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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 16:00:42 GMT -5
heee the ultimate betrayel c:<A moment of mirth - not the innocent kind, but rather a sort of dark pool of joy - washed through the white-furred tomcat. He dipped his head to the she-cat to show his appreciation for her allowing him to join her. Afterall, if Honeyteller wasn’t going to keep good on her promise, Icetail would gladly step in. This would perhaps be the best time for him to persuade the white and ginger she-cat to see his side of the story. Gingerear was good friends with the tom’s sister, but even friends had their disputes. Perhaps Icetail could wedge his way into Gingerear’s mind and get her to play on his side of this game. Icetail took in a deep breath of the fresh air as he stepped out of the underground camp. He stretched out his powerful hind legs, purring contently as he did so. Once he had finished his stretch he turned to Gingerear. ”Anywhere in mind?” The elite did not have any specific area where he wanted to hunt; what he had on his mind was something other than actual hunting. Unless one called his intentions hunting for the weak and easily persuaded. |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 16:15:10 GMT -5
[ c; ]
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With a smile, Gingerear padded out of camp. She had been hoping that she could steal Honeyteller away for a bit, but Amberstep had once more stolen her attention. The thought brought a twinge to Gingerear's stomach, but she quickly shoved it away. The two she-cats were close, there was no doubt about that, but Honeyteller's main job was to look after the members of the clan, not to go on hunting trips for the heck of it. The she-cat gave a small sigh and slipped from the underground camp, being shaken from her disappointed mood when the warm rays of the sun hit her snowy pelt.
Noticing Icetail stop, Gingerear did as well and looked over at him. She hadn't thought of a specific place to hunt, which was usual. The she-cat generally just went wherever her paws took her. Shaking her head, she gave a small "no" and walked on. "Did you have anywhere you wanted to go?"
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 16:22:11 GMT -5
Icetail felt his ear twitch when he heard the she-cat’s response. Interesting, he thought to himself, amber eyes narrowing. So I suppose I’ll pick out a spot… The elite took a moment to think everything through. He wanted somewhere far from camp; it would be less likely for a cat to find them. He hadn’t sent any patrols up to the northern area of the territory this morning. Perhaps that would be the best place for them to hunt. The less likely they were found the better off they would be. With a destination in mind, Icetail motioned for Gingerear to follow. ”Does the northern river sound good? We haven’t had as much fish on the fresh-kill pile as we usually do. All these rabbits running around have kept our pile stocked, but sometimes a cat needs some fish.” Rabbit was good, it certainly was, but rabbit got boring after a while. Fish was perhaps Icetail’s favorite meal. It wasn’t too musky or sweet while it was rich in plenty of other flavors. It just tasted cleaner to the tomcat for some reason. That was perhaps one of the few things he had in common with his littermate - a love for fish. |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 16:31:40 GMT -5
As she padded forward, Gingerear silently went over Icetail's suggestion in her mind. The river...interesting choice but highly expected. The she-cat knew that Honeyteller had always enjoyed fish, so why shouldn't her littermate? Gingerear on the other hand was more satisfied with mammals. "Sounds good." She mewed, then looked at the tom with a twinkle in her amber eyes. "I'll stick with the land animals, though." She gave a small mrrow of laughter at her words, doing her best to perk herself up. Any cat could tell by her body type that she was not a good fisher, but to see her in action was another story. Gingerear always seemed to get herself more wet than the fish, and that wasn't something she enjoyed.
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 16:46:41 GMT -5
So Gingerear was a cat who preferred the taste of land upon her tongue. Not that it mattered, but Icetail found it interesting. She looked so much like him, so much like Honeyteller, that it was almost hard to imagine Gingerear liking anything more than fish. But that wasn’t his concern. ”As long as you don’t catch any rabbit,” he mewed with a roll of his eyes. ”I can’t be the only one tired of seeing those things. We have enough on the pile for a moon. It’s time to see some mice or something in camp.” His words were full of serious energy. Maybe he would start telling the hunting patrols to focus less on the rabbits and more on everything else. Saying nothing more for now Icetail padded through a pretty open area of land as he headed up north. He kept his senses alert, scanning the territory for any signs of trouble. A brief smell of fox caught his attention, but it was stale- days old. Milk scent wasn’t following it so surely it hadn’t been the vixen Amberstep and Sagepaw ran into yesterday. Perhaps it was the one his patrol had ran into about half a moon ago. If that were the case then it was still in the territory. Great. Trying not to get too fed up about the apparent infestation of foxes, Icetail turned his attention to his companion. ”Honeyteller seems to be getting quite friendly with Amberstep,” the elite started. He made sure to sound hesitant at first, his words slowly growing bolder as he spoke them. He wanted to start out slow, subtle. How would Gingerear react? Her reaction would mean a lot to Icetail, and he wasn’t just listening for what she said, he was watching to see her expressions, how her body would perhaps tense up, or how she would maybe unsheathe her claws somewhat. He was searching deeply into the she-cat’s reactions because for him they would mean success or failure. |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 16:57:37 GMT -5
Gingerear gave an amused snort at Icetail's words. "I'll try not to." She felt herself becoming a bit more relaxed with the tom. She wasn't a shy cat by most means, but warming up to others took a bit of time for her, but it seemed that most others understood that. No one had ever treated her differently for her serious personality. Gingerear would obey the elite's commands about rabbits, however. She knew that the small animals were becoming abundant on the fresh-kill pile, and the idea of having more variety spiked her interest.
The ginger and white she-cat tensed up at the scent of the fox. It wasn't fresh, but the stench was enough to make her skin crawl. The creatures were beautiful, but deadly. Just one had caused enough harm to the clan within the past few days that the thought of another being around sickened the she-cat.
Gingerear turned her head to Icetail, twitching the tip of her tail at his comment. She stayed silent for a moment, unsure of what to say. She felt a bit strange discussing the business of other cats without them present, even if it was with a family member of theirs. But if Icetail was beginning to pick up on the budding relationship, then others would be as well in a matter of time. Gingerear gave a small shrug. "I suppose she needs to be close with every elite." She answered simply, a bit perplexed at the sudden turn in conversation.
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Post by a diamond's pearl on Apr 10, 2017 16:59:29 GMT -5
ello everybody <3
sorry i haven't really been very active here
things got pretty busy irl and life comes firs
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 17:00:43 GMT -5
hiya :>
that's fine, and yeah, life certainly comes first
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 17:04:14 GMT -5
[ hey Pearl^^ ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 17:07:50 GMT -5
Was that going to be all of Gingerear’s comment? Honeyteller needed to be close to all of her elites? Icetail was sure he could tell there was something underneath that comment, something deeper to those words than just the omen-teller getting close to her elites. Why would Honeyteller be getting close to her current elites while she still needed to find one more cat to fill the third spot? Shouldn’t the Clan’s leader get close to her healers to figure out which one would take the last elite position? Icetail could only see flaws in his sister’s ways, especially if her ‘getting close’ to Amberstep wasn’t about anything more than getting to know her elites. Gingerear’s reaction had been subtle enough as it was. No anger, no sorrow, only a simple statement. Icetail knew there had to be more there, though. Gingerear and Honeyteller were close so surely his sister’s friend would have more to say about all of this. ”You were planning to go hunting with Honeyteller I assume.” He had noticed them walking out together before they got caught up with him and Amberstep. ”She had plans with you, yet she stayed behind with Amberstep. I could have stayed in camp with her. I didn’t have any other plans before that.” Slowly he was getting bolder with his comments. This series of statements he made in hopes to rile the she-cat up, to get her to spill something interesting to him, something he could use in his quest for power. |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 17:17:56 GMT -5
Gingerear was of course close to Honeyteller. The two had been close for as long as she could remember. From being kits together to tenderpaws, they had always been there to cheer each other on. For whatever reason, she and Icetail had never been very close, but that wasn't to say the two weren't friends. Gingerear considered herself to be friends with the tom, but for whatever reason she had always clicked with the she-cat. Whether it was because of their looks or similar personalities she didn't know, but there had always been a connection. Or at least Gingerear felt there had been. When Amberstep made her way into Honeyteller's life, the protector couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. It wasn't the fact that Amberstep was made an elite or anything, as Gingerear could care less about being part of a political hierarchy, but she almost felt as though Honeyteller was taken from her. What they had once shared was dented. The she-cat felt sick to her stomach for harboring these feelings, but she couldn't help it. She was simply jealous.
Narrowing her amber eyes, Gingerear tossed a stone cold look toward Icetail. Normally the she-cat wasn't so temperamental, but she felt the need to protect Honeyteller. "Why are you suddenly questioning me about you sister?" She asked, lashing her tail. "If that's the only reason you came out here with me then maybe you should have just stayed in camp." She ended her rough words with a huff, padding ahead of the tom.
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 17:26:18 GMT -5
She-cats, Icetail thought with disdain, his chest tightening with annoyance. He shook the thought away, picking up his pace to keep in line with Gingerear. He glanced at her with narrowed eyes. ”I’m simply curious,” he muttered to the she-cat. She’s getting snappy. She doesn’t want me to know something. Her defense is a sign of how hard she’ll get to crack. But Icetail knew that eventually he would get to her. Sooner or later he would be able to dig his claws deep into her shield and rip it apart. Only then would she spill her true feelings to him.
”I would truly like to hunt with you, Gingerear. If I wanted to talk about Honeyteller I would have outright said so.” A smooth lie, one he knew he had covered easily. ”You two are close, and I don’t want to see anything happen between the two of you. But why would she pick Amberstep over her closest friend?" Icetail cocked his head in wonder as he looked Gingerear over. The only thing his voice and expression suggested was a simple curiosity. How do you feel, Gingerear? What are you truly thinking behind your spoken words and defensive actions? |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 17:51:13 GMT -5
Gingerear rolled her eyes at Icetail as he caught up with her. Toms.. So headstrong and annoying. She could almost taste the bitterness of their personalities on her tongue. The she-cat had never had a big problem with them until they started acting like this.
"If you didn't want to talk about Honeyteller you wouldn't be asking me all these things about her." She retorted, looking over at the tom with piercing amber eyes. The she-cat could tell that he was getting at something, and she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to know what it was. She knew that the brother and sister duo had never been very close, and while Gingerear didn't want to pick sides, she couldn't help but lean in favor of Honeyteller. The two were closer, after all. Gingerear shrugged at Icetail's question. "An injured elite is more of a priority than friendly hunting, I suppose." She said simply, flicking the tip of her tail. "I wouldn't know what goes through an omen-teller's mind."
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 17:57:25 GMT -5
”Hunting keeps injured cats strong. If Honeyteller wanted to help an injured elite then surely making sure they are fed would be better than getting close to one,” Icetail responded with a simple shrug of his shoulders. He wanted to say something more but was stopped when the familiar sound of water came to him. He straightened up, looking out beyond the tall grasses to see the glinting shine of sunlight upon water. As soon as the water came into view it was as if Icetail had forgotten his current conversation with the she-cat. ”Finally,” he purred in a rusty manner. ”Now we can hunt.” The white tom trotted off to head closer to the water. Before he sat down to get himself comfortable on the bank, he checked for any signs of predators, especially fox. When nothing came to him he collected himself and sat down. Instantly his amber eyes went to the water in search for fish. Already he could feel his annoyance fade away as the sound of the water calmed his agitated nerves down. |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 18:03:12 GMT -5
Gingerear was about to respond before the sounds of the water came pouring into her ears. Finally was right. Giving a silent exhale of relief, Gingerear padded forward. It was almost as though a wave of serenity came over the she-cat. She was instantly calmer and collected once more. Even if one wasn't a fan of the water, they couldn't deny its healing benefits- both externally and internally.
The she-cat headed off away from Icetail, though not leaving the tom completely. She wanted to remain close since they were hunting together, but not too close to where she would scare away the fish and cause him to get annoyed. She was just relieved their conversation about Honeyteller was over. She had gone with Icetail to hunt, not gossip. But all of that was shaken away with a breath of fresh air and the scent of birds.
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 18:21:41 GMT -5
Calmness pooled over Icetail as he sat there next to the river. The sounds of the water allowed him to relax and let his body throw away any tension that resided within his muscles. Now he was in his own little world where all he needed to do was catch a few fish, something he found to be quite enjoyable.
A flash of silver caught his attention. Immediately Icetail readied himself. Letting his outstretched forearm hang loose, he waited for the sight of the fish before striking. As soon as the aquatic animal was in sight and in reach, the white tom swept his paw forward, latching his claws into the fish’s flesh and pulled it onto the bank with ease. Icetail quickly killed the fish with a clean nip to the spine closest to its head. A few more minutes passed before Icetail had a second fish collected to his steadily growing pile.
As his amber eyes caught sight of a third fish, Icetail suddenly felt a chill go down his spine. Forgetting about the possible third fish, the elite looked around for Gingerear. He could feel the fur along his neck rise as he looked for the ginger and white feline, but why his fur was rising like it was, he wasn’t entirely sure. |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 18:31:44 GMT -5
[ fox attacks gingerear and kills her im ready ]
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Gingerear crept after a bird silently, the rest of the world oblivious to her. The she-cat was at peace when she was doing this, and it was almost like timed stopped. Everything was so fast and slow at once that it was like time was an illusion, only present when one's focus was away. The she-cat pounced, gracefully landing with her claws gripping the bird, sending a sea of feathers flying. It was so easy, so natural that the she-cat didn't have to think when she did it. She swiftly administered the killing bite and placed the bird on her slow growing pile of prey. She only had a mouse and now two birds, but she was satisfied.
The she-cat selling herself down in a dusty patch and rolled, coating her snowy white pelt in dirt. She was comfortable, and could only take advantage of the comfort by settling into the earth and sunbathing. She had already managed to catch a few pieces of prey, so a break was well deserved. She gave a small purr and moved her tail against the ground rhythmically, taking in all of the sites and smells the territory had the offer.
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 18:50:18 GMT -5
[ omg no bad rush ] The cold feeling of being watched was still there as Icetail abandoned his pile of fish to slip over to Gingerear. His tail twitched in slow motions. Something wasn’t right, he could just feel it. Cautiously he came over to Gingerear, eyeing her for a moment before looking around for any signs of danger. He hadn’t scented anything or spotted anything just yet, but something was out there. ”Have you scented anything?” He asked slowly, his words almost as cautious as his movements had been. As if Icetail had directly asked whatever was out there to show itself, the unmistakable snout of a fox poked through a thicket of bushes. Low snarling erupted through the clearing as the lanky creature slid out of the shadows. Icetail felt himself instantly unsheathe his claws. This wasn’t the mother vixen or the older fox Icetail had ran into before, this was an entirely different fox. The tod was young, but was certainly a threat to the two cats it now faced. Icetail’s own growl merged with the fox’s. He lashed his tail, white fur spiking up to make himself appear taller. The fox did the same, ears lowering and fangs bared as he did so. ”What’s with all these foxes?” Icetail hissed to Gingerear. ”I swear it’s all those rabbits that are attracting them.” The fox stepped closer once the tom finished speaking. The elite readied himself, knowing that they wouldn’t get away without a fight. |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 19:08:55 GMT -5
[ i want her to die eventually tho ]
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Seeing Icetail move over to her caused Gingerear to sit up quickly. His movements were quick, subtle even, as if he were trying to hide from something. "Something's not right.." She thought quickly, shaking out her pelt and standing up. "No..have you?" She asked, her gaze hardening in serious curiosity. The tom wouldn't be asking her unless something was going on.
Lifting her muzzle to the air, Gingerear caught the strong scent of fox. Hissing lowly, the she-cat unsheathed her claws, getting ready for whatever might happen. The animal was close, and the she-cat knew the two wouldn't be able to get away without alerting the animal. Before she knew it, the red face was staring at her. White fur bristling, the she-cat was ready to take it on, or so she thought.
"There's not much we can do about it." She mumbled under her breath, the words directed at Icetail. "Unless you want the clan to live off rabbits until leaf-bare." As soon as she said the words, she knew that it wasn't the worst idea. The rabbits were plentiful in new-leaf, and cutting down on the population would surely help cut down on the growing fox population. That was something she needed to bring up to Honeyteller later.
Before she knew it, the fox had swung a paw at her. She felt the young animal's nails rip fur from her shoulder and she gave a pained hiss, raising the front of her body up in a motion to attack. This fox wasn't going to get away easily, but neither were she and Icetail.
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 10, 2017 19:17:45 GMT -5
[ rip in peace ginger </3 ]
anyway, i can't reply right now since i gotta study/do homework, but i'll try to later tonight c:
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 10, 2017 19:22:24 GMT -5
[ alright^^ ]
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 10, 2017 23:05:08 GMT -5
"Sagepaw has the company of her friends," Mapleflight reminded. "The clan takes good care of her. You need a breather. Go for a walk or something. The more you bug Sagepaw, the more she'll distance herself from you." The she-cat wrapped her tail around her paws, awaiting Cherrystorm's predictable snappy reply. She had been trying to persuade him to cool off and not be a worrywart, but she knew it wasn't working- he was a stubborn cat.
What's the use of worrying? Mapleflight felt a small pang of sadness as he remembered how different Cherrystorm was before Hollyheart's death. Watching him descend into such a haunted state just didn't feel good.
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Post by [ ᴅᴀᴍᴘʀᴇᴇᴅ ] on Apr 10, 2017 23:44:22 GMT -5
[ Omg I totally forgot about the forums for so long. xD Hello lovelies. Dampy is attempting to survive school. ]
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 11, 2017 0:01:38 GMT -5
(Hello! How's school for you? Are you in college? ;o)
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Post by [ ᴅᴀᴍᴘʀᴇᴇᴅ ] on Apr 11, 2017 0:05:34 GMT -5
[ hello! Yes, currently I am almost done with my first year of college. It's pretty stressful but fun all the same.]
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 11, 2017 0:07:54 GMT -5
(Cool! Yeah school's stressful here too :'). I'm from Singapore so our school systems are pretty different. So I assume you're having vacation soon? Lmao I'm waiting for my second year of polytechnic to start.)
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Post by [ ᴅᴀᴍᴘʀᴇᴇᴅ ] on Apr 11, 2017 0:42:33 GMT -5
[ Less than three weeks until summer vacation! I'm pumped! ]
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 11, 2017 0:46:16 GMT -5
(We don't get summer vacation here. xD BECAUSE EVERYDAY IS SUMMER,, IT'S SO H O T.)
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 11, 2017 10:34:41 GMT -5
[ poor ginger</3 ] The young fox was lanky and looked much too slender for its long legs and large paws, but looking at the tod, Icetail knew it was well-fed. The omnivorous creature was just as plump as it was awkward looking. So why was a well-fed fox attacking the two? Did it think they were stealing territory? Then realization hit Icetail. The scent of freshly caught prey. If the fox had already been in the area before the two cats had known about it, then the scent of their kills would have brought the canine over. They have enough rabbits, the white tom thought with a warning growl. Maybe they’re tired of that, too. Just the thought brought a new wave of anger through Icetail. Now that he had assessed what exactly his opponent was like - a lanky adolescent fox - the elite was more than ready for battle. The fox must have been ready, too, because before Icetail could make his move the tod was lashing out at Gingerear. Icetail growled. He bunched his hind legs and pounced upward, grappling onto the tod’s haunches with his sharp claws. With a hiss he parted his maw and bit down hard on the fox’s hindquarter; this caused the fox to spin viciously around, snapping and clawing and barking at Icetail. The white tom was able to roll down and off the tod, but the fox was able to get in a good hit along Icetail’s flank. Stumbling backward, Icetail hissed, warm blood running along his side and down his front limb. The cut wasn’t deep, but the bleeding was obvious against his white fur. The fox looked beat up as well, tufts of fur missing, scratches and bite marks along its pelt. But the fox wasn’t ready to give up. ”Watch out!” Icetail yowled as the tod lunged for Gingerear, maw open wide with teeth glistening in the sunlight.
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Mapleflight did have a point, but Cherrystorm still worried. Sagepaw was a growing cat, he knew that, and she had her own set of friends, but what if something happened? Anything could go wrong between her being with griends, being with her mentor, or just being by herself. She meant a lot to the ginger protector, more than she even realized it seemed. Other than Mapleflight she was all Cherrystorm had left of a family. Perhaps it was surprising, but family meant a lot to Cherrystorm. The tom sighed. He still felt annoyance but now there was mostly just worry. He glanced up to look at his littermate. ”You don’t understand,” he muttered with an annoyed twitch of his tail-tip. ”You don’t have kits of your own, you wouldn’t know how I feel.” His words were soft, whispered almost, but there was still a hint of that flame Cherrystorm had in his words, a flame of that temper that the ginger tabby was so well known for. |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 11, 2017 11:29:54 GMT -5
[ shhh she is okay she won't die just yet ]
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A hiss came from Gingerear when her fur was ripped. It wasn't a bad wound, if one could even consider that a wound, but it certainly hurt. To the she-cat, that almost hurt worse than a scratch. With the fox not being full-grown, the ginger and white she-cat could only hope that it wouldn't quite know what it was doing. But then again, its young age could give it quite the advantage with agility. The she-cat struck its face with her claws, watching it screech out in pain as it writhed around, quickly changing direction to face the white tom opposite to her.
The protector watched as Icetail caught the fox's attention, thoughts rushing though her mind on want to do. The she-cat generally acted on instinct in fights, and this one was no different. Lunging forward, Gingerear dug her claws into the fox's haunches as Icetail did. Digging her back claws into the soft ground, the she-cat flattened her ears and hissed, ripping her claws down the animal's flanks. The she-cat didn't even notice that Icetail had been hit. She was too preoccupied with doing something, anything, to get this fox away.
Gingerear backed away from the fox for a moment, quickly analyzing her next tactic. She jumped forward, doing her best to slip underneath the fox's belly. However, by the tom she had moved closer to the underside of the fox, it had lunged at her. The she-cat yowled in surprise and tried to dodge, but wasn't quick enough. Feeling teeth sink into her scruff, Gingerear gasped, flailing her legs in attempt to wriggle from its grasp. The she-cat hissed, feeling the cuts along her neck beginning to form. The fox shook her, and finally the she-cat was released from its grasp, being sent flying a few feet away.
Gingerear hit the ground hard, causing the breath to be knocked from her. Her body was sore, blood trickling from gashed along her back and head. The she-cat was conscious, but barely. Stunned from the sudden impact of the ground, the she-cat found it hard to find her paws.
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