Fight of the Foxes RP

Ambrose snorted,"Well, it all depends.Who are you?"She said.
Knight regained his sense and sense of superiority. He growled "I'm a spy. Now you answer my question.@

Ambrose stared at him, and raised a eye,"Now, I will not take 'spy' for a answer,"she growled."What Tribe are you in?"She demanded, it seemed fair enough he was a Midnight Fox, but he might have been a rouge passing through.
 
Ambrose stared at him, and raised a eye,"Now, I will not take 'spy' for a answer,"she growled."What Tribe are you in?"She demanded, it seemed fair enough he was a Midnight Fox, but he might have been a rouge passing through.
Knight shook his head, she was hopeless. He should've technically have killed her to protect the border, but he didn't care. He just kept on walking to hunt.
 
Ambrose stared at him, and raised a eye,"Now, I will not take 'spy' for a answer,"she growled."What Tribe are you in?"She demanded, it seemed fair enough he was a Midnight Fox, but he might have been a rouge passing through.
Knight shook his head, she was hopeless. He should've technically have killed her to protect the border, but he didn't care. He just kept on walking to hunt.

Ambrose cocked her head at the male fox.She watched him He is handsome......She trotted up to him,"Wait, please.My name is Ambrose.Im a rouge"
 
Ambrose cocked her head at the male fox.She watched him He is handsome......She trotted up to him,"Wait, please.My name is Ambrose.Im a rouge"
Knight nodded, and replied "My name is a Knight. I'm torn between leaving my tribe or not."

Ambrose lifted her muzzle high and scented the air before replying."Hm.I see,"she wagged her tail slightly."WeLl then..."she stared in the awkward slince.
 
Ambrose lifted her muzzle high and scented the air before replying."Hm.I see,"she wagged her tail slightly."WeLl then..."she stared in the awkward slince.
Knight grinned, and joked "I hate awkward silences. I am going to go hunt. Would you like to come with me?"

Ambrose grinned, but quickly whipped her head around the territory,"Would I get in trouble?"she asked,"More likely, would I get us in trouble?"
 
~Frost, shooting a last deadly glare at the bleeding white vixen, sped out into the piercing daylight. She shivered under its scorching rays and bolted back to the dark sanctuary of the Midnight forests, keeping pace effortlessly with Obsidian.~
Obsidian unleashes his anger at a squirrel who dared approach the two. He tore it to pieces, disgusted with the fact they didn't kill more, even though they had killed most of the tribe's pups, he wanted more.

~Frost leapt into a tree, flaming with indescribable fury and frustration, and began shredding massive chunks of branch. When they fell to the ground and the old tree began bleeding out its sap, Frost allowed herself a small smirk of satisfaction.
Just imagine it's blood.
And the tree is an Arctic.
~
 
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