Posts by cougarthroat

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    The moons were growing colder, the shiver of leafbare crawling up Mary’s spine whenever she’d step outside the bloodhouse. Her children were beginning to grow into fine young kittens and she couldn’t remember the last time she’d set foot outside the dangerous city. She wouldn’t dare allow them to accompany her outside their borders and so she’d sneak out at the crack of dawn, the fresh dew sticking to her pelt to create a starry and bewitching ivory illusion. Her mismatched gaze fell upon a loner but a few feet away from their border, scenting faintly of Riverclan overpowered by weeks of roaming. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing on Bloodclan borders--“ Suddenly, her voice was cut off by watching the large tom slowly craning his neck to look directly at the guard, a crazed look in his amber red eyes. She was never one to admit fear and yet something about him unsettled the maine coon immensely. The daughter of Sheogorath, one of the most vile and dangerous cats known to the clans, was uncomfortable by this loner. In a split second, the powerfully huge tom lunged directly at Mary with claws unsheathed and ready to tear at her flesh. His claws had managed to tear a gash along her chest, rage bubbling into the shocked molly before she finally reacted as she was thrown against the soil. The rogue now took advantage of having Mary beneath him, aiming to end her life with a death bite to her neck. Seconds away from having her thorax ripped from her jugular, she raked his soft belly with her elongated claws as hard as she could possibly muster, watching the male stumble off of her as his innards oozed from the slices across his flesh. Breathless and bloodied, Mary stood over his dying body with a newfound admiration for life.


    /gotcha haha ;^))


    Feeling the frigid kiss of death so near her ivory features was enough to send a shiver down her spine even after slaughtering her opponent. This was the closest she’d ever been to the clutches of death. A certain emotion surged through her body, one she couldn’t quite place. Perhaps a hunger of sorts, a hunger for life. No, if not a starvation for life, for glory. Mary was snapped from her deep thoughts when the group arrived. Regaining her composure rather quickly, only allowing a few seconds to go by in silence before she offered Ruth a devilish smile. “That mouse brain ruined my pelt..” Was all she could utter, disbelief clouding her eyes darkly as she watched the blood trail from her chest. Her beautiful fur! How dare he! “Honestly, I don’t know. He just attacked me as you can see.” She would respond to Olivia with as much confusion as she had expressed. Her gaze drifted to Minnow for a moment, a bitter taste lingering in her mouth as to why such a soft creature would remain in Bloodclan.


    The ivory beauty knew that with all the new guards Caledon had promoted, she'd have to make her own place from the rest. Risking the slash across her chest to open up again, she still refused to allow herself to melt into the background. "Bloodclan! It's time to sharpen our skills during this harsh leafbare. Gather around if you want to spar, any age, claws unsheathed of course." A dangerous element lingered in her booming words, honeyed voice laced with venomous dedication. Silently, she'd await for members to pool around her.


    / consider this her monthly activity thread <3

    honestly i’d still be down for it but there hasn’t been any IC development between chase and mary so right now she’s indifferent about him lol


    ooo yes :^)) i’m down! how do you see him reacting to her since she’s a bloodclanner?