Flowersong a she-cat crosses the border!

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    Flowersong looked around and asked herself,"where am I?"

    Insanity's scar flashed brightly in the sunlight. The torn skin and exposure of flesh was bright pink, leaving nothing but the flesh underneath the fur and her bright green eye. Her other eye, a blue one, shone just as brightly.


    She sniffed the air and scented a kittypet/loner nearby. "Great, another one." She muttered. She figured this was another one of those cats that immediately thought he/she was worthy to join without argument. Though, she wasn't one to be talking. She had only joined a couple days ago, but she was proven to be worthy. Plus, she didn't act like an arrogant sl*t like most of these loners.


    She unsheathed her claws as she padded toward the she-cat. She came from behind, attempting to scare the she-cat out of her fur. This would be fun. "And what do you think you're doing here?" Her voice sounded behind the she-cat.

    Insanity grinned menacingly, exposing sharp fangs. She flexed her claws in and out. "No, the question is, who are you?" She hissed, a smirk spreading across her muzzle. "You are on our territory, after all."

    "You heard right." Insanity sneered, eyes wild with what seemed like fire. "Be very afraid, furball." She shoved herself into the face of the she-cat.

    there was a tut-tut sound coming from above. "Better play nice, hon." firepaw insisted. "you don't wanna mess with us. Almost every single cat who has wondered into our territory has been either slaughtered, taken as prisoner, or driven out." she mewed mischeviously.

    "You bet it is, sl*t!" Insanity hissed in the face of the she-cat. "You gonna high-tail it or not?" She taunted, turning around and tickling the nose of the she-cat with her tail.