Back for Now(OPEN)

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Cicatrice let out a smooth smile.

"Revenge on Clans maybe. One in Particular. "

He let his paws knead the ground while he spoke.

"Hard to say how It inspired me, and that doesn't matter. Now does it? I know where another cat -- Leo, and where she is."

He purred.

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SnowFeather winced again, and shook her fur.

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Conto nodded slowly. "Alright, then. You might come in handy." He looked back to Wolfpaw. "What do you think?"

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Cicatrice let out a small growl.

"I'm not no one's pet. I will not be ordered around. I am the one who gives orders, Buddy."

His eyes narrowed.

[Tanglekit]

Wolfpaw bared her teeth at the new comer. "Wanna bet.", she growled letting her little claws slink out as she imagined the taste of this toms blood. "I will give the orders here by right of blood.", she snapped narrowing her eyes into slits. "No mangy rogue will carry on my father's dream.", she sneered jerking her chin towards the putrid tom. She would like to see the assembly the toms would make without her.

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Cicatrice snarled at the little cat.

"I would like to see you try to harm me. Just because of blood, that doesn't mean you are the alpha!"

His eyes narrowed.

[Tanglekit]

"Despite my name I am not a wolf or are you blind.", she mocked. In her mind he didn't have the will necessary. "Your hate is powered by revenge. Go play with the little kitty pets while we finish talking", she snickered as she turned back to Conto. She knew just how easy it would have been to tear the loners flesh. "If you are such an asset to Lurkclan why didn't you take over and kill Fallenstar off yourself?", she laughed letting her snow white teeth bare slightly under her grin. She knew exactly who had killed her father and she thanked him for it. Because she knew in her heart she would have killed him herself when her age and time was right.

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Cicatrice snarled, and bonked the little she-cat against the head with his forepaw. Of course, no claws were unsheathed.

"Appearently you don't know who I am, little girl. I say Alpha, because it is the true way of saying the dominant one, easier too. Just because I say that, does not mean anyone is a 'wolf'."

His bobtail twitched slightly.

[Tanglekit]

Wolfpaw looked at the tom with sarcasm. "Who are you that gives you a right here. All I see is an old cranky loner with no tail.", she said full of hate as her paw lashed out with claws unsheathed to tear the toms flesh. He strike was that of a snake. Her eyes went black as she yearned for blood to make the surface. She dug her claws into his nose and tore, with the hope of a true fight. "Who are you to give orders I see nothing of a leader when I look at you.", she snarled. She walked straight to Conto and smiled. "Conto lets rebuild the truest clan of them all.", she purred ready to make her true clan alive once more.

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He let out a snarl as his nose got torn.

"Alright missy."

The large tom bowled the she-cat over when she started to pad over to Conto. This time, his claws were unsheathed. He hissed in her face, showing his red stained teeth.

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A cold smile had drawn across the loner's face before the second tom had leapt at Wolfpaw. Conto's eyes narrowed, then he lunged at the rouge, claws outstretched. This time bowling Cicatrice over, the tom's sharpened claws searched for flesh to grab. There was no need to kill this cat, not yet, anyway. His only goal for now was to pin the large tom down. "Watch who you mess with," he growled.

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The tom got bowled over, making Cicatrice angry. Right when the tom pinned him he stared up at him, and smiled. He let out a chuckle, then let his fore-head bonk against the face of Conto. He hoped that it made him lose focus, making him a bit unbalanced and lose a little grip.

He let his back paws go under Conto's underbelly, kicking upwards.

"How about you?"

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Slightly loosing focus, Conto felt himself being thrown backward. With whirling difficulty, he managed to land on his paws. He shook his head to clear it before facing the rouge again with a snarl. Now there was a good enough reason to kill the tom. Furiously, he ran towards Cicatrice, wanting the tom to think that he was going for a head on attack. Then, if it worked, he would veer left at the last second and lash out with his claws.

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Cicatrice stood, his eyes staring at the tom. He saw him run towards him, and at the right moment, leapt upwards. He noticed that he veered left, which made him smirk.

When he fell, it landed near him, close enough to at least get one of his claws raking against some sort of fur on the tom's body.

He spun around, and faced the tom.

"Really now, why must you fight? Can't we work together, since now you see that I am capable more than you can handle."

He chortled.

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SnowFeather winced a bit, squirming back slightly.

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Conto's fur bristled. The tom had managed to rake a claw across his flank; it stung, but wasn't deep enough to cause serious damage. He could shake it off. He was about to launch himself at Cicatrice once more, when a new scent crossed his nostrils. He looked a little way to the right, just where a patch of leafless juniper bushes had grown thickly enough to not see through with ease. They he saw a pair of pale yellow eyes, watching the group with amusement. Putting the battle aside, he flicked his tail in irritation.

"You might as well come out. I'm not going to fight for any cat's entertainment."
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The she-cat smiled from her hiding place. So she had been found out. It sure had taken them a while. The scents of all these loners was stronger than the Carrion Mound near ShadowClan's territory. She laughed softly, then padded around the undergrowth into the strange meeting place for strange cats. Her black and brown fur gleamed with the light of leaf-bare. She looked to the tom who had spoken to her- Conto, if she had heard right. "But it's one of my favorite past-times. There's been a lot of it lately, you know. Every cat gets so grumpy around this time of year, I suppose." She smiled at the cats; a haunting smile that revealed that it's owner wasn't all there.

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Cicatrice's ears flicked, staring at the she-cat. He shook his fur slightly, sitting down. He was licking his paw.

"Oh really?"

His bobtail twitched, ears flicking a bit.