Mercadespaw X Pinstripepaw {p}

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    Mercadespaw looked around a blank expression shadowing her face, flexing her paws she pounced catching a mouse. Her head popped up and she went to bury her prey under the leaf mold of a tree. Kneading the ground wih her tan paws she scented the air for prey, opening her mouth slightly to catch the scent more fully.

    Pinstripepaw was walking aimlessly about, following the delicious scent of flowers in bloom. Sure, he smelled a few corpses here and there, courtesy of the Elite, but the flowers were still nice. As he neared the looming figure of the Mansion, he also smelled the fragrant, delicate, scent of a she-cat. He allowed his tail to rustle some leaves to herald his arrival, but did not step into her field of vision.

    Mercadespaw heard a faint rustle near her, sitting up she looked around for any individuals making the noise. She prowled forward deciding to ignore the sound, instead Mercades concentrated on the rabbit in front of her.

    Pinstripepaw dared a peek through the fronds of the fern and saw that the she-cat was hunting. He decided to let her hunt and waited for her to make the kill.

    Mercadespaw stalked forward slowly and carefully keeping her body low to the ground, the rabbit turned its head in the other direction. Leaping forward she pinned it down with a paw, using the other to finish it off. Grabbing her prey she stored it with the other prey she had caught, Mercadespaw licked her lips tasting the succulent flavor of rabbit.

    Pinstripepaw flicked his tail again, rustling some leaves, louder this time.

    Mercadespaw looked around he sounds of rustling caught her attention, she pinpointed the scource. Padding toward it catiously she looked at the fronds of ferns.

    [Want seduction or forcing?]


    Pinstripepaw waited for the she-cat to find him.

    OOC:
    That's up to you. :)


    IC:
    Mercadespaw stepped into the fronds lightly her eyes meeting with those of another. He fur started to bristle on her shoulders,"Who are you?" she asked doing her best to keep he aggregation out of her voice.

    "Me?" Pinstripepaw asked. "I'm no one important," he purred. He had made sure that his scent was covered, so the she-cat would probably think that he was a friend. Or better, a potential mate.

    Mercadespaw looked at him suspicously before catiously relaxing,"What's your name?" she asked. She glanced back to where she had stored her prey to make sure it wasn't being stolen by predator or a rouge of some sort.

    ”I'm Pinstripe,” purred Pinstripepaw suavely. ”And your name, my lovely?”

    "Lovely name," Pinstripepaw mewed. "So is the Elite fun?" he asked her. "I'm new here. A new recruit."

    "So what are you there?" Pinstripepaw asked. "Are you a Trainee or something? Or are you something more...refined? Like a dragonslayer or something?"

    ”That's interesting,” mewed Pinstripepaw. ”How far are you in your training?” he asked with feigned interest. He was really just trying to distract her.

    Mercedespaw looked at him,"Almost done." she said a hint of pride seeping in her voice. Her eyes flickering over to the direction of the mansion to him.