The One that Follows(Open to Anyone)

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    ic;;Amber's green eyes narrowed to extremely thin slits. "It seems so, moron. Now get off my territory." she snapped, as her gaze darted to the tumbling wall of water.

    The tom's eyes widened a bit more. "Oh my... I never thought this was an occupied territory." He said and his gaze came upon Trikoe. "Hmph..."

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    IC: "As have I" the dark Bengal commented to the tom, calming herself at the fact that she was not the only cat to walk in on such an intense on conversation.

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    ic;;"Well it is, flea-brains, so get off of it. I'm not the only one living here either, and I'll assure you everyone else will not be happy if you hang out here any longer." Amber hissed. The tone of her voice sounded like a queen defending her kits.

    OOC: I'm gonna leave this thread, I've got several of them going and I'm finding it hard to keep up with all of them haha.


    IC: Somber unsheathed her claws, digging them into the ground in anger of the she-cats harsh words. Then she glanced up at the she-cat, her expression unreadable and her tone dry. "Look, I've been hunting here for quite some time and not once have I met another cat willing to fight. And until I see one, I think I'll stay a bit longer." She mewed, her tail twitching irritably. Then without a sound, she bent over and clamped her jaws around her little gray mouse. She turned and disappeared through the bushes with her head held high.

    The tom tilted his head downwards slightly. "It seems you are implying something precious... It is true that other cats live here, but I wouldn't see them as the same group as you." He said and walked in a wide circle around Amber.

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    ic;;"There are other creatures living here." Amber mewed calmly, choosing her words carefully. "And I can assure you that they wouldn't like you here."

    "I would assure you wouldn't like some of the creatures that live in my 'territory'." The tom said.


    Trikoe backed away a little on her branch.

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    ic;;Amber snorted. "Do you need an example? I've been around, trust me, and I think I can deal with it."

    The tom stopped circling and faced Amber head on. "Deal with forest badgers? Foxes? Possibly a bear or two?"

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    ic;;"Yes, yes, and no, but I love a little rough-and-tumble." Amber mewed nonchalantly, inspecting her paw.

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    ic;;Amber bared her teeth briefly. "What're you gonna do? Talk m to death?" she snorted.

    "Of course not... Why would I dare?" The tom lowered his head slightly. His eyes went from their wide moons to slivers.

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    ic;;"Maybe because you're too afriad to fight me." Amber taunted, waving her tail arrogantly.

    The tom hissed and bared his fangs at Amber before launching himself at her. He aimed to rake her flanks with his claws and tear into her shoulder with his fangs.

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    ic;;Amber let out a screech and batted at him with soft paws, her claws not out.

    The tom soon noticed Amber wasn't using claws and shifted his in. He rolled over, and kicked her with his hind legs.

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    ic;;AMber hissed and writhed fre of his grip, then sprang again.