I used to rule the world...

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    Itchy stretched and gave a lazy yawn. Moons of dealing with cranky cats had made him an expert at masking fear, even the scent of it. Even thin and scraggly, Vivian still terrified him."


    He scratched his ears again and watched Vivian from the side of his eyes.


    "So," he said not facing her. "Where ya headed? Only thing past here is some Clan."

    "Its none of your concern!" Vivian hissed; her eyes slits. Though her heart inside felt rather heavy; she would never admit to it.


    OOC// Would you do me a favor and check out my profile? You dont have to. I just want your opinion on my Camp Thread. I dont know if i did it right...

    Itchy hid his flinch with another scratch. Ah! Why did it have to be Vivian?!


    "You're right. My bad." He said standing up and circling her. She really was thinner. What had happened since he left? "Food not your thing?" He joked. He was really being cocky, but that was his nature. "Naturally reckless." His mother would say.

    Vivian tried to stay calm but her every instinct was to lash out at the tom. "Living not yours? You know, you really should learn to keep your mouth shut." Her eyes glinted.

    "Ah. Right." He padded a few steps away to look over the land. It wasn't great, but it was his! Or at least it would be once he kicked all the other cats out. He didn't want Vivian anywhere near it. Maybe he could get her to go back to the city.


    So whoever put her in this state can finish her off.


    He took some interest in the other cat and thought of a question.
    "Why are you following a Clan cat around? Gonna be her apprentice Vivipaw?" He froze after the words left his lips. He wasn't supposed to know her! He was just some random loner.


    Itchy. More lie Bigmouth.


    ((Not sure what to do without Amberfang here))

    ((We could try and build up to the reason why Itchy gets to come on this adventure. Right now they could just walk off and leave him. I'm trying to put him between a rock and a hard place.))

    Ooc: Sorry! I'm late!


    Ic: Amberfang stepped forward. With a snarl she faced the loner.


    "Do you know," Amberfang hissed, "that this cat just fought off four slobbering dogs. She can fend for herself and doesn't pick on cats like you."


    Giving Vivian a glare, she continued to pad along. Ignoring the tension between the two loners. As she walked she thought, Huh this cat seems to be known by everyone...

    Itchy laid back his ears and held back a growl. Was her crazy clan cat defending Vivian?


    "But she's-" the words escaped him. He was too flabbergasted by the situation.

    Amberfang sat down and swiped a paw over her ear.


    "I may be from the Clans, but I was a loner also, I can manage for myself. I seriously don't have any idea who you are or why you are so intent on annoying me but I'd suggest that you think your next move out before I really get mad." She hissed.

    Itchy twitched his whiskers and padded over to the angry Clan cat. Speaking low so only she could hear.


    "I don't know what she's told you, but she isn't the type of cat you should place so much faith in."

    Itchy turned and gave Vivian an even stare. She was up to something, and he was done letting her do as she pleased. He was determined to ruin whatever plan she was concocting.


    "Ah, just saying how dangerous it could be around here. Having one more cat tag along couldn't hurt, right?" The far off yowls of fighting loners seemed to emphasize his point.

    Vivian flicked her ears at the sound and forced herself to stay put. The black she-cat spit at Itchy. "Like we would ever let you come along!" Her voice sounded strained and filled with a vile tone.

    Vivian's response was expected, but the Clan?!


    "Uh, sure. Sounds like it'd be good for me. More than just wandering around and beating up random animals." He snorted.


    "Though I thought Clans were a little strict about who they let in." He said pointedly glaring at Vivian."

    Vivian opened her mouth to retort but then everything started to get blurry and she felt dizzy. There was a horrible pounding in her head. Then, the black she-cat vomited. Everything went black.


    OOC// She is sick due to hunger, thirst, lack of sleep, and over-all just not being able to take care of herself. Plus a dog attack.

    Itchy stepped back from the fallen she-cat. His instinct would normally tell him to check on her, but he figured this was a good time to take exception.


    "Heh." He smirked forgetting about Amberfang's presence. "She really has seen better days."


    ((I guess we're waiting on Amberfang again. No way Itchy would help Vivian on his own, and she's unconscious :-\))

    Amberfang grabbed Vivian by the scruff.


    "We have to get to my den, its on the outskirts of town." She said exasperated. "Can you help me with her?"


    OOC: Sorry, wrote a REALLY long reply one someones post.