No turning back... (Cat washed up)

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    Taking the frog in her jaw, she took a bite. To her, it seemed a bit chewy but she liked the flavor. Stormfur took swift bites, yet she chewed slowly.

    Storm ate until he was full, and then buried the rest under the tree for later. Setting off at an easy lope, he quietly approached the two cats encampment.

    Arcaneshift pricked his ears between bites. He heard the tramping of paws on the thick underbrush. The tom rose to his feet slowly, creeping toward one of the breaks in the old barrier.

    Stormfur caught a unfamiliar rougue scent in the breeze and saw Arcaneshift stand, he must have sensed the other cat as well. Gulping down the rest of the frog, the former deputy stood up and silently crept over to catch up with the tom.

    "Who's that?" Arcaneshift hissed, fur rising. When one snuck around the edges of his camp, they would get caught. Arcaneshift didn't like to be watched.

    Stormfur crouched slightly, she remained quiet but was ready to pounce if they were attacked. Her claws slid in and out of her pads anxiously, she wasn't fully rested from the water's but she was ready.

    (can i be a long lost jungle clan cat?)


    Night sighed, her long silky black fur wet from her swim. She silently followed Stormfur. Did Arachneshift remember her?

    ((I mean Arcaneshift had been inland collecting herbs for the clan then, but what if you charrie's memory was lost when she like fell down one of the cliffs or something? But this isn't my RP so I can't dicide. ))

    (It's alright with me, just so I know the jist of what is going on, I'm fine with it)

    As long as she remembers Arachneshift, I'm good.)


    Night sat down.

    Storm froze, his green eyes peering from the bush. They were the only visible part of his body, and glowed in the depths. "Who wants to know?"

    Arcaneshift narrowed his silver and violet eyes," Me, Arcaneshift. Stop your lurking around my home. " the tom spat.

    Stormfur shifted slightly, though, she was trying to see any movements from the bushes, any that might suggest a attack or any movement for that matter. Her ear flicked slightly.

    Storm didn't move, he remained still as stone, not wanting to give away his size, not yet. He needed these cats trust.


    OOC: anyone wanna spontainious tiger attack? I dunno why, btu I'm in the mood for one XD

    Night stepped out of the ferns. "A-a-arachneshift? You're alive?" She said, in disbelief.