Arrowfur Fishing{OPEN}

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    Dragonheart slid out his claws all the way, making them long and sharp. "I don't know who you think you are, rogue, but you should leave for your own good- you won't be so sure about your safety once I'm done with you if you don't leave!" He spat, tail lashing and back fur raised.

    That's it! Dragonheart uncurled his tail and body around Arrowfur and leapt at the she-cat, his teeth bared and yowling angrily. He scratched her cheek, eyes blazing.

    OOC; Arrowfur isn't my character,she belongs to someone else, so tecnically you can't kill her without permission.

    Dragonheart's blood ran cold, his eyes got wide, and the fire of anger inside him grew until it was fueling him as he ran up and slashed the she-cat's side. "Don't hurt my Clanmate! She's still recovering!"

    "Fine." she mewed as she ducked behind a bush and pulled out a squealing kit that hadn't opened it's eyes yet. "I'll just kill this!" she hissed.
    Whitekit squealed "help!" she pleaded.

    Dragonheart bared his teeth again and held in a gasp. "Put the kit down!" He hissed and leapt at her.

    OOC; your she-cat has dodged 3/4 attempted attacks from my cat, which is reportable. She will have to get hit sometime, otherwise you are breaking the rules. Just so you know. ;)

    OOC; Okay, I just didn't want the rules to be broken is all :)

    BIC; Dragonheart hissed and leaped on the she-cat, sinking his claws into her back. "I will!"

    Whitekit was dropped into the stream and the she-cat bleed. "FINE! I'll leave!" she mewed as she ran off.
    Whitekit felt something cold and wet carrying her. "Help!" she pleaded

    Dragonheart jumped into the river and swam out to Whitekit, grabbing her scruff and swam back to shore. He curled around Arrowfur again but placed the kit beside her too.

    Dragonhearts eyes were mellow and sad. "I'm not your father, little one."


    OOC; Maybe we should make a new thread for this.....

    Arrowfur was still so slow and sluggish she had hardly any idea what was going on. When Dragonheart had left her side she had felt and emptiness and then when the strange she-cat had bit her neck a sharp stinging pain. The squeal of the kit brought her attention away from her stinging wound and she watched in horror as it was thrown into the river. She was relieved when Dragonheart dragged the sopping little form out and laid it beside her. Instinctively Arrowfur curled around the tiny bundle and began licking its fur backwards. "What's going on?" She meowed to her clanmate in between licks, wincing as the motions caused pain in her neck, she was fully awake now. "Who was that cat?"

    Waiting for Dragonheart to reply, Arrowfur turned toward the kit she was curled around. "If you want me to be, small one," she purred into it's ear, willing to say anything to calm the tiny kit.