Violence has to be the key (Bane)

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    //sorry this is sudden but I’m bored!


    The chaussie stared down incredulously, the faint scents of all the clans reaching him as the breeze stirred up their molecules.


    Useless. What was the point of Gatherings if most of them were going to erupt in high tension with fights braking out occasionally?


    The chaussie’s tail flicks, amber gaze tearing through the leaves above his tawny head to give a glare to the sky.


    This was not the WolfFang of old. He’d been reincarnated into a young cat named Puma. A young cat who through his early life was subject to his family being killed by Rogues before joining a moon later with Windclan.


    But WindClan he soon found was rather disappointing. Too peaceful for his new cat’s preferences...


    And Jasperstar has the worst clan as allies. BloodClan! And not only that they were starving themselves having to give half the prey they catch to the city cats!


    His pelt bristles at the thought, the faint sound of claw against stone. Wishing the Stone was Jasperstar’s shocked face as his claws tore through his fur and skin, head the wheezing gasp as he choked on his own blood.


    Hmm... Pumastar has a very nice ring to it....

    stole my chance of a regular tomorrow

    BANE ^ ROGUE ^ 37 MOONS ^ NO MATE ^ TOM


    //haha no problem!!


    Back to this place. Back to the little fields of gold. The golden sea. And it was so boring so dull that he felt like he was drowning. He hated water anyways. Licking his shoulder the phantom walked. He had been spying on a tom. This tom seemed interesting. He was alone and there was this ambitious look in his eye...


    Very ambitious.


    Ambition like that could be dangers. This tom could screw up Bane's long term plans. But he was an asset and recruitment had been slow. Bane looked, he didn't bother sneaking. No use. He didn't fear this tom/ Even though he looked like a damn lion. And was huge. But Bane was sure he did not want to fight him. He had the potential of being deadly.


    SO what if that tom could fight for them.


    With them.


    That's an idea. The phantom glided quietly into the tall grass. Emerging quietly.



    "You certainly look different than most"




    //hey just warning you if that admins catch your cat they'll make you change him since he has feral (non-domestic) ancestors. They made me change my Caracal hybrid and Savannah cat.


    considering Savannahs are similar to Chausies.... so yea :) I'm not gonna snitch on you though :)


    stole what I wouldn't let you borrow

    amer. bobtail -tabby

    (c)trexgirl

    "SPEECH"

    thoughts

    attack or hostile move

    The tom glances around as a voice hits his ears. Aha the rogue he’d heard about. White as a ghost, they’d said, with red eyes the shade of freshly spilled blood.


    “Perhaps I am.” He replied, gazing at his claws momentarily, before glancing up to “Phantom”. “Am PumaBlaze, a warrior unhappy with his clan’s current way of living. It’s too quiet, and they’re living under a tyrannical Kong’s rule and must starve us by giving up our prey, and have now let a murderer join in who had been exiled.” Perhaps, he’d said too much, but quite frankly, he absolutely did not care.


    Of course, this so-called murderer was claiming he was the brother of the murderer. Lies.


    “And what’s your name?” Amber gaze lights on the white tom. He’d surely been in fights, he’d note taking in the scars on the toms face.