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Post by .Whitey. on Jan 18, 2008 9:44:09 GMT -5
Titch stretched her legs and watched Blizzard. You'll get wet paws? she mewed but knew it was hopeless. Thw tom seemed set on looking about in the muddiness of the barn. She carefully picked her way around the muddiest parts and stood next to Blizzard. Whats at the end of a rainbow? she asked squinting up at the now fading sparkle in the sky.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 18, 2008 12:59:22 GMT -5
"Well which side is the end? At the end of a rainbow could be anything, no rainbow will end at the same place" Blizzard said. His yellow eyes moved from the rainbow to Titch. ooc: eww sucky post sorry
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Post by .Whitey. on Jan 19, 2008 7:10:58 GMT -5
Titch scrunched up her eyes. That was confusing. Everything has to end one day. she mewed looking at Blizzard. She stood next to Blizzard refusing to sit down on the soggy grass. Perhaps, but it would be cool if something was at the end of it. So did you say you lived here? I thought different cats came through here? she asked wondering if this cat owned the barn.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 19, 2008 16:48:40 GMT -5
Blizzard smiled at the kittypet. "No single loner owns the barn. Many come through and eat or sleep for a while. I stay here because unlike most loners I have no territory. Though others stay here to. I do not socialize much." He meowed. Blizzard didnt trust most loners so even though he longed to talk to someone other than the tiny mouse that scurried by at a time when he was not hungry, he ingored the other cats in the barn.
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Post by .Whitey. on Jan 20, 2008 7:52:55 GMT -5
Oh. I know someone who's real nice, but somehow i don't think you'd like it very much. she mewed throwing away the thought. She hadn't met this loner tom very long but he seemed far too distant to know someone let alone trust a loner as he'd previously said.
OOC: Bad post sorry.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 20, 2008 14:11:29 GMT -5
"I stay wrapped in my thoughts most of the time, annoying the ones I do know which would be only one, Deathwind. I knew his friend too before he died. I do not think he's the best person to be friends with but in a time of need he would be a usefull allie since he basically does not care whether he kills or not" Blizzard meowed. He liked having Deathwind to talk to but he had to admit the tom was not the nicest of the loners though there are many others who were more evil.
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Post by .Whitey. on Jan 21, 2008 13:13:11 GMT -5
I don't like the thought of killing or fighting. I know how to but I rarely do... only when it is life threatening. Do you like fighting? she asked curious to as whether the tom liked getting into battles. She hated the most part of battles and she could never understand why the loners fought eachother so happily.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 21, 2008 13:20:03 GMT -5
"I do not like them but sometimes they are necessary. Talking will not get you out of a situation with a crazed loner nor will pleading. The only thing left to do is fight and think of a way out before your opponent has you beat." Blizzard meowed. He looked outside at what seemed to be a neverending stretch of land forest and houses dotting its surface while an ocasional stream or river cut through the land.
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Post by .Whitey. on Jan 21, 2008 16:36:38 GMT -5
but if that loner is as crazed as or say or twice the size of you; surely you would run? she mewed countering in a way his speech. Wouldn't it be a fool who stays and fights merely ending up dead? she asked wondering if she was correct or not. Surely, if you looked and judged at the size of the tabby or the muscles you could tell if it was sheer suicide?
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 21, 2008 16:58:25 GMT -5
"In battle size is not always an advantage you know? Besides if you run whos to say you wont be caught?" Blizzard meowed looking at her. "If I thought that I could outrun my opponent and not risked being caught again just to anger the cat more then yes I would more than likely run." he meowed.
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Post by .Whitey. on Jan 22, 2008 15:41:26 GMT -5
Titch nodded slowly. I suppose. she mewed. Her tail flicked from side to side. Do you smell that? she asked rhetorically. Shh! Mouse. she whispered towards the other cat. She dropped down onto her hunches and sniffed locating the mouse within a few heartbeats. To think that only last year she couldn't even hunt mice and now she was as good as a loner.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 23, 2008 11:43:51 GMT -5
Blizzard looked at her confusion in his eyes it was just a mouse. "The mice love this place they like to eat the grains." he meowed. He licked his paw and ran it over his ears as he watched the she cat stalked the mouse.
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Post by .Whitey. on Jan 24, 2008 15:20:00 GMT -5
Titch watched the small brown ball of fluff run about unknowing to her presence. She crept up bhind it and poked it once with her sharp claws. She wasn't interested in eating it as such, just more scaring the living daylights out of it. The mouse looked as if it had jumped; Titch smiled. She quickly swooped it up and ended its life with one quick blow. She'd let her stomach get the better of her but the more she thought about it the more she felt the need for a piece of succulent fresh kill. She bent over and began to take a small bit... suddenly, she stopped. Where were her manners? She offered the piece to the tom sitting next to her and she scented the air for more mice. Millions of prey shot up her nose. The awkward smell of squirrel not far off in the tree and the odd cuckoo of the woodpecker in the opposite tree.
As quick as lightning a wood mouse scampered across the floor however, Titch clocked her eyes on it. She tried to grab out but hit thin air. She sighed and looked back for more. Then she could smell it let alone see it. A huge rabbit, bigger than her brother, Scruff. She crouched down trying to prove that she could actually catch something bigger than her. A few fox tail lengths away! She thought to herself determinedly. As quick as a Tiger itself she sprang on it hoping to land on top of it; and that she did. The rabbit writhed and wormed under her thick pelt. It was almost like being on top of a dog. She bit into its vein and she felt the rabbit stop frozen. She sympathized with it. She knew it was dying, it knew it was dying. She ended its life quickly with a pawful of sharp thorny claws. it slumped dead at her feet and she smiled happily. Look what I caught! she yowled through the dead rabbit's fur.
OOC: I got carried away. . .
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 24, 2008 18:23:09 GMT -5
Blizzard watched the rabbit die. His heart ached for it. The rabbit would never run through the fields or munch on the sweet dew covered grass. He forced a purr to show his approval of the kittypets hunting skills. Blizzard knew it was the way of life, things died, and things were born, it was just the same as the other prey. "Be sure not to waste it. It would be wrong to kill something just for the pleasure." he meowed and pushed the piece of mouse the shecat had offered away. His thoughts were buzzing in his head. He hated when thoughts pounded and wouldnt go away because they made him feel like there was a weight pushing down on him.
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Post by .Whitey. on Jan 25, 2008 16:42:02 GMT -5
I don't kill for fun. she mewed solemnly as she tucked in to her rabbit. She swallowed the first piece and smiled happily; this rabbit wasn't as old as she'd expected it to be. It had crunchy tenderness all the way through its body and Titch sat back about a few moments later from feeliing vamished to well and truely stuffed. Aren't you not hungry? she quizzed Blizzard staring at the mouse she had caught for him. She gazed into his eyes and noticed a flicker of anxiousness [?] against the tom.
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