pawsteps --

[angie.!?]

I ' M A M E R E S I L H O U T T E A G A I N S T T H E S K Y
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Sunlight shimmered right through the hawthorn leaves which blocked the path of exiting the spacious den. A great yawn separated the jaws of a pretty she-cat whose amber orbs glittered with submission to the great world. Dew sparkled and reflected onto grand orange blotches which were part of the feline's pelt. Stretching limbs extracted from a neat curl about the body; claws unsheathed and kneaded the ground in a quick warmup to what the day would offer. Her stomach new grumbled iits complaint of emptiness, so immediately she set out to hunt, taking care to not injure the delicate branches as she pushed them aside.

Her tail flicked and flagged itself towards the sky, radars keeping a watchful eye on the life surrounding her. She scrabbled her way up the abandoned ravine, hopping onto each vine-infested boulder with vigilance. Finally, she reached the end of the massive stones and walked underneath the threshold of the gorse pavilion. Once she officially departed the inside of the ravine, she opened her mouth just a crack, harboring all of the scents to the roof of her mouth. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander, then focusing on each and every suspicious blood scent there was. She caught wind of a nearby dormouse and instantly began her hunt, crouching as low to the forest ground as she could and creeping towards the nibbling creature.

[l.uxe]

Time had passed across the old worn out land, clumps of fur still clung to the former camp as if it were trying to reclaim it's home before it flew off into the breeze once more. The scent of fear still clung to the air and like the fur, it was as if they were trying to keep this their home, no matter how much cat's decided to pass through the land. She felt nothing for the former clan cat's who had lived here or she would have never decided to sleep in one of the dens that had managed to stay up and not collapse,.

Silently her eyes fluttered open, sunlight pouring through the opening of the den and old smells here and there. Her jaw opened in a wide yaw as she lay where she was, only moving to shift her weight a little while her head rested on her paws laid out in front of her. Time slowly passed by and finally she decided to get up, there's nothing to do when all you're doing is lying down. With ease she exited out of the den, heading towards the smell of a cat who had recently passed by.

OOC; It's bad. D:

[FANG]

They don't have to understand you like I do.
Wait and know I understand you,
BE STILL.

SOLVINCE

The paws where light as they skirted over the ground, leaving very faint pawprints of a feline in her wake. His rich honey eyes gleamed in the sunlight as the slight chill in the air began to rise from the atmosphere; today would be a good day for anyone to be out and about, doing whatever. The she-cat was not in league with Bloodclan; she was within the hearts of the clans. And the only clan-cat she knew of still alive was Nightfrost; he had vanished without any trace. And she didn't know where he had gone. In her eyes, her only friend had fallen off the earth's face.

A gentle sigh escaped her. The smoke grey tabby tom could be dead or starving in the chambers of Bloodclan. But yet even she wouldn't dare break inside Bloodclan territory; even if it meant saving the one she half loved; yet love was out of question here; here it was a fight to live. A constant struggle, yet every struggle ended horridly. The humidity had come; it kept rising. Yet this did no bother the fae; she was used to it.

As she neared the previous Thunderclan camp, her gaze clouded. She knew how much Nightfrost had lost when his clan had been torn apart before his very eyes; and he couldn't have stopped it. And now as she gazed sorrowfully into the fur floating amp, she caught a scent as a breeze whisked up and brushed under her nose; mouse. Her empty stomach rumbled and she slowly edged down the rock face, careful angling herself so she didn't lose her footing and crash to the ground below.

She caught sight of Fruitfly at that moment; the other she-cat was creeping towards the same mouse she was going after, her eyes locked on her target and not Solvince. The she-cat didn't bother warning Fruit fly as she edged even closer towards the mouse, her eyes gleaming. the meal she hadn't had in a long time was right there - and she was about to lose it due to this other cat. Well, atleast maybe she could convince Fruitfly to share with her.

the nibbling creature didn't notice either cat; and Solvince crouched, silently, her pelt blending into her surroundings. the honey colored eyes scorched the ground by the mouse; and as if her eyes had burnt the fur of the creature or something, the nibbling creature froze and looked up quickly, it's head snapping around. The loner waited, tensing her lithe body. She waited, watching. Fruitfly would pounce any secound now.

[angie.!?]

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Fruitfly nearly grunted irritably; the mouse snapped its head up and looked around. She gritted her teeth, tensed her muscles, and prepared for the pounce. As the mouse calmed down, the feline shifted her haunches and rocked her shoulders. With a mighty huff she leaped, claws extended and ready to land on the prey. Her sunken, hungry eyes widened and gleamed with anticipation. Her claws itched to meet the flesh, sinking in and bringing the delectable aromas to her nostrils. She shook her head and blinked, staring down at her paws.

There a mouse was, squirming. She sighed with relief that the freshkill was not lost; the tortoises shell she-cat bent down and tore the meat from the limbs, devouring each and every bit she could in the matter of seconds. As she came close to halfway through, her muzzle soaked with blood, she looked up and perked her ears. There was another that was near. She mentally punched herself; she had not realized another was starving, watching with hollow eyes as she had been herself. Reluctantly, Fruitfly unleashed herself from the freshkill and flicked her tail, inviting for the other to come. It was just against her morals to allow others to hunger if she had food to spare -- or not to spare.

[FANG]

But who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do...

Solvince

The honey colored eyes silently watched as the tortieshell tensed; and waited. The rich honey colored eyes flickered to the skies, and she caught sight of a hawk. And it the hawk caught the mouse in front of them, then they would get a hawk and a mouse for dinner. Figures. Yet she bet Fruitfly didn't know that; she probally hadn't been born loner and isolated from the world. Yet the past was something not to dwindle on; it brought back the painful memories that are scars.

The somewhat starved cat slitted her eyes as she watched the other cat launch herself at the mouse. She raised her head and sat up, revealing herself as she took a step towards the kill, but didn't bother; It didn't matter. SShe blinked warmly at Fruitfly, even though the other cat didn't notice her. The two might actually become friends; if Solvince ever got up enough strength to come to it. The brillantly blue eyes flashed across her mind and she shook her head. no. she silently scolded herself.

When she looked back at Fruitfly, the other she-cat was looking at her in sorrow; defiance flashed in her eyes yet pain and sadness. She took a hestitant step back and gazed hard at fruitfly for a moment. She looked at the half eaten mouse and slowly crept forward and took a single bite before stepping back, flicking her tail tip. She couldn't do this. It was just as bad as sealing. She hung her head and turned her head away, unknown emotions filling the air.

Finished ^^

[angie.!?]

I ' M A M E R E S I L H O U T T E A G A I N S T T H E S K Y
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The tortoises shell watched, tension and uncertainty crackling in the air. How would the other feline react? What would she do if the other attacked or ran away, with or without the freshkill? Fruitfly blinked and twitched her tail, watching with wary pale orbs. As the pretty white she-cat approached, she dipped her head and took one mere bite out of the mouse. She swallowed it; Fruitfly wondered if she would begun devouring it. But, to her great surprise, the other stepped back, a hint of guilt and regret flashing in her icy blue eyes. Fruitfly furrowed her brows and sat down, studying the gray she-cat carefully. Many emotions were clearly seen in her pools, and Fruitfly figured that her pale amber eyes appeared to be the same. Before the other could retreat the scene, Fruitfly stepped forward, mewing, "No, wait!" She desperately took two more steps forward, friendly wide eyes and a swaying tail gesturing no harm would be done. All tenseness and hostility rolled out of her, replaced with compassion and a sincere desire to become friends with this stranger.

"Who are you...? At least tell me your name before you go!" she purred and gave a quick smile, letting it play on her lips for several moments. Every movement she made suggested that she longed for the white she-cat to stay and at least talk, though she wished they could become... friends. For the past three moons, Fruitfly had been alone and absent from much contact. She had become paranoid, but now that another was present, she warmed up quickly. However, she was unsure if this feline was similar to her. The way that she reached out for only one bite with the starving stomach she probably had was surely enough proof, though. Fruitfly would have done the exact same thing. This newcomer was not cold or aggressive or needy. She appeared to be friendly... she appeared to have the same longings as Fruitfly did. It was extremely difficult for Fruitfly to find another like her, so she was desperate to speak with this one now.

[FANG]

But who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do...
Solvince

The she-cat hestitated, not really wanting to be rude and eat it all, despite she had only taken a bite she didn't want Fruitfly to starve like herself either. She flattened her ears and slowly her mind screamed at her to leave. her face held weird emotions, and she noticed the Fruitfly's eyes probally held the same emotions Solvince was feeling, because the tortieshell sat down and studied Solvince. The pale gray she-cat shifted akwardlly as she shuffled her paws under Fruitfly's gaze.

She looked up in surprise as she barely had stood when Fruitfly told her to wait. The rich honey eyes gazed at the tortieshell, curiosuity flashing in her eyes as the other she-cat stepped forward. The loner tilted her head slightly to the side, signaling that she would wait as she slowly sat back down, the honey irises locked on Fruitfly. The tortieshell's wide friendly eyes and waving tail signaled that she meant no harm; she wanted to be friends. Solvince blinked in responce, not speaking.

She smiled slightly when Fruitfly begged for her name. Obviously someone was desperate. She raised her head as she watched the other she-cat, who seemed to be exactly like herself, which sent a jolt of surprise down her throat. Slowly, she blinked as her maw opened and she replied calmly. "Solvince is my name. And who are you?" came the reply as the she-cat blinked and flickered his tail tip, obviously she was inviting to be friendly with Fruitfly.She was just as curious about Fruitfly as Fruitfly was about her. Maybe they were alike, in ways. And not many - no, very few where like herself. Was Fruitfly?

[angie.!?]

I ' M A M E R E S I L H O U T T E A G A I N S T T H E S K Y
F R U I T F L Y

As the other paused and stared at Fruitfly, excitement and wonder developed inside. Would this new friendship last? How would this pretty gray she-cat react? As her jaw opened, the words containing her unique name slipped out. "Solvince is my name. And who are you?" Fruitfly's tail swished in the dirt, her pale yellow eyes observing the one called Solvince carefully. She appeared to be trustful and worthy of bearing Fruitfly's precious name on her lips. After all, she had given her title to Fruitfly to remember, hadn't she? Thus, a true and long-lasting happiness might last between them. After a brief silence, Fruitfly responded with tender care in her speech, for she knew words were essential but could be quite deadly and/or threatening. "They call me Fruitfly, and so I wear those syllables quite proudly. Now, Solvince, where do you come from? I am just another wanderer -- another cat who is a mere shadow. One who longs to make a difference in the world and to be recognized, but simply, I cannot muster the courage to do so. I am on a search for the solid truth. After such carefully placed murmurs, Fruitfly curled her restless tail around her paws and gave Solvince a sideways, innocent glance, as she meant no harm or offense to be done.

ooc: short post Dx.

[FANG]

But who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do...
Solvince

The gray she-cat flicked her tail, letting it go in a 180 dgree line before curving it around her paws, her eyes thoughtfully on Fruitfly, who still had yet to proclaim her name. Her eyes gleamed at Fruitfly's words and she flicked her tail. Fruitfly... unusual name, like her own. She liistened when asked where she came from - why did this other cat want to know that? The female paused, slowly looking at Fruitfly. Fruitfly... Nice name. I'm from nowhere in particular, basicly a loner who roams wishing this chaotic world would calm down and become the way of the clans again, as the stories tell of four clans with rulers and cats whom follow a leader, but that can never happen , not when Bloodclan still exists, haunting our dreams, and just lurking in shadows, not even attempting to get off their butts and do anything, while they think they have the power to torture us all? No! it's not right, When they destroyed the clans, they probally thought that they have control over us all! They are what is posioning us all! came her defiant snarl as the thoughts of Bloodclan appeared in her mind. Bloodclan thought they had power over all the stray cats around here, but they were wrong. Her fur ruffled, she looked at Fruitfly apologeticly, not meaning to sound snarly or angry.

ooc- It' fne <3. My post sucked Dx. Solvince is ranting on Bloodclan xD[/size]