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Oct 12, 2008 9:55:04 GMT -5
Post by rex. on Oct 12, 2008 9:55:04 GMT -5
Touslepelt felt the thin flesh of his nose tear as the kittypets claws broke skin, and despite his attempt to yank back his tail, touslepelt only hung on harder and returned the tug, this time, using his legs and dragging the tom by the tail in the direction of the twoleg nests over yonder. He didn't bother replying to the kittypet at his enraged question. but he could imagine what he would have been saying:
what am i doing? what does it look like I'm doing, im dragging you back home to your sorry twolegs since your mouse brain simply cannot comprehend when another cat says that they want you to leave! but he bit back the words, knowing that any attempt to speak would loosen the death grip he had on the base of Stalkers talk, and that would give him an opening to wriggle free, and the great rex was NOT about to let that happen again. Blood from his new nose wound was trickling down his muzzle now, and he snorted to relieve a nostril of some that had pooled in it, and at the same moment, out of the corner of his eye thought he saw Shimmer- who normally was impossible to comprehend what she was thinking, but in that split second that his eyes hit her, he thought he saw a decision being made, how? he didnt know, but when he looked again all he could see was her perfectly composed self, so he figured he must have imagined it. with a grunt, He gave the Cat another rough tug, easily dragging him a tail length or two across the muddy swamp-like turf.
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Oct 12, 2008 16:05:28 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 12, 2008 16:05:28 GMT -5
Shimmer let out a short, sarcastic laugh. On dainty paws she followed, playing the part of the ever-helpless queen as she carefully kept her paws dry and out of the muck. She was watching, waiting, wondering when her chance would arise - but none of that showed in her sapphire eyes. Instead she looked bored with just an edge of impatient, as if she wished the fight to be over. It was funny how the truth leaked into her masks - she did want the fight to head towards a close, but not so that it would be over. She wanted to end it. She felt as though she were a cheering on her one-time mate as her eyes followed the somewhat hilarious scene. She realized that Touslepelt might not be planning to finish off the obnoxious and altogether unworthy foe. The thought hit her and caused just a glimmer of annoyance to come through her face. She went with the flow, developing the emotion to further her apparent impatience.
ooc; sorry. i think i used a few too many big words in there.... it makes it quite difficult to read.
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Oct 12, 2008 17:14:19 GMT -5
Post by Mousefire on Oct 12, 2008 17:14:19 GMT -5
Stalker yowled offendedly, twisting and turning as the stupid rex dragged him across the turf. "Let me down!!" he yowled again, tugging on his tail as he futily tried to find some way to scramble up. "What are you looking at?!" he snarled again, as the "oh-so-dainty" she cat mocked him. He managed to flick a pawful of dirt at her before returning to rescue his now aching tail. Where in the world was this cat taking him?
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Oct 12, 2008 21:23:06 GMT -5
Post by rex. on Oct 12, 2008 21:23:06 GMT -5
Touslepelt was gaining momentum now and with every pawstep he took he whipped his head side to side, in turn, jerking the kittypet this way and that. He was aware of Shimmer tentatively following, and when the kittypet flicked mud at her, The rex bit down even harder- so hard that he thought he felt his fangs clamp down against the very bones of the cat's tail. blood was now flowing freely into his mouth, and he took note of the rich and unoften tasted flavor of cat.
ooc> meh
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Oct 12, 2008 21:52:03 GMT -5
Post by Mousefire on Oct 12, 2008 21:52:03 GMT -5
Stalker stiffened as the cat punctured through his tail, making it worse by all his stupid dragging and tugging. "Why don't you go ahead and just bite my whole tail off, while you're at it!"he spat, hissing at the needles and bark digging into his skin. This cat was a real phsyco, that was for sure. He swiped at the cats flank angrily, he'd show it once he got lose!
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Oct 13, 2008 14:04:03 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 13, 2008 14:04:03 GMT -5
Shimmer hated being dirty. Sure, she was a first-rate fighter and cold-hearted rogue. But that didn't mean she was alright with having mud on her pure silver face of pearly chest fur. No - that was not acceptable. So now she had two options to reasonably consider: letting loose full-fledged rage and using the insult as reason to attack, or hold in her annoyance and continue with her plan. It wasn't an easy decision, but she had to make it within a second. Her thoughts were basically formed by how amusing it was to watch the kittypet being dragged by his tail. Why not let this torture continue? So she snarled a bit, but didn't use her true hiss. She sounded rather meek, actually, and she knew it. She continued to daintily jump from dry spot to dry spot after briefly washing the mud from her muzzle and neck.
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Oct 13, 2008 20:43:02 GMT -5
Post by Mousefire on Oct 13, 2008 20:43:02 GMT -5
"Kittypet," Stalker growled, telling the cat was taking pleasure in watching him be tortured. "It's amazing how you can even survive out here when you're giving yourself an hour's grooming after each pawstep. He scooped another muddy pawfull, this time bigger,and tossed it at her again. Maybe this would leave her behind for a couple of days.
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Oct 18, 2008 19:36:34 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 18, 2008 19:36:34 GMT -5
"Kittypet." In Shimmer's opinion, this was almost as terrible an insult as weak. If she had been anyone else but herself, she would have let out a slow, menacing snarl. Perhaps that would have been better. But instead, she continued, shaking off her now mud-drenched fur. She was trying to play the kittypet, to make this idiot cat underestimate her. If he didn't fear her it would be funner to fight him. If he had any idea of how much fighting experience the I have, he wouldn't be provoking me, Shimmer thought with vicious anger. The emotion was strong, but she had no patience for uncontrolled anything and therefor easily stopped any reactions that she wanted to have. She didn't even let her round, smoke-and-sapphire eyes narrow. She just kept picking her way through the swampy woodland behind Touslepelt and the annoying kittypet. "Obviously I'm surviving better than you," the she-cat said with a silken voice. "How's your tail feeling?" She let a cruel smile spread over her thin muzzle.
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Oct 19, 2008 12:33:12 GMT -5
Post by Mousefire on Oct 19, 2008 12:33:12 GMT -5
"Better than your nose will be," he growled,tossing another thimbleful of leaves at her. If this idiot wouldn't let him down, at least he could use this as a pastime. She how far they could get ahead each time she had to stop and groom herself. And her disgust at the filth made it even more better. All she'd done was be mean to him, the least he could do was make her angry in return. "Nice smile," he commented sarcasticlly. "Maybe it'll help you when your hunting; one look and they'll all drop dead." He smirked, his joke was really probably half-true. It would certainly give them a nice scare.
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Oct 24, 2008 18:02:09 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 24, 2008 18:02:09 GMT -5
ooc; --waiting for kash--
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Oct 29, 2008 14:06:42 GMT -5
Post by rex. on Oct 29, 2008 14:06:42 GMT -5
ooc> no lie. i'm getting really irritated.
ic> Touslepelt snarled and gave the kittypet a gigantic tug, and using his forepaws pushed Stalker onto his back. Blood was flowing freely from the cat's tail and when he spit the furry appendage out from his mouth a string of saliva and blood was left dangling from the rex's muzzle. He had a crazed look in his olive green eyes, and as he placed his front paws down- one on the tom's throat and the other on his abdomen he leaned closer to spit the bubbly red substance that was left in Touslepelt's mouth into Stalkers face. Claws were extended about as far as they would and dug deep into the pinned cat's flesh.
Touslepelt had absolutely had it. He could not stand this cat any longer. "I'm giving you one last chance. either you run home back to your precious kittypet nest with your precious little twolegs now and never come back, or...." and as he began to list the latter option he pressed down harder, causing blood to leak out, I kill you now, so that I spare the rest of the forest of your sorry hide he could feel the warm liquid between his pads, and his gleaming teeth were bared,the blood-stained plaque clearly visible on his fangs.
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Nov 1, 2008 11:06:20 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Nov 1, 2008 11:06:20 GMT -5
Shimmer felt what, once, would have been fear at her mate's words. She had no real ability to feel afraid anymore, but it sent a pleasant chill down her back. The fury that he was showing because this kittypet was insulting her... well, that was wonderful, although Shimmer would never let it show. She padded forward on soft paws, flexing her pearly talons as she walked. The kittypet would have to be a brainless fool to try to take on two experienced and angry rogue fighters. Shimmer hoped that the cat was that stupid, because she wanted the satisfaction of a kill. Besides, what would be more romantic? Shimmer lashed out at the uncontrolled emotion, forcing it back into its place. Her internal battle did not show at all on her face, of course, and all that an outsider could see was a she-cat who was truly enjoying herself.
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Nov 1, 2008 21:19:49 GMT -5
Post by Mousefire on Nov 1, 2008 21:19:49 GMT -5
ooc: will post sunday, started on labtop there but never finished
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Nov 9, 2008 17:10:26 GMT -5
Post by Mousefire on Nov 9, 2008 17:10:26 GMT -5
ooc: gah! sorry for double posting, and sorry for not posting for so long!!! i accidently deleted it, so thats why................. Stalker started a hiss before the cat puncureded through his belly., might as well have made his paw a cookie cutter. He half winced, half choked. He'd placed his paw on his neck, pressing down not so hard that it would puncture, but enough to half choke him. What would his twolegs think of him when they came back? They'd take him off to the vet, thats what. He shuiddered in his mind, though all that had gone through his head in a matter of seconds. But just because he'd been forced into surrender didn't mean he'd lost his spirit, as his eyes danced with the same familiar rudeness and sarcasm as always. "Oh, so you're protecting your mate! Can't her dirty, can you?" he growled, though his voice was still juttery from the coughijng. The main reason he was growling was because it was to only way he could speak when he was being choked, though he meant alot of it too.
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Nov 9, 2008 17:20:16 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Nov 9, 2008 17:20:16 GMT -5
ooc; nice post! --is impressed--
Shimmer was furious at herself that the kittypet's implication that she and Touslepelt were mates made her instinctively happy. She quickly beat down the joy and even the anger. She felt only humor, not letting her other emotions sway her fierce mind. She couldn't let the kittypet get to her. She wouldn't let the kittypet get to her. Her mouth curled into a slight snarl, but she said nothing. She was too curious about how the rogue tom would respond. Would he point out that they weren't mates? No, he wouldn't even if he were thinking it; it would sound pointless and defensive. What would he tell the obnoxious kittypet?
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