sitting alone (open please come in :D)

sitting alone in the warriors den was something that Foxfoot hated doing. She yearned to talk to shadowclan warriors to get to know them better. Stretching and yawning deeply at both, she sat down with her scrawny toad. "yep this is the good clan life as a warrior.." she murmured,"no friends and never have the potential to meet anytime soon.."Foxfoot despises all others who judge her critically, and she needed friends despretly. to talk to. to share tounges. all the stuff that SHE was missing out on. She sat lazily and looked at her blood red claws. They were like this because of her father's killer , the blood of the rouge's death has never washed away. But on the contrary, they looked neat to glisten in the sun.

ooc- my "some-what evil" charrie :)

Foxfire padded into the warrior's den after a patrol along the WindClan border, still bearing fresh scars that the puny WindClan warrior Lightfeather had delt upon her. Her right eye was swollen and crusted with blood, along with a large scar that went from right above her right eye all the way across her face. She had a deep gash in her shoulder and back right leg, and several scratches on her somewhat 'plump' stomach. The massive she cat soon realized she wasn't alone, and sat down in her nest which was close by Foxfoots. Licking her paw, she would gently try to groom her face, trying to get rid of the crusted blood in her eye in hopes that they ere the only reason she was blind in that eye. Her other good eye glanced towards Foxfoot and meowed gently. "Hello there, Foxfoot."

She looked at her wounds. "And what on nightclan did you do to get that ole scar up yer face" she meowed.

"Mousebrained WindClan cats." Foxfire repied with a huff, her ears twitching in annoyance. "These two cats claimed that some cat moved our markers and they marked inside our territory. Mudpaw and i gave them both a beating to remember."

Foxfur walked into the warriors den "what is wrong?"

Cursedwing padded into the Warriors den and sat down in his nest and begain licking his wounds. "That stupied sister of mine.." He mumbled. He glanced at the other cats in the den and scoffed. He didnt like being in a clan, he didnt know why he just dosnt leave. When his wounds stopped bleeding he watched the other cats through narrowed eyes.

Foxfire’s good eye caught Cursedwing’s menacing glare and looked to him with an emotionless stare, forgetting for several moments about her damaged and possibly blinded eye. “Well whats got you in such a tiff, Cursedwing?”

Foxfur"walked up to foxfire"hi"he said.

Cursedwing flicked his tail in fustraition. Its not like he was going to admit he tried to kill his sister and failed. She was probly in the medicen cat den now. He had blinded his sister in the left eye and torn her up preaty bad, but he knew she would heal and he would have to try harder to kill her next time. "Mind your own busness." he hissed quietly. It hurt him to talk but he wasnt about to whine to the medicen cat like his sister. He noticed that Foxfire wasnt very comfortable. "What happend to you." He grumbled, Trying to change the subject and acting like he cared.

"What did you do" foxfur asked cursedwing?

Cursedwing narrowed his eyes at Foxfur. "I didnt do anything." He mewed flicking his tail.

Cursedwing glared at Clopelt, He flicked his tail in annyoence. "Shut up." He hissed.

"I don't like the way you are talking to me"Foxfur said as he unleashed his claws.

Cursedwings fur rose, "So, Whatcha ganna do about it!" He hissed

"Well i will fight you if it means that you won't be a little nicer"Foxfur said as he circled him.

Cursedwing rose to his paws and glared at Foxfur. "Is that a threat?" He hissed, half amused

"Yes it is why you to chicken?"Foxfur said.

Cursedwing flicked his tail and pounced on Foxfur and bit his neck. "Your threating the wrong cat!" He hissed, muffled by Foxfur's neck fur.

Foxfur kicked cursedwing off with his back feet and then pounced on him.