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Post by icefang on Nov 1, 2006 17:53:09 GMT -5
Tango stalked quietly through some meadow she had come across. She was pretty sure she was in Clan territory, but she couldn't find any prey at the barn, so she had wandered in here. Not that they would do anything to her. Pampered with not having to worry about enemies who were not bound by the warrior code every single day and not necessarily having to hunt for themselves every day, she had only met two or three aggressive ones. She was following her prey slowly, but it wasn't aware of her right behind it, as it was just poking around like the dull little mouse it was. She just needed it to stop... suddenly the wind changed and blew her scent towards it. It sat on its hind legs and put its nose in the air, scenting her, but it was already too late. She pounced and snapped its neck under her powerful jaws.
OOC: anyone >^.^<
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Post by icefang on Nov 4, 2006 11:24:54 GMT -5
*BUMP*
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Nov 4, 2006 18:45:43 GMT -5
"What do we have here trespassing are you" pumpkinheart meowed.
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Post by icefang on Nov 4, 2006 18:50:48 GMT -5
Tango looked up mildly. Well, let's see, she said mockingly. She looked down at the ground and prodded it with her paw. Yes... this does seem to be WindClan territory and I'm a loner, last time I checked. she said. She dropped her prey on the ground and sniffed it. This nice, fat mouse smells like it's been over a WindClan scent marker, too. Yep, I think I'm tresspassing. She sat down and began to give herself a wash.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Nov 4, 2006 18:52:44 GMT -5
"Why are you tresspassing on windclan territory" pumpkinheart growled
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Post by icefang on Nov 4, 2006 19:02:06 GMT -5
Maybe I want to hunt, she said smoothly. Or maybe I just want to tick you off. Is it working?
OOC: Short one... just be glad Pumpkinheart's not a tom... otherwise she'd really go to town with the insults, lol...
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Nov 4, 2006 19:04:34 GMT -5
"I dont like lowly loners on my clans territory so if you cant find any food on your land go crowfood hunting!" pumpkinheart meowed as she stepped toward the loner.
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Post by icefang on Nov 4, 2006 19:15:58 GMT -5
Oh, but what fun is that? Tango sneered. Her pulse quickened slightly at the thought of an imminent scuffle. The crowfood can't even put up a fight! And it's not like I haven't seen your Clan hunt in loner territory before... don't deny it, I won't tell anyone... it's just too easy, isn't it? If a loner tries to fight you, you can just get some of your Clan buddies to sort him out, and no other Clan's going to see you hunting there... it's perfect! So if you don't mind, Tango finished, and she began to snap up the mouse at her paws. She had been l ying about that, she didn't usually hang around WindClan territory, but still. She was good at bluffing. Feeling particularly nasty, Tango said through a mouthful of mouse, Anyway, I'd have to go all the way to your camp to get the crowfood, so you should be glad I'm hunting here.
OOC: Yeah, she's mean, don't take it personally ^^
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Nov 4, 2006 19:17:32 GMT -5
"Thats it" pumpkinheart yowled and launched herself at the cat.
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Post by icefang on Nov 4, 2006 19:25:24 GMT -5
Tango could've dodged quite easily, but instead, she ducked down to take a bite of the mouse and sat back up sharply, headbutting the cat's stomach so that she was thrown out of balance and didn't land on her. Her claws grazed Tango's hindquarters as she flew, something she could've avoided by dodging, but it was always good to make her skills seem more honed than they actually were. She winced in pain, but was not facing the cat as she did so, and quickly regained her composure. She turned to face the cat. Is this how you usually greet a cat? she said silkily. Let me show you how I do it: Hi, I'm Tango. What's your name? She bent down for another bite of mouse.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Nov 4, 2006 19:29:12 GMT -5
"No thats how I greet lowlife intruders that are so stupid they cant even catch prey on their on territory" pumpkinheart yowled as she grabbed the cat by the hind leg and slung her to the ground.
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Post by icefang on Nov 4, 2006 19:38:28 GMT -5
Tango was slightly caught by surprise as she was pulled to the ground, but she shook the other cat off and picked up her half-eaten prey, trotting a couple paces away and sitting down. I may be subject to bias, she said, taking another bite. but I don't think that where I catch my prey is an indication of my intelligence. If you ask me, I'd say the quality of one's insults serves as a better indicator. You see, just now I would've gone with a quick insult instead of a sprawling one like you had. Or, perhaps, used props like I'm about to do. You see, if you had said, 'No, that's how I greet cats who roll in their prey's dung' and done this Tango darted forward and rammed her shoulder into the other cat's shoulder, knocking her to the ground, pinning her there, it would've been more effective. Would've actually made me angry, you know. Of course it would be just perfect if there was actually any animal dirt around, but I guess you Clan cats clean up after your prey, too. She got off the cat daintily and strutted back over to her mouse, finishing it off.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Nov 4, 2006 19:46:59 GMT -5
"Who do you think you are my clan could wipe you out and one second and im sure my tom friend ravenfeather would attack you any day!" Pumpkinheart growled. She pinned the loner down and spoke right in her face "Now I dont think you would like that" she growled and bit the she-cat on the shoulder.
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Post by icefang on Nov 4, 2006 19:56:35 GMT -5
For the first time a flicker of fear rose inside her. It was not large enough to show in her eyes, but her expression slackened for a fraction of a second as the she-cat's face suddenly turned into Tiger, laughing cruelly, and back. But she regained her cool as fast as she had lost it, the fear disappearing into a hazy anger. Well of course your whole Clan could wipe me out! What would it be, 20 to 1, not including a cat with nine lives? I'm vain, but not so vain that I'd claim I'd win on those odds! And as for Bird Boy-- I mean, Ravenfeather, she twisted under the she-cat's grip and lashed a paw out, claws unsheathed, scratching her right above her eyes where blood would blind her for a moment, he may attack, but that doesn't mean he'd win.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Nov 4, 2006 20:02:25 GMT -5
"Your afraid I saw it in your eyes dont try to hide it which one scares you huh?" pumpkinheart growled a she flicked away the blood.
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