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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 27, 2007 13:26:50 GMT -5
Pawsteps crunching in the snow. The in and out of steady breathing in the winter air. The scent that told anyone that this intruder was a loner and a tom. Black fur, not at all blended with the piles of white surrounding it. The track left behind, after the pawsteps. Shadow was hard not to notice, and he didn't to anything about it. He didn't care what people thought about him, he didn't care whose land he was in. He wasn't ever bothered by that kind of thing. He didn't care if he lost a fight or won it. And he didn't care if the infamous owner of this land noticed him. No, he didn't.
OOC: That was a sucky post...
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Post by Hatchey on Dec 27, 2007 13:35:50 GMT -5
Firey red and orange orbs shown against the snow. The sorce of the eyes was invisable. the white pelt of the cat was well blended against the snow. But her eyes. They shown brightly. Her wiskers flicked as the approching cat came nearer. Her senses tingled. Every bone in her body told her to attack now, but she didn't. She jumped up into a near by tree and waited for the tom to come beneth her.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 27, 2007 13:57:39 GMT -5
Shadow continued, not bothering to take in scents. He was prepared for an attack - what else did he need but fangs, claws, and presence of mind? He continued to walk somewhat noisily through the territory. He padded under the trees, not bothering to look up. What would be up there anyway? He didn't believe in the Clans' starry ancestors. They only thought spirits roamed the night because they didn't understand the blackness. Without their stories, they would fear it. Shadow's eyes, dark as the sky itself, moved from one object to another. It wasn't a suspicious action as much as a curiosity-fueled investigation of his surroundings.
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Post by Hatchey on Dec 27, 2007 14:03:31 GMT -5
Darkdestiniy jumped, landing in front of Shadow. Her white fur stood on end, but she didn't attack. Her eyes blazed. She wanted to attack, but something kept her from it. She never removed her firey gaze. Her fur was still on end, but she never hissed, never growled, never moved.
OOC: sorry
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 27, 2007 14:08:22 GMT -5
Shadow didn't flinch, although the white cat had surprised him quite a bit. He stared forward with soulless black eyes. "Greetings," he meowed, realizing that it would be beyond stupid to start a fight so soon. The cat looked like she wanted to claw his head off, but Shadow wasn't worried. If they started fighting and he lost? Well, he'd just run away. He didn't care about swallowing his pride; he wasn't as shallow as so many cats seemed to be. His fur was flat, not threatened and nonthreatening.
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Post by Hatchey on Dec 27, 2007 14:15:17 GMT -5
Darkdestiny looked him in the eyes and said what are you doing in my territory she remained calm whitch was unusal.
OOC: sorry lol
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 27, 2007 14:30:32 GMT -5
"Apparently, I'm meeting you." His tone was flat except for a little dash of humor. He didn't ever have an answer for that question. In the world of Shadow, reasons were excuses to avoid actions. If she didn't want him in her land, she should say that. But since she was challenging him by questioning his motives, obviously she wasn't too hurried to get rid of him. He was tempted to yawn, but figured that her patience wouldn't hold if he insulted her in such a way. So he stuck to his subtle little taunt. He waited for her response, his muscles loose but ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. His face, a perfect midnight shade, showed almost no emotion. Even his eyes were blank, not showing any of his careless heart.
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Post by Hatchey on Dec 28, 2007 15:36:23 GMT -5
Darkdestiny's fur flatened. She smirked at the humor in his voice. She had been through this before. a smartelic cat wanders through her territory, thinks Darkdestiny is no threat, then dies. She looked like she was going to walk away, but snaped and lunged at Shadow, claws outstreached, aiming for the ears.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 28, 2007 16:26:22 GMT -5
Shadow was, embarrassingly enough, taken at least somewhat by surprise. He felt claws slice through one of his ears, but ignored the injury. He moved quickly for such a large cat, his jaws snapping shut, ready to sink his teeth into her outstretched foreleg. It was the same one thats talons had cut a knick in the black tom's ear, and he bit down at it with a vengeance. Well, not really so much of a true revenge state of mind - Shadow had felt that, and knew this was nothing close to it - but he still wanted his fangs to pierce some skin.
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Post by Hatchey on Dec 28, 2007 16:32:02 GMT -5
Darkdestiny made a small yelp on the contact of his teeth. She withdrew. Staring at him with a satisfide fire in her eyes. This should be fun she growled I havn't had a good challange like this in a while and at that lunged again, this time aiming for his paws, but it looked as if she was aiming for his back.
OOC: just asking, does shadow has a mate?
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 29, 2007 22:15:22 GMT -5
Shadow moved backwards, too big to dodge such an attack. He his body back first, and she got his left paw hard before he had a chance to move it. He was not as light on his paws as she was, and much bigger. He knew how to use size as an advantage; he was larger than most cats he fought. He jumped at her, head-on, no tricks. He weight much more than she did, so if he landed on top of her or she met him midair, he would win the little mini-attack. He was ready to land on the ground in case she moved aside, and ready crash down on her if she attacked upwards at his underbelly.
OOC: He's not a commitment kind of guy... no, he doesn't... and we could work around the uncaring, soulless thing.
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Post by Hatchey on Feb 1, 2008 23:47:26 GMT -5
Darkdestiny ducked away and jumped back. Awaiting her opponents next move.
OOC: sounds good to me if your up for it. sorry bout not posting for a while and sorry bout the short post.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Feb 12, 2008 20:24:05 GMT -5
Shadow landed on his paws and stayed stationary. He had no real drive to fight at the moment, but was ready enough to defend himself like always. He didn't care enough to make the first move - he would wait out her decision to attack or not. He didn't really care either way, of course. The adrenaline rush meant nothing to him except that he would be prepared for her if she tried again to hurt him. She was pretty, but this too held no interest for the ebony tom. His empty black eyes stared into her fiery pools, looking bored but not impatient. He had nothing else to do; why not humor this she-cat if she wanted to fight? It wasn't his problem if she lost or if she won - he had very little pride and not much of a desire to kill. So the battle, like most of his contented life, was meaningless. He followed her movements with careful, careless orbs, ready for her to pounce and ready for everything and anything else as well.
OOC: Sure. I never really planned for him to have a mate, but why not?
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Post by Hatchey on Feb 12, 2008 20:43:46 GMT -5
OOC: kk
Darkdestiny smiled your quite a good fighter, whats your name? she was well satisfide. The flame of challange burned in her eyes. Something was diffrent about this cat though. He wasn't like the others. He didn't act like he was scared or fighting for his life. He acted so.................uncaring. He acted as if he didn't care.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Feb 12, 2008 20:59:55 GMT -5
"Shadow." He didn't ask her anything in return - if she wanted to tell him who she was, she would say her name. I she didn't, it didn't matter whether he asked or not. His ears flicked as a mouse scrambled through the bracken near him. It was a short, brambly plant, swaying slightly in the breeze, stripped of leaves for winter. The mouse, out for some reason despite the snow and cold, shook the branches against each other, making a little rattling sound. His gaze did not waiver from the she-cat's face, but he listened to the out-of-place noise. He wasn't hungry, so he had no interest in the thing except for a sort of flat curiosity, dull from lack of use, that made him wonder passively why the furry little thing was out during leaf-bare. He didn't care enough to think about the answer, but let his mind wander a bit while he stared into orange eyes with his colorless ones.
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