Dappledflame is b{o}red

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    Dappledflame purred with amusement. He stopped, and lifted his nose up to smell the world around him. Kittypet scent was everywhere around him, but he was looking for a fresh scent.

    [align=center][color=red][b]Hazefeather jumped onto the fence and looked down to the ground on both sides. She watched a small black tom as he wandered out of his Twoleg nest and over to the very fence she was crouched on. The dilute tortie jumped down and hid in some bushes, signaling to Dappledflame as she went.

    Dappledflame smiled and jumped up on the fence. He seen the black tom, and laughed with the fun to come. Instead of hiding like Hazefeather, he jumped down in front of the kittypet, with his teeth bared.


    ooc: do you want to roleplay the kittypet or do you want me to??

    ooc: Hmmm... I want a kittypet character, so I'll Rp him.


    [align=center]Hazefeather waited in the bushes.


    Midnight yowled in fright as the wild tom landed I front of him. Instead of running back inside, he bolted over the fence and into the tiny clearing.


    Hazefeather leaped out of the bushes and hissed at the kittypet.


    [color=black][b]Midnight yowled again and started running back toward the fence.

    Midnight saw Dappledflame and stopped. He let out a small, frightened mew and crouched s close to the ground as he could.

    "MRROW!" Midnight yowled as the other tom jumped on him.


    Hazefeather laughed and walked over to them.

    Dappledflame laughed as the kittypet flinched. Now that he was on his territory he could really startle him. " why are you on thunderclan hunting grounds?" He asked the tom in the strongest voice he could speak in.

    "I d-don't know." The black kittypet whispered. "I-I was just w-walking out of my h-house."

    "O-ok..." He whimpered.


    Hazefeather chuckled at the kittypet tom. She sat down next to the two.

    "How is it to live a soft life? Where your food comes to you all the time in a bowl?" He meowed.

    "I-It's nice," He mewed. "Very c-comfortable."


    Hazefeather snorted at the soft tom.

    "I don't eat that crap!" Midnight hissed.


    Hazefeather tilted her head, confused. "What DO you eat?" she asked Midnight.

    "My house folk are rich. They give me chicken and beef and stuff like that." he said, matter-of-factly, assuming the wild cats knew what that was.