Cold of Day (private, rin) Heat of Night

Acantha sat lazily at the edge of the border, the blistering sun radiating after her spotted gold pelt. It paid to be a serval in the desert. She flicked her ears carefully, sniffing the air slowly.

The spotted female sniffed and then spied the trespasser. Benefit of being a BloodClan cat was that most everyone feared you. With ease she raced toward the male, growling. "What're you doing here? Who are you?" She snapped. Acantha was not a high position in BloodClan. She was still a fierce and loyal BloodClan queen.

Well. That was a bizarre feeling. Watching someone faint without her even touching them. Her right ear twitched and then she grabbed his scruff in her teeth. Her neck bulged a little as she hauled his ass up ontop of her shoulders. With shaking legs she moved toward her den. It wasn't that far from the border but the heat made her groan. Her limbs shivered and she swallowed hard, moving slowly.

Carefully, Acantha walked into her den and threw the lump of fur down on the hard rock. She then watched as a barn owl, Kopa, spiraled down with a hare clasped firmly in her talons. "Picking up strays again?" The barn owl hooed with a twist of her limber neck.

"Shut up, Kopa." The serval feline growled in response and went to retrieve some of her private water store.

The golden, black spotted, feline emerged from a small tunnel in the back of the den and calmly picked her way over. "Kopa, please leave us." Acantha Darling rumbled in hergentle voice. The barn owl gave a skeptical look at the other serval before she took flight. The females wings beat the air around her until she was out of sight. The serval turned to the male finally. "Who are you? Why were you on BloodClan turf?" She growled a set of impressive claws flexed and dig into the earth beneath her.

[size=7pt]Acantha relaxed, her lips curving back over her fangs as she looked at the male serval. Flicking her tail calmly she meowed, "I suppose you can rest in my den. No one comes here. You'll be safe. BloodClan doesn't take kindly to trespassers, so in the future I would suggest you don't cross here. Especially since you reek of fish." The queen pointed out lightly. "I'll take you to the border after night fall, that should give you plenty of rest." Acantha was much too kind for a BloodClan queen.

[size=7pt]It was an undertone of fish, that slightly masked her heat. She wasn't done yet as a matter of fact. Though she'd never tell this fishy fiend that. The female blinked her eyes and shrugged, "It works for me." She meowed.

The den in fact had a main room, the one they were standing in, which was circular and slightly dome like. At the back wall were three different tunnels. One led to her room, one led to her nursery, and the other led to her storage room; where she kept various pelts, twoleg items, and other things she fancied. The queen twitched her ear and meowed calmly, "If you'll excuse me for a moment." She wanted to be rid of the stink of her heat cycle.

The queen darted down the last tunnel, and soon came back in a domestic brown tabby body, one splash of white on her right front paw the only contrast to the pale brown. Her claws were stained a heady maroon color, as though they'd been painted by blood, and her green eyes flashed boldly toward the male. "Are you hungry?" She asked, nodding towards a hare.

[size=7pt]The brown tabby licked her white paw briefly, flicking her ears towards the male. "You were definitely hungry. Would you care for some cream?" The young first tier asked lightly, a grin on her face.

[size=7pt]Acantha shrugged and then disappeared down the third tunnel, returning soon after with a coconut shell filled to the brim with the warm cream. She loved the twoleg stuff, couldn't get enough of it. It made her happy, in every since. Also reminded her of her ex. Which wasn't a bad thing really. The queen licked her chest after setting the coconut in front of the male. "Here you go." She purred.

[size=7pt]"My ex-mate, he was very crafty at getting what he wanted at the time. He showed me a twoleg nest, with multitudes of thick, delicious cream. He taught me how to steal them from twolegs, who are quite stupid, and I've been doing so ever since." The young tabby meowed, licking her paws calmly.

[size=7pt]The queen's guard instantly flew up and her eyes darkened, no emotion escaped from her as barriers locked out her mind. "I do not believe that's your concern." The young tabby meowed in a voice that was extremely cool.