The loner cruisin' ShadowClan turf

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    Wanting to tell his mentor thunderpaw saw the cats had the rouge under control so he ran off in search off his mentor


    ((OUT))

    "I'm a fighter! I was born curious and feisty!" America mewed. The loner stood her ground, her legs stiff and tail lashing. She took a step forward and unsheathed her claws, a mouse-tail away from Bloodscar's muzzle. "I ain't gonna give it up without a goooood fight."

    Bloodscar paused. So, she wants a fight? Well then... "If it's a fight you want.... then I'm not giving you what you want." she smiled, sitting down on the dirty floor. "Tut tut, kittypet, you don't get what you want by fighting. And remember, curiosity killed the cat." she let her eyes stray away from America. "To many cats..."

    ooc: Woah, it's been a while.


    Hollowsong scoffed at Bloodscar. "I hope you don't think that I disapprove or anything-" which she did "-but what kind of tactic is that? You plan on just sitting there while she turns you into a scratching post?"

    (it has, hasn't it?)


    BloodScar sat and watched HollowSong. "I know." she said in a plain voice. "I know what I'm doing."
    Suddenly, BloodScar stood up and walked up to America. "I hope you've realised what I'm doing, HollowSong." she said in a sing-song voice before she started to tease America, still in a sing-song voice:


    "Kittypets shouldn't get up,
    Can't get up,
    Won't get up,
    This kittypet tried to get up?
    How soon till it falls down?"

    Hollowsong blinked at Bloodscar's antics. Well then...


    She had to admit though, the tune was catchy.

    "Aw, poor wittle kittypet got lost in the big dawk woods? Is poor wittle kittypet scawed?" BloodScar asked, still using the annoying sing-song voice.


    "Kittypets shouldn't get up,
    Can't get up,
    Won't get up,
    This kittypet tried to get up?
    How soon till it falls down?"

    America twitched her whiskers in amusement, then broke out in laughter and snorting guffaws. "Man, oh man! Where did you get that?" She mewed between giggles. She twitched the tip of her and flexed her claws in and out, staring into the eyes of this now strange Bloodscar....

    "Here and there..." she said. Suddenly her eyes became more fixed - not glazed over and happy looking as they had been a moment before. Hard and focused, watching America. She lashed out at America, aiming for her eyes. This loners starting to annoy me now, so I think I'll just play with her until I'm bored... BloodScar laughed, this was not her normal idea of fun, but she was enjoying it just the same!

    Hollowsong sighed in irritation. "Bloodscar, you are an odd cat...but I suppose I'll trust your judgement this time...She's all yours."


    She leapt back onto a pile of rubbish, observing the situation from afar.

    "wow. carrion palce...i barely visit here but...." goldclaw said with a twitch of his nose. He coudnt stand the smell of the garbag their.

    "Whoa there, tiger! Dint catch me with my guard down, meh heh-heh!" America snickered as she ducked to avoid her eyes being scratched out, getting her forehead scratched instead. Blood welled from the claw marks that were scored on America's head; the loner didn't flinch at all because she was used to dealing with Clan cats. At the same exact moment the claws scratched, America jumped to aim a vicious bite at the paw with fast speeds.

    "This kills," Hollowsong muttered. Her bloodlust had long died down--the other cats were taking too long to get rid of America. How difficult could one cat be?!? She might as well leave and find another cat to fight.

    BloodScar yelped, feeling Americas jaws close around her mouth: but only for a second. She had pulled her paw back as soon as she realised she had missed. "And you won't catch me with my guard down, either!" she smiled as she landed. "Ah, I haven't had a good fight like this in so long! It truly breaks my heart to say that, well, I really can't be bothered anymore!" she grinned at America, sitting down on the dusty floor. To be perfectly honest, she didn't know what she was doing. Oh well. she thought.

    America barely made a sound when her paws hit the floor. She was mentally furious how she could miss. America leaped forward again, caterwauling as she aimed to bite Bloodscar's nose in an attempt to astonish this she-cat.