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Greeneyes looked at the tom, worriedly.
"That's terrible. I know he isn't here. When I was younger, cats tell me my parents got murdered, and I was right there. I fell in love with a tom, and he says that a she-cat attacked him, and r*ped him, as he was only an apprentice. I tried to commit suicide, but I fell off a cliff. I came back to Anti-Thunderclan by luck. I can't remember anything before I came back to Anti-Thunderclan. I got amnesia. It then turned out my mate was a traitor, he believed in... Starclan." Greeneyes said the word in disgust. "I trusted him. And I was pregnant with his kits. I met him again, I tried to kill him, but he escaped. I had a happy life too."

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Worry and concern appeared on the she-cats face. "Would you like to talk about it?" She meowed, softly. Greeneyes had gotten amnesia when she was halfway through training, but her natural reflexes stayed with her, so she had become Greeneyes at the age she was supposed to. The she-cat didn't know much about kits, but she learned after raising two.

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I remember I was on one of these swingy things at a friends house, and I started spinning real high, jumped up, and rolled down the hill at their house. The mom thought I got hurt, but I just sat their laughing.

They don't like me now because their mom took it off because of me.

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"Is anything wrong?" Greeneyes asked, calmly.
OOC- And this is how Greeneyes acts.

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Betrayalpaw darted over. "He looks exhausted. I think he needs to sleep." The tom shrugged.

"Fine, thanks for asking, how about you?" Greeneyes smiled, seeing how nervous the tom was.

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At my elementary school, they had green card (good), red card (HORRIBLE), and yellow card (warning)

I remember the time I was in 1st grade and some kid punched me, so I hit him back softly, and the teacher yelled at me, and I got my card flipped to red. Being a 1st grader that I was, I started sobbing.

I also remember the time I was in Mejer (Grocery store, however you spell it.), and they had those help phone things where you ask for help on them. My sister kept messing with them, making weird noises, and she was eight and I was four/five. Some guy saw and came over, angry. My sister said I did it, and started yelling at me. What kind of sick man yells at a four year old? So I start crying, and he goes "I didn't mean for her to cry."
It traumatized that year of my childhood.

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*checks* Open for stalkers? I guess I'm welcome.

XD
I remember the time I that I remembered the time I that I remembered the time I that I remembered the time I that...
Okay, enough confusing junk.
I remember the time I slammed a four-square bouncy ball at a girl's face for being mean to my friend.

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"Hi, Gowpenpaw." Greeneyes smiled. Despite being the mother of two apprentices, the she-cat was awfully young.

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ooc- and it will remind Greeny of her broken heart. {Her mate was a traitor}

ic- Greeneyes acted all overly-dramatic and stupid, kind of like Rarity from MLP.

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The Park / Re: here we go ( private )
« : May 14, 2013, 05:51:56 PM »
Betrayalpaw crouched down. It wasn't perfect, then again, he was an apprentice.

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The Park / Re: here we go ( private )
« : May 13, 2013, 04:29:11 PM »
"Good choice." Betrayalpaw agreed. He could feel the tension in the air.

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The Park / Re: here we go ( private )
« : May 13, 2013, 02:52:57 PM »
Betrayalpaw knew Sabrepaw didn't care for her mentor. He hoped she would pick Hunting, that way things couldn't get crazy.

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The Park / Re: here we go ( private )
« : May 12, 2013, 06:11:36 PM »
Betrayalpaw walked over. The tom was big for an apprentice his age, but he managed to deal with his size well. Muscles rippled all over his body, and like almost every other cat, an extra pound from the sudden heat and splurge in prey from the past week. Training could move him forward, progress him rapidly, and make him become a warrior. Betrayalpaw was clumsy, that was true, and he didn't have his mom's invisibility for all he knew. He had woken up several times, though, to not seeing his tail, but feeling it was there. He checked it with his mother, and his mother had been excited.

Some said Greeneyes was a cheerful cat before Betrayalpaw was born. That Greeneyes was an excellent fighter, being an apprentice for Swiftlegs, then after her death, Rabbitnight. Her invisibility had been kept a secret with a few cats, and his mom was too old to become a Spy when the rank came out, as she was 13 moons, about to earn her warrior name.

Some said her and his father just clicked. Nobody ever spoke of it around him, though. It was Buffalo something. He had asked once, and Greeneyes's expression was so depressing he had never asked again. His father was often associated with Starclan. Sometimes random cats would just ask him if he believed in Nightclan. Of course he did. Why wouldn't he?

Greeneyes's amnesia had cost her a broken heart. Greeneyes had disappeared for two moons, a new warrior, living as a rogue. She had dragged herself back into the Anti-Thunderclan camp, looking for refuge, when she had gotten a surprise. Small glimpses came back when she heard her name.

Though, Betrayalpaw knew none of this. He knew his father was never to be talked about, that's for sure. He knew his mother was broken, as if something in her just wasn't there. This had made Betrayalpaw more sophisticated, mature, and more protective of everything he loved.

And one thing was obvious.
Despite his name, he would never, ever, betray Anti-Thunderclan.

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Betrayalpaw nodded and followed his close friend's mentor.

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OOC- I understand. I have to write 3 full length stories by the fifteenth, they have to be 2 pages long, one of them is a non-fiction story.
IC-
"Should I call the police?"

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