lavie
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Post by lavie on Jun 7, 2013 12:38:28 GMT -5
Otterpaw stared down at his paws quietly, blinking his pale blue eyes that were usually so cold in their message. They were like chips of ice now, a piece of work that reflected the chilliness always present in his heart. He was ready to complete the final steps in his next 'project'. It was one he had been working on for quite a while and was prepared to finish and be able to focus his interests on something new to keep the cats of Gorgeclan on their toes. He wanted them to see what he could accomplish, what he could make of this clan if he truly tried. He wanted to be threatening, not pitied. If you were pitied, then it meant whatever had gone wrong was true and his sister's death was definitely not true.
Twitching his ears, he pulled himself out of his nest in the medicine den and padded over to the extra honey he had been compiling for quite a while. He would never take any out of the real stores so he had started collecting his own little fund of the sweet substance. He expertly collected his stash and padded out into the main part of camp where he quickly ducked into the apprentice's den. He drizzled a portion over each nest before padding over to the warriors den where he began his assault on their nests. Hopefully, he would be able to make it to the leader's den before someone caught him, but even he wasn't so sure of that.
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