12, 2011 16:51:38 GMT -7
The tortoiseshell she-cat's plume of a tail swung back and forth while she thought. There were too many outsiders in VenomClan. First those mange-eaten city cats who named themselves BoneClan, and now this runty tom excusing himself as a traitor to his own Clan. "And," she said slowly and malevolently, "Why should we let you in again? Because you want to kill Thunderstar, and are now calling me weak?" Unpredictably, Benet let out a rough bark of laughter that didn't suit her usual simpering voice. "Of course you're a spy! How did you know what Venomclan's plan to assassinate the founding leaders? Fine, stay. You find your own lodgment of stone to sleep in. You can do away with your former leader. If you fail, Venomstar promises to leave out your carcass for the crows."
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Post by Banana King on May 12, 2011 17:18:40 GMT -7
Venomstar had woken from his deep thoughts. He ruffled he fur and stepped into the sun shining outside. He spied Benet-Ramsey, seeing the cats surround a ThunderClan cat. He pushed his way to the front of the crowd and glared at the annoyed apprentice.
"Benet, please tell me what this ThunderClan scum is doing here? I don't need cats that can't even win the appeal of a few cats."
Venomstar had a troubled night and didn't want this apprentice to upshow him in agressinon.
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Post by VANESSA on May 13, 2011 16:36:55 GMT -7
The tortoiseshell bowed her head deeply as Venomstar stalked closer. She was careful not to look into his toxic-green eyes, as they would always break her voice into a frightened stammer and send shivers down her pelt. "This arrival," Benet-Ramsey flicked her tail dismissively towards Swiftpaw, "Claims to know our plans of assassinating the leaders. He wishes to help us, and murder Thunderstar as well. Says he's a refugee of some sort." Then her nearly black eyes narrowed, and her pearly claws played with the cold clay that was not warmed by the golden sun before her.
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Post by Banana King on May 15, 2011 15:57:54 GMT -7
Venomstar nodded, barely listening as he watched the cat bristle.
"I guess we shal take him until he proves further threat. We don't want to kick out dog meat. Better him than us. Benet, can you get one of the apprentices or someone to show this, ThunderClan cat, or as of now, VenomClan, where his sleeping quarters are."
Venomstar lifted his paw to his mouth a licked it throughly, peering at the his clan.
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Post by VANESSA on May 17, 2011 16:57:16 GMT -7
Benet-Ramsey bristled slightly, as though she had expected her leader to refuse the new arrival into their ever-honorable Clan. 'Alright," The tortoiseshell said as calmly as one could with gritted teeth. It seemed to the VenomClan queen, full-fledged and warriored, that this new guest was being given a new identity with a gleaming silver platter.
"Find your own lodgement." Benet suddenly spat at the former ThunderClan apprentice. "The one near the top is the nursery. The ones with nests inside already have occupants. Enjoy your stay at VenomClan."
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Post by cinder on May 31, 2011 17:58:32 GMT -7
Scout watched Benet-Ramsey direct the new comer. What if he is a spy. Maybe we should send on to a clan....His eyes followed Swiftpaw waiting to see if he would need help finding his den. wait! that's Scout's den too. Great...
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Post by Rosestem on May 31, 2011 18:28:49 GMT -7
Dusk watched as Venomtstar welcomed a newcomer into VenomClan. Well.... not welcomed exactly, more like...hmm. more like acknowledged with the smallest part of his brain possible. the dark tom thought. He chuckled, and walked toward the newcomer.
" Swiftpaw huh? Well listen up mouse-dung. In VenomClan you need an even stronger name. Now... you can choose your new name... but ask Venomstar to approve it.... that is if your CLAN BLOOD males you too soft. You might want to hold onto memories, memories that are remebered when you hear your name. Choose your name now kit." he hissed.
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Post by cinder on Jun 22, 2011 12:59:28 GMT -7
Scout watched amused as Dusk talked to the new one about his clan name and how... clan like it was. He needed to become Venomclan and fast if he wanted cats to trust him.
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Post by Rosestem on Jun 22, 2011 14:52:30 GMT -7
((Cinder.. don't you mean scout? You wrote swift.))
Dusk glared at the newcomer and hissed. "Choose you piece of Fox-dung! Choose your name... unless you LIKE being Clan scum." The black tom's amber eyes assesed the young apprentice as he thought hard.
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