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(I just wanted to do another silly rp about blueberries. So here it is, anyone and any number of people can participate at any time ^-^)
"MWHAHAHAHAH!"
The trail of laughter could be heard outside the Keepers Mansion window where DayClan was temporarily stationed during the particularly harsh leafbare. Most cats were on high alert given their situation with MoonClan and having been captured by SunClan. The laughter wasn't much comfort given their starved and uncomfortable situation taking refuge in the mansion along the border of their territory.
The laughter had come from a black cat with white splotches woven throughout his fur. In his jaws were blueberries, "YOU'LL NEVER GET THEM! NEVERRRRRR"
The tom was picking up blueberries around the garden of the mansion which weren't particularly ripe, but good enough. But not only that, they were used to eat as a last resort and he was just robbing the clan of them all. Whoever he was...
Knightkit tried to run out to confront the cat, but his mother caught him and thrust him towards one of the kit sitters to keep an eye on her son as she padded out.
Rubyflame debated what to do, then a dastardly idea came to mind and she ran up to him, “Great StarClan! You ate those berries?! Oh no, oh no, I knew this would happen,” the ginger she cat grabbed the toms head and looked towards him. “Those berries are a very very rare kind of berries. They have been cursed by StarClan after our emissaries practiced on them. Are you feeling okay?” She checked him over like she was frantically looking for signs and symptoms of a disease. “You need to spit them out, StarClan knows what’ll happen. We’ve seen foxes fall into other dimensions, a few birds puffed up and exploding a few unfortunate cats.” Rubyflame’s voice became thick with grief. “Getting sick with maddening diseases that resulted in a miserable death.”
Foxpaw had been ready to confront the tom when Rubyflame had beaten him to it. He halted in midstep and listened to what she was saying, trying hard to hold back the laugh that was just clawing its way out. This would be too funny if the tom actually believed her tall tale.
He quickly dropped the blueberries he had and instead began to look around in a frenzy for something. Suddenly the tom began frantically scratching at his belly and then up his throat, "NYH! NO! I don't want to die from blubberberries! I ate some of thoooooose." he cried out.
He looked up at Rubyflame, "Help me, I don't want to explode! But if I am... If this is my last day on earth. I think I just really want to eat some more blueberries because those were pretty good and if I'm just gonna die anyways I definitely want some more."
