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Post by Frostbite }} on Apr 12, 2012 15:15:34 GMT -5
The tan and white she cat padded slowly though the two leg territory. She didnt give one crap about what went on here. She wasnt really a runner. If something was in her way she would fight her way around it.
Crank was a cat you didnt want to cross paths with. walking the roads with her claws always out but gracefully moving through out the forest floor and between tight spaces you name it.
Crank was a rogue. She hated other cats. She didnt make friends. She was skinny. Never ate a single thing. She can hunt but when she does its for play and thinks of it as a game. She would rip of the piece of prey and then walk away from it. Usually thats how she left her mark on things. Walking around with blood on her mouth and paws amde her feel better about who she was.
Leaping ontp of a white wooden fence she looked out into the land and lashed her tail from side to side. Blinking slowly she walked along the top of the fense and then came to a post and sat down carefully and placed her tail over her paws. Her yellow eyes scanned the area looking for any type of prey that might be calling her name.
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Post by Razor on Apr 12, 2012 16:19:32 GMT -5
Church slowly disbanded from the territory of the clan cats, clearly full of anger. Once again his plans were ruined. "I swear the next time that cat randomly shows up again i'm going to impale the nearest living thing I see." he exclaimed in frustration. Church wasn't easily angered, but this was getting repetitive. His tail swishing back and forth he approached the clutter of two-leg houses blocking his way. He clawed his way up a fence and launched across to the ground.
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Post by Frostbite }} on Apr 12, 2012 16:27:47 GMT -5
Crank soptted a mouse not far from her in the grass and was ready to pounce for it when it raced away through the grass. The she cat hissed and turned to see why it ran. Your kidding me right? she thought as she looked at the tom jump onto the fence.
Watching him with an eyebrow raised she followed the tom with her eyes. She had seen him ebfore but never actually spoke directly to him. giving a few blink she got comfortbale on the fence and lied down still looking at the tom.
"You know if you keep talking to yourself other cats might think your crazy." Looking away from the other cat she searched the grass again foranything she was able to kill for pleasure.
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Post by Razor on Apr 12, 2012 17:23:35 GMT -5
Church turned around. "What?" he asked looking around. He looked back up at the fence to see a tan and white she-cat. He gave a small smile "Please. Compared to clan cats i'm the most sane cat they'll ever meet. Considering they talk to 'kitties in the sky'." he asserted. Church chuckled, this might be amusing for the time being. He sat down waiting for a response, hoping this would cure his anger.
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Post by Frostbite }} on Apr 12, 2012 17:31:38 GMT -5
Crank rolled her eyes and jumped off the fense and padded towards the tom a few steps but kept her distance. "Never got how those flea bags believe that cats, dead cats in the sky answer their prayers and wishes and what not. Stupid I call it." She kept her eyes on the tom as she padded past the tom and letting her tail slide under his chin. Crank padded on and then suddenyly stopped seeing a mouse run away into a hole and out of sight. giving a hiss she dug her claws into the ground. She was starving. This time she would be hunting for food but it would be a few more days until she should eat again. The other times she woul kill would be just for pleasure.
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Post by Razor on Apr 12, 2012 18:06:33 GMT -5
Church listened, agreeing with everything she said. "I take it you've had encounters before?" he concluded. He felt her tail move against him and raised a brow "Well now..." he commented. He went silent watching her become aggressive seeing a mouse run away. "You know, eating once in a while really helps you from dying. Need some assistance?" Church offered walking up beside her. Flicking his tail he padded past her "We just have to find an abandoned house and they be everywhere." he informed glancing back to see if she was following. "Know any place like that?"
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Post by Frostbite }} on Apr 12, 2012 18:25:02 GMT -5
Crank looked back at the tom and watched him silently. Flicking her ear she followed the om a few feet back. He asked about an abandon house. Crank riased an eyebrow and mewed, "Do I look like a tracking dog to you? all the houses i have been to either throw stuff at me or theres a dog there willing to bite my tail off." Rolling her eyes she padded on next to the tom and mewed, "If your able to find a house that doesnt have those things all power to you.."
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Post by Razor on Apr 12, 2012 18:35:45 GMT -5
Church chuckled "Yeah, thought not." he had a few ideas of places that were possible to find a food source. He narrowed his eyes "All power huh, I think that can be arranged. Follow me princess." he responded grinning. Church had never been more enthusiastic about something in his live besides now, and for a good reason. He walked towards the road, once there they could scout around. "So. Where are you from?" he decided small talk would shorten the time of things.
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Post by Frostbite }} on Apr 12, 2012 18:41:08 GMT -5
Crank growled at the sound of him calling her princess. She was from that. "Oh im sorry, but im far from a princess if you couldnt tell. Like i want that pampered life of being in a house and living by rules and sleeping in doors and hving to go get things poked inside your skin from two legs with white fur all over them yeah sounds like such a life to me.." Crank followed the tom and trotted nexto him on the path of where ever it leads.
Looking side ways at his question she gave a laugh and mewed, "Like i should know? how about my mother who ran away.. leaving me and father alone.." Her stomach growled and it was getting easier to her rib cage. Yet she walked with attitude and as if nothing was bothing her.
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Post by Razor on Apr 12, 2012 18:47:43 GMT -5
He laughed looking at her "Everyone needs to be pampered once in a while. Makes everyone feel good." he replied quite cheerful. However his happy expressions went to glum hearing her answer. He fell silent and replaced his eyes back on the path to the road. Once there he gazed around. "Well, this is going to be splendid." he muttered starting off to the left. "We'll search this side of the neighborhood."
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Post by Frostbite }} on Apr 12, 2012 18:52:13 GMT -5
Crank stopped next to tom and looked in his direction. Her ear gave a slight move but she just stood looking. It looked pretty quiet. She looked at the tom then back at the place and mewed, "Well the food isnt just gonna come up to us and beg us to kill it.." Crank trotted into the neighborhood and slipped through an open hole in a wooden fence. She poked her head out of the hole and mewed, "What? got cold paws? Let's go."
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Post by Razor on Apr 12, 2012 19:00:06 GMT -5
Church turned to Crank watching her go off in a different direction. "We playing follow the leader?" he asked running over to her. Watching her squeeze through the whole he had doubts "You sure this is a good place?" he looked up at the house. Looked like something out of a nightmare. He looked back down at her "Yeah...lets go into the possible murder house. Sounds fun." he crouched down and crawled through. Getting through on the other side he sighed. The grass was large and wild. Any longer and the place could have been a jungle. "This seems pleasant." he meowed.
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Post by Frostbite }} on Apr 12, 2012 19:08:28 GMT -5
Crank was now having her doubts. yet if she turned around now she would be looked at as a coward. She didnt need that. not in front of him at least. Taking in a deep breath she slowly padded infront of the tom and let the grass parted as she walked on. Keeping her eyes foward she looked around and slowly let her ears flattened against her head seeing how creepy this was getting. Looking up at the house she felt her mucles tense up and her fur puffing out.
Things seemed to be going well until she stepped on a twig and not even a tail length infront of her a flock of crows flew out of the tall grass screeching and flapping wings all around her. Heart racing before she knew it she was on the ground pressed so far down she was almost part of the earth. Watching the crows gather up ontop of the house one gave out another call and Crank was now shaking.
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Post by Razor on Apr 12, 2012 19:26:13 GMT -5
Church followed close behind, often glancing behind himself. This place gave him the creeps. And by noticing how she was acting the feeling was mutual. He shielded his face from the grass so the blades wouldn't poke his eyes. "I just hope we can have our fun time before we get brutally killed." he mentioned his voice blank of emotion.
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Post by Frostbite }} on Apr 12, 2012 19:30:04 GMT -5
Crank followed the tom and looked around as she walked. She hated it here. Every bone in her body was telling her this was wrong. Yet she couldnt say a word. Still trembling from the birds she padded on and followed clodely behind him and kept all eyes and ears alert.
Ever been here before? she asked flowwing in his paw steps. She herself had never been to this part of town. What she was doing was looking around for an escape route just incase anything did happen she was able to herself and this tom out of harms way.
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