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[Hatchey]

Darkdestiny sat in one of the many hollow trees that filled her territory. Dark thought raging in her corrupted mind. Her fiery colored optics blazing with pure hatred. Hatred not necessarily directed at any one cat, but more directed at life its self. The cruel, harsh, nonsense called life. What was the purpose? Why was she here? Even just the thought of those questions, the simple thought, gave her the motivation to kill. She never killed because she hated them, but because she hated herself. She knew it was wrong in the eyes of everyone, but that gave no meaning to her. It was right in her eyes. It was the only way to live her life. The only possible way.

[.Whitey.]

Torment sat, perched on a branch. You do not see me, yet you attack. You cannot hear me yet you speak. So what wisdom do you have, if your alone on the ground? she mewed mystically from the branch above Darkdestiny. Her eyes wandered around the cats dark pelt and her hazel orbs stared down coldly, unlovingly as it been so many times before. Her own black pelt was ruffled, with stains of crimson blood. She'd never groom, that was up to Aurora. And Aurora only lived during the day, it was her night of nights to have fun. Her voice was hollow, through the years of nothingness and training; she had no reason to be happy and she'd forgotten emotion so her voice was sharp and a icy cold ready to strike just about any cat in the heart. Yet, this cat seemed to be dwindling down the same path as her, not as bad though she was what happened at the end. A desolate, evil and blood thirsy she-cat. No will to give mercy and bound to the deep conciousness at dawn. She led no good life, perhaps Darkdestiny was a cat to Torment; like her name.

[Hatchey]

Darkdestiny's head rose slowly, as if she was hesitant. The hatred in her flaming red eyes attempted to burn its way through the newcomers fur. her claws extended and retracted, as if deciding whether or not to shred the intruding cat into ribbons. Irritated she snarled quietly why have you endangered your being by coming here?

[.Whitey.]

Torment chuckled... some what harshness in her voice. Strange little words, you speak as if I were a kit? she mewed keeping her hazel orbs fixed on the she-cat in front of her. I assure you, I have not endangered myself by coming here, DarkDestiny, she grinned my name stands for what I do the most. she mewed judging the cat over with her eyes. Her tail flicked back and forth, but other than that she did not move.

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