Posts by Elephant Graveyard

Shaking her pelt she shivers, yawning

hissing the she-cat grabs a nearby elder by the scruff and bites down hard

"Come on TroutPaw" mews Raccoonpaw, all the while on the outside of thunderclan territory "Lets show her that she never should have left Riverclan and that now she will never e able to come back". taking a step over the border he keeps going onto Thunderclan territory flicking his tail for TroutPaw to follow.

kicking his mothers belly from inside he tries to get her attention

shivering she curls into a ball and slowly drifts into sleep. TroutFur, her mate curls next to her and begins to groom her.

OOC: who me?

shivering she nuzzles deeper into TroutFur, breathing in his scent

bringing her teeth into the elders wind-pipe she bites harder. after her fill she releases the elder, watching the cat convulse once and then stay still. grinning she looks for her next victim.

wrapping her tail around TroutFur she falls into a deep sleep

groaning she mews quietly "or maybe not..."

seeing easy prey in a kit hiding under some over turn bedding

throwing the kit up in the air for fun she watches the kit fall and then runs up to the kit and throws her into the air again. this time catching the kit she runs over to the big pond and dunks the kit into the water, watching the kit drown. grinning she sits there in satisfication.

purring SilverDrift grooms TroutFur

when the kit resurfaced from the water she quickly dunked the kits head under the water again. this time the kit didn't resurface again. there she thought, now off to find another victim. there's one, under that tree root, yeah lets do that one. racing over she grabs the kit by it's scruff and shakes the kit back and forth.

purring SilverDrift of Riverclan stays close to her mate TroutFur.

calling out to tinypaw, blaze and Silverpelt she mews "Which clan are you from?"

yowling the she cat launches herself at a nearby two-leg. on the back of the two-leg she sinks her claws in. then a two-leg grips her and throws her off. raising his gun he starts shooting at her. scrabbling to her paws she bolts. streaking past a two-leg with a chainsaw, the two-leg getting ready to cat down the tree, slices her tail in the process. yowling in pain she runs out of the forest and collapses onto the grass. in a blurry of pain she closes her eyes, leaving herself to the fate of starclan.

sighing in loneliness she makes her way away from the gathering and back to her small den outside of riverclan territory

scrabbling to her feet she launches herself at the feline hissing. gripping onto the cats back the sinks her claws in and grips the cats scruff in her jaws, biting down hard.

history is boring, now computer is fun