Post by EthanTheAnnus on Jan 4, 2017 0:58:56 GMT -5
The black she-cat snarled defiantly at the fox Pack. The foxes hesitated slightly, as if remembering her claws.
"That's right!" she growled, leaf-green eyes flashing angrily. "Go away!" Suddenly, something changed. The foxes seemed to snap to attention as an albino fox stalked through his Pack. The she-cat back up slightly, crouching lower as she did, still snarling. She could have run if she wanted, but a low mewling and a groan betrayed why she was fighting. The albino fox grinned.
"Protecting you kits and you dying mate?" it said rustily. It shocked her to find that this fox could talk, but she narrowed her eyes angrily.
"You were the ones who injured Fire in the first place!" she snarled.
"And nows," said the albino fox, snapping his jaws hungrily. "We kills and eats you, little cats."
A bright orange tabby lay deep inside a hollow oak, his leg splayed awkwardly in front of him. Three small kits lay in a nest near him, mewling hungrily.
"Storm," he murmured feebly. "Storm." He pushed himself into a sitting position and slowly stood up. He limped to the den exit and saw his mate facing an albino fox with a whole Pack behind him.
"Storm."
"Fire?" she spun around, eyes wide. "You shouldn't be-" Then the albino fox grabbed her. By the neck.
((Feel free to jump in! Just give a good cat description and an idea of what they're doing in the first post.))
"That's right!" she growled, leaf-green eyes flashing angrily. "Go away!" Suddenly, something changed. The foxes seemed to snap to attention as an albino fox stalked through his Pack. The she-cat back up slightly, crouching lower as she did, still snarling. She could have run if she wanted, but a low mewling and a groan betrayed why she was fighting. The albino fox grinned.
"Protecting you kits and you dying mate?" it said rustily. It shocked her to find that this fox could talk, but she narrowed her eyes angrily.
"You were the ones who injured Fire in the first place!" she snarled.
"And nows," said the albino fox, snapping his jaws hungrily. "We kills and eats you, little cats."
A bright orange tabby lay deep inside a hollow oak, his leg splayed awkwardly in front of him. Three small kits lay in a nest near him, mewling hungrily.
"Storm," he murmured feebly. "Storm." He pushed himself into a sitting position and slowly stood up. He limped to the den exit and saw his mate facing an albino fox with a whole Pack behind him.
"Storm."
"Fire?" she spun around, eyes wide. "You shouldn't be-" Then the albino fox grabbed her. By the neck.
((Feel free to jump in! Just give a good cat description and an idea of what they're doing in the first post.))
