A Lovely Day for Death

[//Cindy// l u n a]

A mouse, a big dark one, scuttled over a rock. It's claws scrapped the stone's surface, helping Nature and the elements wear it down and form shapes in its sides. The creature stopped, twitched its nose, and raced along again. It was was still once more, for a second.

Was that the crunch of a predator walking on the dry leaves of fall?

The mouse was completely motionless, yet the cat saw it. He was only an apprentice, but he knew well how to stalk a mouse. He crept silently forward, not a sound being made. His ears were focused on the prey, all of his attention on what he was about to kill. He made not a sound, yet something else did. There was a snap of a twig, and the mouse was off. It leapt away from where the noise had come, running away from Brightpaw and whatever -or whoever- was behind him. Brightpaw whirled around, enraged that this animal had scared the rodent. He knew from the scent that this was a feline. And a trespasser.

The cat stepped out of the bracken, her fur gleaming with the light of the sun, her eyes sparkling in a cold, yet joyful way. She opened her mouth in a snarl, showing two rows of very sharp teeth.

What a lovely day for death,

she purred to herself. She advanced, an evil glint growing in her eye. She walked carelessly, and Brightpaw could hear the terrified would-be prey scattering in all directions. But this was not a moment to worry about losing prey. This was a moment to worry about losing life. Dear, precious, hard-to-come-by life. Brightpaw took a step back. His paw hit the rock, and he jumped in alarm. The new cat, a lilac point she-cat, kicked off the ground and seemed to fly, slicing through the air, coming right at him. Brightpaw was about to yowl for help, but the noise never left his throat. His body fell to the ground, limp. The she-cat's black heart lept happily at the sight of the red blood dripping from the dead cat's neck.

Yes, a lovely day for death.

[//Cindy// l u n a]

As she had frightened off all of the prey living here, Shimmer padded away from the body of the apprentice. It lay there so still. She loved the thrill of killing. Killing and trickery. Deceit and betrayal. All in a day's work for Shimmer. Her heart and mind beat as one cold item, one evil idea. Her smoky blue eyes watched everything in the forest. She stretched her jaw open, tasting the air for the scent of prey. She always ate after she killed. The rich scent of finch drifted into her mouth from somewhere upwind. Her ears swiveled, adding what she heard to what she knew. Even her tail was still as she crouched.

The finch flew down to the earth, wings fluttering in the breeze. It landed on the root of a huge birch tree, and it pecked at the bark. It had no idea of the entity creeping noiselessly toward it.

Pekk, pekk, pekk.

Shimmer was careful not to step on a single leaf, a single twig, anything that might let her presence be known. Her claws silently slid out of their sheaths. She was only a tail-length away. She placed her for-paw on a bit of moss-covered earth. He muscles bunched up. She shoot up at the bird with perfect aim.

The tiny feathered creature heard the noise and started, working its wings. If it was quick enough--

--But it was not. She caught it in the merciless prison of her claws, hooking it so that it could fly no farther. It struggled. She enjoyed watching its pain. She flicked it down, hurling it earthward. It fell on a pebble, still breathing through broken lungs. She didn't make it suffer too long; impatience for the kill overcame her and she ended its life in one swift, strong bite.

She began to eat, the taste of its blood washing down the taste of the blood of the apprentice. She enjoyed both the sensations very much, and a slight purring rumble started in her throat.

Ahh, the fun of the kill

[STREAMY ?!]

ooc: WOW that's good RPing. ;D

[//Cindy// l u n a]

OOC: Thanx! I had some time on my hands... If you want to join with a charrie and find Shimmer and Brightpaw's body...

[samishugarts]

Lunerstripe was by where Shimmer was. She watched for the right time to acttck.

[//Cindy// l u n a]

As Shimmer devored the small fowl, she suddenly stiffened. There was something... a whiff of a smell... Another cat? Shimmer's jaws parted and she filled her mouth with the air, tasting it for signs of RiverClanner.

Yes.. There was something there.

Shimmer tensed, ready and alert. She continued to eat, but overy muscle was prepared for an attack.

[samishugarts]

Lunerstripe wait as Shimmer ate. The cat is going down Lunerstripe was thinking.

[//Cindy// l u n a]

Shimmer licked up the last bite of mouse, and her pimk flitted around her mouth once, clearing off every scrap of rodent-meat. Instead of beginning to wash, she sniffed out what direction the RiverClan smell was coming from. She turned toward it, her eyes covering every bit of the bush, looking for signs of a cat.

"Show yourself,"

She hissed, eyes showing nothing but boredom and a slight of confidance.

[samishugarts]

"Ohhh you saw me, boo!" meowed Lunerstripe.

[//Cindy// l u n a]

Shimmer took in the she-cat's appearance and tone, memorizing her scent and the way she moved. Shimmer saved a small spot for her name. She made it her buisness to know everything in the forests. This cat didn't look like too much of a threat, though Shimmer didn't actually care whether she was or not. Life was something to take away from others, until someone takes yours. Shimmer planned to be in battle when she died. Nothing else could posibly suit her concience.

"Looks like the kittypets are out for their daytime stroll."

[samishugarts]

"Ya I see one in my face" meowed Lunerstripe.

[//Cindy// l u n a]

"Yes, you face certainly does look that way,"

Shimmer mewed. She was still hungry. She had had her fill to eat... But she still longed to taste blood. Her eyes were unreadable, a coded message in a fake code with no rules. And once you got what you thought was the answer to her expression, it would change, leaving you still stranded. Shimmer wanted to sink her fangs into this cat, but didn't express this desire. All she did was curl her upper lip back ever so slightly that you would only notice if you looked.

[samishugarts]

"Leave" meowed Lunerstripe.

[//Cindy// l u n a]

"Why don't you? And stop acting so high and mighty while you're at it."

[~†~Winter~†~]

"Why are you here" hissed Lunerstripe.