❥ PaintedPoison

❥ PaintedPoison

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" You're so cute when you're flustered.. " " Shut up. " ☜|☞ Meet PaintedPoison, proud member of Paint Clan, a band of rogues settled by the barn. But there's a catch, They aren't just /normal/ clan cats... Star Clan has gifted them with the power of paint, so at times things can get a little messy. But so what, right? ☜|☞ " Come on wimp, cross the river! " " Quiet! I don't want my colours to wash out! " ☜|☞ A group of rebellious apprentices from their clan have polluted the river with their paint. There is no clean water for the new generation of cats and their survival is at risk. The clans have been put in danger, and with a limited source of water and prey dying out it has led the clan cats to one choice: War. PaintedPoison and her mate, FingerPaints unborn kits are at high risk of death. ☜|☞ " Give it up, our kits are doomed! " " Don't lay a paw on them... " @flusteredbb
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| this is for an rp, so the timing of how things went is different from the series itself; however SPOILERS may show up so read at your own discretion. | Lion's face was suddenly smashed into the wall. Everything went silent. Scarlett had snapped. She'd managed to get ahold of Lion's scruff, rolling onto her paws, coincidentally spinning Lion around her and then slammed her forward into the wall. Lion jolted back with a gasp, eyes swelling with pain as she stumbled over herself, a paw rubbing at her face. Scarlett stood with her head raised now, glaring at her, watching as blood dribbled from her nose. Narrowing her eyes as her pupils turned to slits, she lifted her chin and tilted her head. "Who's next?" BloodClan has just been formed. The cat to be known as a dictatorial tyrant lies in wait for the perfect opportunity. While this goes on, one of the first BloodClan kits is born with a fate she could've never predicted for herself or the clan she calls home. But just how did she get there?

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