Posts by Olivcat

For meh cat. Ok :)

BadgerPaw growled, trying to keep it low. The memory of fighting off the rogue's stirred in her mind from time to time, and BadgerPaw had to remind herself that they were ok now. Or at least, being her clan-mates, she had to respect them. My own thoughts don't matter, I'm just being foolish. Besides, more members makes our clan stronger... I think.

BadgerPaw was uncomfortably aware of StagPaw as their fur touched, although his fur was warm and welcoming. She did nothing to get away as she heard PantherStar end the gathering. BadgerPaw looked around to see if any of her clan-mate's saw her sitting with StagPaw. "Ahem," BadgerPaw huffed, glancing at AlderPaw then turning to StagPaw. "I have to go," she murmerd quietly to StagPaw. BadgerPaw pushed herself to her paws, her fur spiking up. She felt weird next to the young tom and gave her chest a couple of licks. "Erm, AlderPaw, we gotta go." BadgerPaw mewed, brushing againsted her den-mate, looking around for her clan. BadgerPaw hurried off as she saw PantherStar.

(Im gonna jump in.)

Benny walked over the unfamiliar territory, drawing to a stop when the scent of a border marker hit him. The spotted tom sniffed the border and lifted his head, glaring into the wild-cat territory. Wild cat's made him sick. What was the point of staying in one place, scraping up meals for others? They don't even know when an enemy's at the border! Benny growled in his head. The strong scent of bird drifted down from over-head and Benny licked his lips. Turning, he raced back the way he came and came upon a make-shift den. His silver-spotted sister was lying half in the sun and licking a cut on her paw-pad.

Willow lifted her head sharply as Benny rushed in. His eyes were blazing with mischief and Willow couldn't help rolling her eye's. Benny was always getting them into trouble! "What is it now?" Willow snapped, her frustration at tops. Not two days ago the two lost their home after Benny decided to pick a fight with a elect group of rogues. Now both of them were hurt and neither had eaten in days.

Olivcat wrote:

FadedKit sneezed. A few seconds passed before he sneezed twice more and then settled. The kit opened his tiny mouth a mewed for his mother's attention. The smell of milk was flooding his senses, but he couldn't seem to find the source again.

Benny circled his sister, his tail flicking back and forward. "I found a place to hunt." Benny told her bluntly, ignoring the snappiness of her attitude. "We should go and bag a few birds. I also saw what would look like a few good dens." Benny dug his claws into the ground. He was hoping with all his might that they would need to fight. Maybe if he could chase the cats away, the territory would be more open. "C'mon, let's go now!" Benny called back after speeding back towards the wild-cat territory. He ran and ran and ran until the smell of cats was over-whelming. "Whoa." There were a lot of cats here! Benny didn't need to see them to know. "We hit the jackpot! We should get more rogues and-" Benny cut himself off when he turned and saw that Willow hadn't fallowed.

Willow jumped to her paws, her eyes widening with surprise. The den they had now was fine, but Benny's excitement was scary. He obviously was excited for something other than the average bird. This was exactly how they lost their last home! Benny soon outran the she-cat and in her haste, she didn't even realize crossing the wild-cat border. Willow ran smoothly over the ground of unfamiliar territory looking around and calling out for her brother. After running for a while, Willow slowed to a stop, panting. "Benny!" Willow called. No answer. Willow sighed and turned around, starting to go back the way she came.

Benny looked around, his wild eye's wide and searching. Willow wasn't with him. Benny started to run back the way he went, or thought he went, and nearly crashed into FrostPaw. "Watch it, fluff!" Benny hissed at her before speeding off again. He hadn't gone far when he yet again nearly crashed, and did crash into, another cat. This time, instead of a wild-cat, this one shared his scent and had silver fur. "Willow!" Benny gasped.

Willow hissed when the cat crashed into, but anger and fear turned to happiness. "Benny!" Willow mewed. "Wait, where did you go? Why didn't you wait for me?" Willow hissed at him, her anger coming back. "Your so hot-headed, you know that? Nothing more than a fluff-brain!" Willow turned and started to walk back away, aware that Benny was trotting after her.

Willows fur riser as she scented something odd. I smelled that before- "You led me straight into a wild-cat territory! Don't you remember the stories?! They eat bones from cats like us!" Willow was on her paws her fur spiked up to make herself look bigger. Hopefully, if her brother beleaguered her, he wouldnt pick out the scents like Willow had. She knew there were cats watching them, and she knew that Benny would be I thing for a fight.

"Bones?" Benny scoffed. "Willow, you've got fluff in your head. Besides," Benny said licking his lips and glancing towards a bush, "Any wild cats I meet, won't be seeing their den again." Willow lunged at Benny as he whirled around, but her claws hit the ground. Brent had leapt from his spot and, fast as a snake, lunged for the smaller cat from the hiding pair, his claws out, ready to rip open her pelt.

Can I take one of the kits? :)

Benny snarled, scrunching up his nose at the pain in his shoulder. The stranger had cut open an old wound. She had also spoke of reinforcements.. Benny bared his teeth at the enemy. The reinforcements could just be to scare him- plus he could kill this cat before hand. Benny let out a screech as he lunged for her again, this time aiming for her muzzle.

Willow wanted to run, scream. Benny was doing it again, and again, a massive wave of shock was flooding Willows thoughts. Moving slowly in a hurried way, Willow had fallen in beside her light sandy brother, her claws out to defend him.

(Just so you know, I do not really plan to kill any cats )

Benny glanced at his sister and straightened, his snarl turning into a sneer. "Fool like ttle wild cat, your out numbed. You can't beat us. Why don't you just run?" Benny sneered in a mocking tone. "Not to worry, we'll go the other way, won't we Willow?"

Willow was staring at BeechClaw surprised that the cat hadent turned tail the moment Beeny had clawed her. When Benny started talking Willow only nodded fast, opened her mouth and... "Is it true that you eat bones?" Willow asked dumbly, instantly regretting her words. Scary was was not her best talent, and Willow winced when Benny's smoldering scowl attached onto hers. "Sorry." Willow whimpered.

Willow and Benny stood side by side, both of them looking at the cat wide-eyed. Benny flattened his ears and a low growl rumbled in his throat. "We're not kitty pets." Benny snarled, thoughts misting in anger clouding his mind. "Where street-cats." Benny licked his jaws, turning on his sister. "Let me show you what that means." Benny snarled. The tom lunged forward and brought his fangs down on Willow's paw. He glanced up at his eyes, which were misting up as she screeched. "Trust me." Benny whispered before turning tail and fleeing.

Willow barley heard her brother as the pain in her paw flared, he had reached the bone, possibly breaking something. She tried to turn and fallow her brother but the silvery she-cat's leg gave out and pain shot through her as she hit the ground. How could he have done this to her? Willow scrambled, limping, to a bramble bush that she dragged herself into, hoping the wild cats wouldn't fallow into the thorns.

Willow was quiet as all the wild cats talked. She felt like a cornered mouse, about to be caught and killed. The talk was not of killing, but Willow's mind was clustered on how to leave. I could have out-ran any of these cats, but they said- my paw is broken? Running isn't an option. When Willow finally snapped back, she went to gently sniff her paw. Benny had of course broken it, but it was probably an accident. He problem meant to tear open her skin, but he must of forgotten that her paw already had an open cut. Willow thought about this for a moment before she mustered up a bit of courage and decided to talk to them. When she opened her mouth, though no words came out. Willow curled her tail around her and looked for any other openings to the bramble bush.

Benny hadn't gone far before he had stopped to climb a tree. The she-cat had said that she wasn't a savage, hopefully she wouldn't hurt Willow. I'm sorry Willow, but I have a plan to get you, don't worry. Benny felt guilt and shame twisting up his insides. Willow would never forgive him for leaving her behind, even if she said that she did. Oh well, Benny pouted in his head. The Tom turned away from his trail and the wild cat territory to look for a shelter.

Willow looked wide-eyed at FalconPaw. She opened and closed her mouth a few times and was slightly surprised she was able to whisper "Willow." Willow looked out behind the cats where her brother had gone. I could make a run for it, but they could catch me. That was the end of that search. Willow gave up. She couldn't go anywhere fast enough, and there was too many cats to outsmart. Willow's started to claw at the the ground with her good paw. "I-I can leave now.. Please? I can manage, plus my brother would- he would look out for me.. I'm sure.." Willow. Could'nt talk anymore, her heart was beating too fast.

Willow's claws dug deeper into the ground. Run for it. That was her last option. Willow was not letting these cats get any nearer. Getting ready for a moment, Willow's tail started to flick from side to side. Suddenly, the silvery she-cat lunged forward, slithering between the cats. She was slower than before, but only because she was limping. Willow leapt away from the cats and landed with a small hiss as her mangled paw touched the ground.

Willow had stopped when Eternal appeared but once he had gone, the she-cat turned and hissed at the other wild-cats. "I will be leaving. Now, if so I please." The she-cat growled, trying to straighten a little. "I don't need help, and I don't need pity." Willow snapped. "I can take care of myself. I have been." Willow bravely bared her teeth but then a branch snapped from above. Willow jumped, her fur on end at the sound and looked up to see it was only a bird taking flight. She felt stupid. I just showed these cats how much of a coward I am! Willow looked back to them. Even if they didn't know already.

Willow watched as the cats left, feeling happy to be alone. A stab of regret pierced Willow, but she moved it away. I don't need help. Willow thought stubbornly in her mind. The she-cat winced as she began to walk away, her mind drifting out and back. When the blurriness was getting annoying, Willow decided to find some cob-web. There was none. Then, Willow realized, she didn't know how to leave the territory. Shame washed over her as she thought of the wild-cats again. She had been mean to them, rude even. Willow shook her head. I won't be seeing them again anyways. The she-cat found a small tree which was bent over, broken by the wind. Willow slipped under the leaves which dappled her pelt, camouflaging her fur. Tired, she lay her head on her paws. As darkness clouded up her vision, Willow knew what would come. Dreams. They were full of evil wild-cats, polite one's, and Benny, who's fangs were red with Willow's blood.

Willow woke up from her rest with a painful jolt. One of the branches from the fallen tree had touched her paw. Still groggy with sleep, Willow bent down to sniff her paw. It smelled bad. Willow remembered the wild-cat's again, regret coming back to her. She could have gone with them. She should have... Willow looked through the branch of the tree and up at the sky. She hadn't been asleep for long. The tree swayed. The scent of the border woke her up a bit. It was just beyond her sleep-place. Willow started towards it but stopped short. I might have hurt their feelings. Willow looked over her shoulder, back at the Wild-cat place. Maybe they truly meant to help me... Without thinking about, Willow's paw made her turn and she started to walk back into the territory. What if I was just being rude? What if, what if... She kept walking, her thoughts draining her. The scene with Benny and the wild-cats, Willow refusing to trust them, the wild-cats leaving... they were only trying to help. Willow understood that much. I need to apologize. Willow decided before realizing that she had found the place where she had met the wild cats. A bit of her own blood was still on the ground. Willow sniffed around until she could make out all the cat's scents. That way... Willow straightened up and fallowed the scents, limping all the way.

Willow stopped and turned on Eternal, forcing her fur to be flat. She smiled hoping that she didn't seem threatening. "Err- hi." Willow tried. She suddenly recognized him. "Oh, I saw you recently, haven't I? Not to long ago? Sorry if I seemed- er- it was shock, right? I was just confused-" Willow stopped, realizing that he wasn't apart of the wild-cat group. But he did carry the scent, Willow just remembered him as another rogue, making only a short appearance. "Oops, sorry. Your not one of the cats I'm looking for." Willow apologized looking around her.