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Post by Fire on Oct 11, 2008 8:41:09 GMT -7
Bloodfur was accepted into the bobcats. She was going to destroy the clans and she decided she'd cause some trouble, for the moment to warn the clans she was back. The Moonpool stream wasn't far off from where she was but she could smell that Thunderclan had been by recently. Bloodfur had caused trouble for the clans her whole life finding it amusing to see other cats fall to her. It was too bad no one shared her love of battle, and the smell of blood.
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Post by **Liz** on Oct 11, 2008 9:02:55 GMT -7
Run with it.
His tail hung limply from the tree branch, his paws itched to jump. She looked like a clan cat, and that was all he needed.
Whump!
He jumped to the forest floor and pounded across the clearing, not even bothering to jump over the stream before ramming into the other cat.
" What clan?"
His bellow shook his whole body, the force of aggression in his voice sent a nearby badger running for cover.
" What clan!"
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Post by Fire on Oct 11, 2008 9:11:40 GMT -7
Bloodfur rected and he was ontop of her. She hissed and she shoved him off to the side. Getting to her paws she was still kinda sore from fighting Rune. She was pissed that she didn't notice him sooner. "No clan! I'm on my own cat and you!" She hissed. Bloodfur couldn't help herself and though he looked kinda cute and the aggressiveness caught her eyes away.
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Post by **Liz** on Oct 13, 2008 12:18:06 GMT -7
" Pack, then! Are you in a pack?"
His temper was rising already. He was royally pissed that she'd shoved him off, all he wanted to do was dig his bloody claws into her bleating heart.
Dante growled deeply.
" Don't look at me," he took a swipe at her face, barely causing a scratch, " I don't love you."
He used to tell his warriors that all the time. He believed that he was a sacred figure, and to gaze upon him was a strike against the pack, the clan and whatever godly figures they worshiped.
He hissed dangerously.
" Where do you come from?"
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Post by Fire on Oct 13, 2008 14:46:28 GMT -7
Bloodfur didn't flinch as the claws came at her just missing her muzzle. She snarled her fangs bared in warning. "I don't have to answer to you and how dare you demand me to do anything!" Bloodfur hissed her fur rising and her angry flared. She's shred him. Her claws sank into the ground and she positioned to attack. Bloodfur slide forward and then she aimed to catch his throat and rip it out. She hadn't had time to clean her claws of the bobcat blood. "Get out of my way!" She then hissed.
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Post by **Liz** on Oct 14, 2008 17:16:31 GMT -7
The smile was small, barely noticeable under his black features. His teeth poked out from under his jaws.Dante shook his coarse fur, the hairs shaking smoothly as if they were detached.
Without a scowl on his face, he was a handsome cat. Not so handsome without the look of death in his dull brown eyes, but just as well. His eyes were normal, but built in a slight squint that darkened the iris even more. Around the eyes his fur was short and pushed back, as if he were always standing in the wind. His ears were erect. His chest was puffed out, his legs stood strong. He was lean, and he was dangerous.
" I smell blood." His voice was light, slightly approving. "Bobcat?"
As a rouge leader, he lead his pack through the treacherous mountain area, knowing that only the bloodthirsty and strong would survive. He made sure some select females made it but the rest... They were killed, by the bobcats.
" Brave cat."
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Post by Fire on Oct 14, 2008 17:27:34 GMT -7
The she-cat's fur was barely noticed as flame coloured orage since all the blood stains had taken over her pelt underneath lined with mucle. Her dangerous amber eyes had a tint of red as her anger was aroused. Bloodfur growled. "So do I. I can just taste your blood in my mouth." Bloodfur hissed. "You know nothing about the bobcats I bet you've never walked into there camp." She flexed her claws.
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Post by **Liz** on Oct 16, 2008 22:32:01 GMT -7
" Know nothing?"
Dante's upper lip rose with a small, amused smirk. Know nothing!
Yeah right.
His ears flicked as the breeze brushed past the the long fur, and he found himself sitting himself down in order to give them a good scratch.
What could he do? It tickled.
" Look kid, I know more than you'll ever know. Let me tell you something about them bobcats," the dark fur on his forehead shivered with a twitch. " They aren't what they make themselves out to be. They're bloodthirsty, sharp toothed and irrational idiots."
He smiled, thinking back to the bobcat pack he'd taken over and destroyed while he was in the mountains.
It was headed by some cat named Brutus or whatever. What a tool.
" You're apart of the pack, ain't you? Who's it headed by? Not Brutus, is it? He was a moron."
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Post by Fire on Oct 17, 2008 12:57:32 GMT -7
Bloodfur breathed out still tense but slightly relaxed. She was alert. "Don't call me kid or cat or anything like that. It's Bloodfur." The blood stain cat hated being called other names but her own. "What if I am... Besides I only stuck around to fight them. And I proved myself I want entertainmet. Thinking maybe so bloody battle would happen but that I know of they're led by Speara." Bloodfur couldn't beleve she just gave this cat any information about this pack of Bobcats. Then again she really didn't care about them just wanting to destroy the clan have a bloody battle and fight more. She lived for nothing else.
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Post by **Liz** on Oct 17, 2008 19:02:08 GMT -7
" Well then, Bloodfur. I am called Dante, or rather, Chief."
He preferred to be called Chief, it reminded him of the days when he was still leader.
Seeing his breath in the cool wind sent a small shiver down his tail, the weather was almost unbearably cold, as his winter coat hadn't fully come in yet. Around the upper half of his lithe body was thin furred, making it look now like he was wearing pants.
The sun was covered now by thick gray clouds, he took great pride in the fact that the shadow seemed to fall explicitly on him, and he decided to puff out his chest even more so.
He took a god look at this female, admiring her for defeating the bobcats.
Females weren't supposed to be able to do that.
She must be special.
" You may call me Dante."
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Post by Fire on Oct 18, 2008 6:41:03 GMT -7
Bloodfur liked the way the sun and shadows hit Dante. What is wrong with me? Why did she keep standing her talking to a cat she just met one who attacked her. What held her here this is unfamiliar to her. Nothing like this had happened and she felt like a mouse brain looseing herself. Maybe getting away might get rid of this dreded feeling. "Then Dante, I have to say this has been interesting. But I'm tracking prey at the moment."Bloodfur said. She thought it was a reasonable excuse and she was hungry but she wanted to cause sometrouble before finding somewhere to settle for the night.
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Post by **Liz** on Oct 18, 2008 16:39:44 GMT -7
Dante looked around slightly.
It had begun to rain, he felt like it was only raining on him, but the down pour was massive.
He was soon drenched from head to tail.
" Are you sure? Because I have a small den, filled with mice and vole and birds."
This was true, and he was actually being sincere as he said this.
He growled as a small mouse came scuttling his way, only to be eaten by a large adder.
" If you want then you can come. If not then we'll go our separate ways."
And we'll never see each-other again, he thought bitterly.
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Post by Fire on Oct 18, 2008 17:37:35 GMT -7
Bloodfur consitered her opions as the rain drenched her fur stinging her cuts. Maybe I can clean out these cut too. She locked eyes with the tom for a moment. The feeling was stronger. "I suppose. There's nothing I can do in the rain at the moment." She mewoed. "Alright lead away." She couldn't beleve it she was going to follow some strange cat to his den. But then she knew if she had to fight or he decided to turn on her she could fight him easy.
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