Something Wicked This Way Comes

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    Restless. That was all Sharven felt lately. Pressure was put on him more and more as the warm days approached: all the cats around him were finding makes and having kits. Having never taken a mate, the Deputy found little interest in participating in this pass time. She cats were beneath them, and purely physical relationships were a distraction. Still, he felt his blood line needed to continue.


    Restless. The grey tabby paced in front of the main cavern entrance. He couldn't keep still. He needed something to occupy him.

    Refuse was passing by when he saw Sharven pacing and could sense his restless. He walked over to Sharven, dipped his head, and asked "Have you gotten the chance to watch "The Games" yet? It's very entertaining. The last time I was over there a she-cat named Tigerlily who was fighting. She's a smart one alright. I watched her fake an ingury while she trained with a tom and she got the upperhand on Kaza. I laughed until I thought I was going to die," Refuse chuckled.

    Rohan watched from a distance. It wasn't like he was actually stalking Sharven.. it was sort of that he was kinda stalking him. He was a Cave-warden after all.

    Sharven regarded Refuse briefly and looked away. He wasn't certain he had wanted company, but he wasn't certain he had wanted to be alone.


    "Indeed. I was there. I left when I had my fill of petty she-cat fighting." He smirked, his golden eyes glinting. "It would be much more entertaining if they knew how to fight."


    He had hoped Lala would win, however, it was most likely better if she didn't. It wouldn't raise any suspicion of favoritism among the other Prisoners if she remained low key.


    He felt another presence near by, but did not feel in danger at all. Continuing to pace, he added, "Are you well?"

    "I agree. Yes, I have been enjoying that nice weather but I feel like the days are going by ever so slowly." Refuse told Sharven as he thought how much fun it would be if there were three she-cat's in a pit at once.

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    Afrodita's stormy blue eyes shifted around, a small frown on the petite she-cat's face, her ears pinned back. All that was happening in Skull were she-cats prancing in, thinking that they were the sexiest things ever. Huh, how stupid. They thought they could just go and snatch her title that quickly. Although, there was one peasant she managed to take kindly to instead of scolding. Her eyes shifting to Sharven, she blinked. Wasn't he one of her daddy's deputies? Sh*t. Then she would have to be 'respectful' and all that crap. Ah, well.


    He seemed tense for some reason, mostly because he was pacing back and forth. Maybe he was stressed, or something?


    "What are you guys talking about?" the young she-cat asked with a narrow of her eyes, tail lashing in warning just in case they were talking dirt about she-cats. After all, not all of them were stupid. Just most.

    "The she-cat games." Sharven sighed, his tail twitching behind him. "And life, here."


    He relaxed his tense state and rolled to his side. Nothing wrong with a little comfort.




    OOC: Sorry so late and short! Getting married in a month XD

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]'I wish daddy would let me fight there,' a voice came floating through the woods with a sing-song tone. Following it came a chocolate tortie point her ocean eyes twinkling with amusement, 'but it dosen't matter.'


    She shot Sharven a smile and Dita a glare; in her eyes all her sister wanted was attention and to be known; she thought she was the best but at that thought her lips twisted into a mocking smile. She knew nothing. 'Them she-cats really are desprete to be known anything other than sh*t.'

    "Yes," he chuckled, "they are."


    Sharven was surprised, too, that Bellamy was allowed to fight, but none of his daughters were. Pluxiria was holding a double standard, but this wasn't common for a protective father. He wouldn't know -- since he still hadn't found a she-cat worth making his mate.


    "Why do you want to fight so much?" He asked, curiously.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]Caelestis shrugged her shoulders a smile touching her lips and making her sides shake with a small giggle. An interesting question to ask a lady and her brow raised, chocolate tortie fur bristling before she licked down her chest.


    'So I can prove myself,' she said, shooting a quick look at Dita, 'but I know I dont need to. I just want to show that not all she-cats are worthless.' Of course it was as simple as that.

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    Anger was building inside of Dita as Cael made her 'fat butt' as she liked to call it, over to the group where she was in. "And I wish daddy cuffed you again, that was delightful ~" she purred merrily, faking a British accent. 'Stupid b*tch,' she thought angrily, 'nobody likes her.' Equivalent to Caelistis's eyes, Dita as well thought she wanted to be the center of attention twenty-four-seven. She glanced at her taller sister with a look that could possibly freeze hell within a minute. 'Nasty little thing, she is.'


    Insults kept going on and on in her head when she realized her sister had just invited her to a battle of attention. Oh, this was on. Standing up, the she-cat made her way to Sharven's side, smiling. "How was your day so far, sir? Anything I can help you with?" she asked innocently with a sweet smile, flicking the tip of her tail.


    ooc. i think we can make a plot out of this ohoho c:<

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]'I wish he would just keep ignoring you like the spoilt little brat you are,' Caelestis chimed with her own sing-song voice, gaze narrowing. Stupid little brat she thought as her chocolate tortie tail flicked and her light figure shifted into a more comfortable position. What an attention-wh*re.


    The minute her sister put on the little show for Sharven a grin split open her maw and she burst into a fit of giggles. 'Dita you look like a stupid she-cat who needs some sense knocked into her,' Cael giggled her tail swiping across the ground with her laughter, 'stupid cow, do you realize how foolish you look?'


    {. Oh indeed >3 though all cael wants to do is beat dita up x] maybe they could get into a fight against their fathers will?

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    ooc. and we could get ability to feel another cat's pain and they end up beating up themselves? :0
    ic. "Nah, daddy doesn't ignore me. He doesn't hurt me either." Dita purred, smiling. She knew she was getting on her nerves. Good. The b*tch needed to have her nerves wracked, to stomp that big-a** ego in her place. "Cow?" she repeated, looking calm as ever. "Cow?" she repeated the second time, this time, fur bristling, her blue gaze flashing sapphire.


    "If I'm the cow, your the stupid mule who smells like sh*t and prances around like a no good f****er." she purred in reply, giggling back, her ears pinned backwards. Looking back up at Sharven, she shook her head with a sigh. "I'm quite sorry you have to see the little beast like this. Our father has to hurt her just to get her to shut her mouth." she apologized, ignoring Cael to get on her nerves. "Perhaps Dokuro or Sarathi have herbs to calm her down? She just rambles on sometimes, it truly gets annoying.." her voice trailed off as she side-glanced to Caelistis, smirking.


    [i]'Come at me now, sk*nk.'

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]'Well I've never seen him give a rats a** over you either,' she chimed back with an equally as light voice a smile dancing around her lips. She wrapped a chocolate tortied tail around equally as blotchy paws. 'Oh look, the little b**** knows her swear words. Maybe mummy taught her something.'


    At the next jibe she kept her lips pursed though a smile turned the corners up. Slowly she cleared her throat and sat up straight puffing her chest out in pride as she prepared herself for the a** whooping she was about to give out willingly. All in the language of bug that she had been pushing herself to learn.


    'Sharven,' she said in fluent bug, ears lying flat as she recalled the words and twisted her tongue around the strange letter her sister wouldn't be able to recognize. 'Sorry you have to suffer around my sister. She's just an attention seeker.'


    {. and yes my people she does have second language under her belt x] maybe ^^ cael would just half kill herself to half kill her sister. It'd be like the gladiator games who can withstand it the most ^^ maybe if we make a thread?

    "Sharven!" Jelani cried when he caught site of the deputy. The young brown tabby rushed forward his tail flying high. His amber eyes lite up when he saw his idol.
    "Sharven I-" He stopped hearing the she-cats firing away at each other with the harsh words. "Wow." He said forgetting all about the deputy to listen as the two daughters of the leader battered each other. The son of Ethernal looked to Sharven. "What's going on?"


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    Singsong padded in behind Jelani. She looked up and her green eyes caught site of the deputy, toms, and she-cats, Singsong looked down at her paws. Great, now she would have to be quiet and submissive to them all. The brown and white she-cat glanced over at Jelani before just sitting where she stood.

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    ooc. I'm planning to get Dita the ability to talk to ravens or some other bird c: And sure ~! It can end up being a tie.
    ic. "Because your too busy being a sk*nk along the peasants," Afrodita purred happily, tilting her head, looking quite like a doll. The female took a small, dainty paw and licked the smooth fur to entertain herself, ear twitching. "The little wh*re doesn't bother to shut up, how surprising. At least mummy likes me." the she-cat said with a smile, flicking the tip of her tail.


    Although she couldn't understand her sister, the she-cat flicked her ear. All this time they had been mimicking eachother and building off eachother's comments, so she believed that she said something about her. "And I do feel ever so sorry that you can't get your own comebacks and have to strut your prissy little a** over here to bother me. If only you were more respectful of your own sister, like Rosalind." the lilac tortie point said lightly.


    [b]"Hi, Jelani. Just my sister being a brat, that's all."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]'Because mummy has complete control over the clan, sure,' Cael chimed with a sarcastic tone mimicing her sister and brining a delicate paw to her lips swiping the chocolate tortie fur with a supple tongue her ocean eyes dancing with amusement, her brow raised as if inviting her sister to slap her.


    'Why would I be respectful to an arrogant wh**e like you? I do respect my sisters; they respect me back but you're just beyond help,' she snorted, glad that she had fooled her sisters tiny mind. She nodded to Jelani with a kinder smile, flicking her tail in greeting to the newly arrived she-cats, 'hey~ my sisters just being herself; a spoilt b***h.'

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    Afrodita chuckled harshly and shook her head. "Oh, no. Don't try that on me. That was hilarious," she said with a smile, tilting her head with a flick of her tail, looking unaffected but shared the same amusement in her sapphire eyes. Maybe they were fighting because they were almost too much alike. Arrogant, wanting to be the best she-cat, wanting their father's attention and approval.. Perhaps. But she wasn't going down without a fight. If Cael messed with her, then she'd surely be the one messed up in the end.


    "I'm not a wh*re, hun. Please don't confuse me with yourself, we look nothing alike. In litters, to balance things out, half is pretty and half is ugly. Looks like you got on the ugly side, dear sister." she purred, smiling. "And I would respect you if you weren't such a sk*nk, but hey, we can't change who we are, right?" the youngest cat in Plux's litter retorted, looking to Jelani. "Obviously, she's trying for you to get the wrong impression of me- as always," she said with a roll of her eyes. [b]"Why don't you skitter off with your little Herb trainee friend? What's his name.. Started with a C, I believe. Or does he shoo you off all the time?"

    Jelani looked between the she-cats a little confused. Wow this was getting pretty harsh. He didn't understand why he always saw other siblings fighting so. Jelani had siblings, he just didn't know where they were. If he had them he was sure he wouldn't fight with them, not like this anyway.
    "What are you guys upset over anyway?" It seemed like they were just seeing who could do the best at name calling.


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    Singsong's eyes widened slightly at the language of the two she-cats. She wasn't sure what their father thought of it all, but surely what would their mother think of such language? Her green orbs glazed over. Why couldn't one of them be the bigger cat and just stop with all the childish bickering and name calling?