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Post by Storm on Jun 27, 2011 9:56:59 GMT -5
Spike took a step forward, and snarled. "Why should you care? It's just a dog! Would you've rather have it live longer, only to attack more cats and cause more injuries?!" Spike didn't care about the other rogues who fought, he just needed to put up a good fight right now.
Dirt watched the whole arguement in worry that they might start a fight. "Jagaur, I think Spike's right, Thunder was dangerously close to the pack leader, he could've been injured or worse." he pointed out, glancing at the other rogues, who were just staring at Dirt like he was mad. He wasn't afraid to take Spike's side on this, because personally, he thought he was right.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 27, 2011 13:30:18 GMT -5
Jagaur snarled, his rage growing more by the second, "You're an idiot Spike!! You acttacked the dog when Thunder was on its back, therefor ingjuring him as well!!"
Toxic stood every close to Ruth, watching everything with fearfull eyes.
((make spike do/say something that will cause a fight>:3))
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Post by Storm on Jun 27, 2011 14:52:32 GMT -5
(But I don't want him to die)
Spike was sick of Jaguar's blindness. "I'm the idiot? You're the idiot! If I hadn't attacked the dog, Thunder could've been injured even more!" he roared, his rage consuming his mind. "Why don't you just admit the fact that you're too soft!" he spat, his back arched in hostility.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 27, 2011 15:11:07 GMT -5
((he won't die, just get hurt more>:3))
"Why don't you admit the fact that you're dangouse around other cats!! Because of you, cats numbers will drop because you kill just for fun!!!" Jagaur was just as sick of Spike's will to kill cats because he wants to, just as Spike was sick of his softness.
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Post by Storm on Jun 27, 2011 16:24:42 GMT -5
(Sorry, but no thanks. I don't want Spike to be hurtin..)
Dirt twitched his tail in annoyance since no one was replying to him. Calmy, he trotted in between the angry toms, and glared at both of them. "Just stop already! There is no reason to continue growling and hissing at each other!" he protested, then turned his glare towards Jagaur. "The. Dog. Is. Dead. Get over it." he growled. Jagaur was getting on his nerves with his annoying arguement.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 27, 2011 18:45:37 GMT -5
((pe, you're no fun))
"J-Jaugar, a d-dog d-die?" Toxic whimmpered from behind Ruth, his little body trembling. Jagaur sunddley looked speechless, then snarled at everyone else in the room, "I don't want to hear other word about this, got that?! Because if any of you say at least a letter," he licked his lips, and cut a piece of wood in half with his claws, "You'll join your worthless friends in hell." with that, Jagaur walked out of the room, his whole body giving off scents of rage.
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Post by Storm on Jun 27, 2011 19:24:19 GMT -5
Dirt shook his head in disbelief. "What the hell was that about?!" he mewed incrcedulously. Sighing in exhaustion, he decided to sleep all his stress away. Glancing back at the other rogues, he slipped through a hole in the wall, and disappeared.
Spike had to use all his strength and self-concious to restrain himself from ripping Jagaur apart. Taking deep breaths, his wounds started to hurt again and he collapsed onto the ground, his eyes closing. He needed Ruth.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 27, 2011 19:31:27 GMT -5
Toxic watched as Ruth padded back to Spike, and began treating his wounds again. Sighing sadly, he slipped though a hole in the wall.
"I don't know what happened at the fight, but I do know that it wasn't very pretty." Ruth muttered as she worked on Spike's wounds, carefull with each herb medicine she used.
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Post by Storm on Jun 27, 2011 20:26:43 GMT -5
Spike only scoffed and lay still as Ruth worked on him. Jagaur was stupid. Dirt was stupid. Everyone but him was stupid. Why does he have to make such a big deal about a dog? Honestly, it's as though Jagaur is a kit! His claws remaining unseathed, Spike silently growled to himself.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 27, 2011 20:32:46 GMT -5
Ruth shook her head, "You'll be unable to fight for sometime sadly. Head wounds can causes all kinds of things to happen, and if you're not careful, you could killed."
Toxic walked though the hallways of the building, wondering what he should do next, without getting in trouble.
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