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Post by .::Lilystar::. on Dec 18, 2008 16:42:55 GMT -8
Rhonda padded confidently over the fence. She could take on any kittypet that dared challenge her. She was a kittypet herself, but she was fierce, and Rhonda was muscular. Other kittypets were soft and fat, they never fought. She quickly caught a fat thrush pecking among the roots of a tree and looked around. She caught a whiff of nearby kittypet and whirled around to face it.
OOC-Are Ham and Tabithat mates? If not, would you like Rhonda to be Ham's mate?
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Post by ~*Springstar*~ on Dec 18, 2008 16:49:03 GMT -8
OOC: Mind if I join in?
Prissy caught the scent of another nearby kittypet. "Relax, it's only me Prissy." She bared her pearly white fangs happily.
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Post by .::Lilystar::. on Dec 18, 2008 16:54:52 GMT -8
OOC-sure.
"Oh," mewed the she-cat. "Geez, thanks for freaking the fur off of me," she grumbled with a smile and a roll of her eyes. She bounded swiftly over to Prissy and butted her playfully in the flank. "So what are you doing around here anyway?" she mewed.
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Post by ~*Springstar*~ on Dec 18, 2008 17:40:34 GMT -8
"Well I was fighting off some stupid clanslaves and I nearly killed them all with these babies!" Prissy motioned to her unusually long fangs.
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Post by .::Lilystar::. on Dec 18, 2008 17:43:27 GMT -8
Rhonda rolled her eyes again. "Yes, you're a vicious monster, Prissy," she said sarcastically, but still smiling happily.
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Post by ~*Springstar*~ on Dec 18, 2008 17:50:57 GMT -8
Prissy laughed and asked, "What are you doing around here? Visiting Ham? You like him huh?" Prissy teased.
OOC: they're like good friends huh?
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Post by .::Lilystar::. on Dec 18, 2008 17:52:34 GMT -8
OOC-yeah
"Possibly," she mewed while she stuck her tounge out.
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Post by ~*Springstar*~ on Dec 18, 2008 18:10:40 GMT -8
"He's such a fatso, but I think you two would go well together." Prissy teased again. "Anyways, how about coming over to my place for supper?"
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Post by .::Lilystar::. on Dec 18, 2008 18:12:35 GMT -8
"Sure. Be there in a little," she purred. She wanted to see Hammy before the day was out. Sure, he may be fat, but she still ilked him.
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