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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 17, 2007 19:08:34 GMT -5
Shadow inhaled, and the foul odor of two-leg caught in his nose and mouth. He coughed and looked around with his black eyes. As he took in the houses with their strange colors, the forced looking plant population, the hard, rough surfaces under his feet and elsewhere in their strangely shaped paths, memories flooded him. The cage; the anger; the restless pacing; the adrenaline of ascape; and then the bloodlust when he saw that cat murdering his parents...; the beautiful relief and calming feeling as he looked at her blood on his paws...
He began to look for a route out of this clean field, or look for some dark place to camouflage into with his black pelt. But Shadow found no such thing, and began to wander around in a frantic but aimless sort of way.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 18, 2007 17:42:42 GMT -5
A tabby cat sat on his fence, the tom looked troubled but content. He lifted his snout and took in the crisp, frigid air. Tiger scrunched his nose up as a bad-smelling monster drove past his house, splashing dirty water all over his pelt. With startled hiss he hoped down from his look-out and shook out his pelt. As the housecat cursed himself he noticed a peculiar smell, he looked towards the scent but the stench of the passing vehicle still lingered, masking the strange scent.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 19, 2007 16:50:12 GMT -5
OOC: Shadow sort of needs a reason to kill... How should we work that out?
Shadow jumped back as the monster raced past, and took a deep breath, calming the rapid beating of his heart. He looked up, on top of the fence that he had ended up next to, and saw the tabby sitting there. His eyes narrowed watchfully, but he doubted that this kittypet could hurt hi,. You never know, though, so there was good reason to be wary.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 12:20:13 GMT -5
((Well, Tiger could p*ss him off.)) The housecat narrowed his hazel eyes as he scanned his backyard, looking for anything that was out of place. He sighed, signaling that his accusations were wrong. Tiger lifted his gaze toward the clouded skies; only tiny spotlights of sun could be seen on the ground below him. He glanced around once more, an eerie feeling creeping up his spine, was someone watching him?
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 21, 2007 12:31:29 GMT -5
OOC: Sounds good to me... Maybe Tiger should try to make him get off the terra, and Shadow doesn't want to... It could become and arguement, then a fight, then a life and death battle as their angers grow...
Shadow watched the kittypet scan his surroundings, wondering when he would notice that he was being watched. It couldn't be long now. The smell of the wild came from his fur. Not quite Clan, but not quite pure, his scent carried a story which plainly stated that he was a dangerous cat, not affiliating with any perticular group, but not antisocial. It told any cat, of course, that he was a large tom, and always trying to be dominant. Not one to obay any other cat.
He wondered briefly if he would be considered out of place here. There was a time when this had been his home, after all. He didn't know the streets, but he knew the ways of the two-legs. But now that he had been living so long as a feral cat, untamable, this once-familiar place made him tense and wary as unknown turf tended to do. So he didn't belong here. But, then, where did he belong?
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 13:04:53 GMT -5
Tiger swallowed and turned, his striped tail flicking convulsively, he still didn't see anything though. Fear gripped his pelt like a thorn, making it rise as the scent became faintly more clearer. The housecat flattened himself to the ground as he creped through a hole under his fence. His hazel orbs widened as he caught sight of a dark shape hiding on the other side of the Thunderpath, and let a small hiss creep out of his parted jaws.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 21, 2007 13:20:31 GMT -5
Shadow looked both ways before darting across the monster-filled path. He sat once on the side with the other cat, who had noticed him. The scent reminded him of that overwhelming smell that Lilystorm had almost drowned him in before she died at his paws... fear. His black eyes glinted with amusement, although he didn't have any reason to want to hurt this cat. It was nice to knew that those around you are scared by your presance. When he heared a hiss ascape from the kittypet, he snarled softly back, but made no other threatening move. He did not even make his fur stand up to increase his size. He was big enough already, and size didn't matter with the fighting techniques around that could be used by smaller cats.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 13:49:09 GMT -5
Tiger's fur settled a bit, but his fear-scent was strong. What's a lowly loner like you doing here? The housecat growled boldly. His mate lived here, and he would not let a loner lurk around like some stupid, wandering assassin. The tabby tom gave his chest a lick as he lifted himself from the cold ground, then he remembered his kits, his wonderful kits who were all gone now. He winced at the thought, but he wouldn't let Sarah go, not for a heartbeat.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 21, 2007 13:56:08 GMT -5
"Lowly loner? I'd watch my mouth if I were you, kittypet." Shadow had no liking of being called lowly, though it was not a reason to attack, as it was only a small offence. "And I wander wherever I like."
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 14:05:09 GMT -5
Fear now switched to slight anger as his tabby pelt started to rise, slowly. Tiger grunted softly and groomed his forepaw, swiped it over his head few times, and set it back down. Well, I don't care who you are, you'd best get out of here, or that, He sniffed the air slightly and scrunched up his nose, Lovely scent of yours will smell like me. Sarcasm was strongly used in his words as he lashed his tail irritably.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 21, 2007 15:18:26 GMT -5
Shadow laughed. "And how would that happen?"
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 15:38:33 GMT -5
The tabby tom snorted, disgusted by the loner's stubbornness. Just leave! What business have you wandering around like an idiot? He snarled, hazel eyes narrowed.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 21, 2007 15:42:18 GMT -5
"What buisness do you have idioticly ordering around one so obviously stronger than yourself?" Shadow retorted, his pride not letting him ask for directions.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 16:26:02 GMT -5
Tiger's hazel eyes stared blankly as he mumbled the obvious, Because this is my territory your standing on. The housecat had a challenging vibe about him, and wasn't about to give in to the threats of this wandering piece of mousedung.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 21, 2007 17:25:25 GMT -5
"You mean your two-leg's territory? They'll thank you, I'm sure, for defending them." His sarcasm was heavy, and his scorn apparent. All kittypets were the same to him: Two-leg toys, and nothing else.
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