Shecat loner wants clanner Tom for a mate

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    Indignation fills her. "Why don't YOU leave? This is my favorite fishing spot and I was here first!" She hisses.


    Dawnfeather lets her emotions fet the best of her. She moves without thinking. She leaps down onto his branch, and a paw lands on Shalefall's tail. Not an attack, but her sharp claws shoot out anyways. Purely a reflex to help her keep balance.

    Shalefall wasn't about to risk his lovely white fur to be bloodied as he easily swished it away and swiped at her back, obviously irked that she was being so stubborn about this and almost raised his voice, but kept it into a slow slur as usual. "Would you mind just leaving the territory?"


    His annoyances began to show as he flashed glares at the she-cat menacingly, not in the mood to put up with her whining as of this moment. He fond it annoying having to talk with the loner since she for one wasn't a part of the clan. Besides that, he didn't like the tone she was using against him and only continued to glare.

    (So sorry I haven't been on 4 awhile!!)


    Dawnfeather's eyes narrow. "I don't think I will." She says. "I was here first, so you can just lose the ridiculous clan rules. You don't own the forest anymore than i do!" she hisses. Why is every clan cat so...arrogant?

    The Tom laughed to himself before cutting it off short and glaring at her seriously, and jumped behind her, whispering in her ear. "Would you like to check which one of us has the favor of the forest?" Quickly, he jumped back unto another branch, and looked dead serious, his voice void of any of the compassion he had just awhile ago. Cold, apathetic, uncaring, his true nature was leaking out and he wasn't planning to stop the flow of his split personality if she was going to be this annoying. Honestly, he still regrets trying to be a gentleman to such an annoyingly stubborn she-cat.

    "Sure, I'm up for whatever. Not like its gonna change my mind though. I'm staying." She says. To illustrate her point she lays down on the branch. Relief enters her. At least he seems to have stopped the polite act. I'm not some queen that needs to be pampered and cared for like the kits she carries. I don't need or want special treatment. She closes her eyes. "So how do you plan to see who has the favor of the forest." She asks lazily.