|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on May 29, 2008 23:32:33 GMT -5
Smiling, Spider uncovered his mouse and grasped it gently but firmly between his teeth. He slipped through the grass and bounded up the rickety steps onto the porch. He dropped his mouse at his paws and stared at Nightshade, his head tilted ever so slightly. "You're carrying that mouse like you're a kittypet," he mocked.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on May 30, 2008 0:03:58 GMT -5
Nightshade dropped the mouse and frowned. "It's the way we carried mice in the mountains," she meowed, voice dangerously soft. "In the winter the blood on the body would freeze around our mouths. So we did this instead. Much more comfortable--it's just instinct." She flicked her tail with a faint air of disapproval.
|
|
|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on May 31, 2008 1:44:04 GMT -5
"Oh," Spider whispered. "I didn't mean to offend you...I mean...I was just teasing." Feeling uncomfortable he sat down and started eating his mouse hurriedly. He paused in his eating and swallowed. "Is life really that hard in the mountains?" he asked looking up," My life seems to pathetic."
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on May 31, 2008 10:07:31 GMT -5
Nightshade looked skyward--actually at the canopy of the porch--as she thought. Finally she turned her gaze back to Spider. "Well, mostly in the winter. The winds get pretty fast sometimes. We have to breathe a lot faster because the air is so thin and a lot of prey disappears as we get above the tree line. Most of the mice are in the forest. Sometimes in the winter we have to go lower on the mountain just to find food. We've had cats starve and others die from eating deathberries. It's not easy." She paused for a moment, curling her tail. "It had to have been bad for my father. He came all the way from BeachClan; apparently it's warm there."
|
|
|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jun 1, 2008 19:39:14 GMT -5
Spider sat there, not sure what to say. Nightshade's life seemed to be filled with adventure and excitement. He was a common rogue. "It's cold in BeachClan too. The winds that come off the ocean can be a little chilly. That's why the cats there have fluffy pelts to keep out the cold and the sand." He licked his lips and his paws.
"I used to live on a farm. There were rows of trees and plenty of birds. The twolegs let us stay because they didn't like the birds. It was close to the big twoleg place where my mother came from aswell. I miss her."
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on Jun 1, 2008 20:55:46 GMT -5
"Interesting." Nightshade lowered her head and a dropped her jaw to rid her mouth of the mouse's bones. "Is there anywhere warm around here? Besides here, I mean.
"A farm must be nice. I would like to go to one sometime...assuming that the twolegs don't feed you? They probably wouldn't with the birds and all..." She tilted her head, pondering Spider's words.
|
|
|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jun 1, 2008 21:12:06 GMT -5
"It gets quite warm in the forests," he meowed. "There isn't any proper farms around here. Some twolegs leave out meat which is nice. Some is posioned though so I tend to try and advoid it as most as possible. I actually like kittypet food. You don't have to chase it." He smiled blissfully.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on Jun 2, 2008 14:47:28 GMT -5
"I don't," Nightshade meowed. "It goes against everything I ever knew--even though most twolegs stayed away from our territories. Why would they poison the meat? After all, it seems like all they want to do is feed cats. They adore kittypets, at least." She curled her tail around the mouse's femur and flicked it several fox-lengths away.
|
|
|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jun 3, 2008 0:35:29 GMT -5
"Some twolegs don't like cats. You can tell a cat loving twoleg from a cat hating twoleg easily," he explained. "Cats dig up their 'gardens' and eat their pet birds. Yes, they keep birds in little dens called 'cages'"
He laughed and chased after the mouse femur and battered it back. "Some kittypets aren't adored by their twolegs. Some get hurt by their masters."
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on Jun 3, 2008 15:10:19 GMT -5
Nightshade scoffed. "That's not right. Twolegs are stupid. Why would they keep birds in cages in the first place? It just makes it easier for them to be eaten. And that's just...not right. Only cats should be beating up other cats. Now can you see why warriors stay away from kittypets?"
|
|
|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jun 7, 2008 17:49:28 GMT -5
"Twolegs are weird creatures," he meowed in agreement. He yawned and flicked his tail across his muzzle. "But not all twolegs are bad. Dream has nice housefolk. They give her lots of not-mice and catnip."
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on Jun 8, 2008 17:15:12 GMT -5
"Not-mice? As in kittypet food?" Nightshade winced. What honorable cat would even think about eating cardboard from a dish, supplied by--the worst part--a twoleg? Catnip wouldn't be so bad. She had encountered some on her travels...it had been delightful to roll in. "Catnip is great, though," the rogue admitted sheepishly.
|
|
|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jun 12, 2008 0:02:07 GMT -5
Spider shook his head. "No. They like like mice but they don't taste like mice or smell like mice so we call them...not-mice!" He flicked his tail and bounded down the steps, back into the grass.
"Catnip is fun but Dream says and Suntail says it is important to warriors and we musn't use it." He snorted at the idea. "Catnip is so fun. Why would seriours warriors want it? Did MountainClan have catnip?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on Jun 12, 2008 11:15:26 GMT -5
"That is really weird." Nightshade cleared the stairs in one leap and landed lightly next to Spider. "How can something look like a mouse and not be a mouse? And what could warriors possibly want with catnip, really? I adore it." She gave her chest fur a quick lick before continuing on. "There was a bit in MountainClan, yes, but down the mountainside in the forest. You could only really find it in no-snow. Even then the medicine cat would go down and hoard it for snow-cover. It's not fair."
|
|
|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jun 13, 2008 15:45:53 GMT -5
Spider stared at Nightshade blankly. "No-snow? Snow-cover?" he echoed. He shook his head and suddenly leapt at Nightshade, his claws sheathed. "Surprise!" he yowled.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on Jun 13, 2008 17:17:54 GMT -5
Nightshade yowled in surprise as Spider pounced on her. Her instincts came into play as a stronger force than any training she may have recieved. She kept her claws sheathed but kicked out at him with her hind leg, merely trying to force him off.
|
|
|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jun 24, 2008 22:53:01 GMT -5
Spider grunted as he was forced off her and thrown to the ground. He wiggled back onto his stomach and rose onto his hind legs, forepaws held out. "Lesson's on fighting!" he meowed cheerfully.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on Jun 25, 2008 9:39:00 GMT -5
"Hooray," she mewed, faintly sardonic. "If one of us get hit do we have to die?" Nightshade sized Spider up for a moment before running as quickly as she could to his right side, tail held out at a ninety-degree angle to the left. "If I manage to trip you please don't fall on me."
|
|
|
|
Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jun 27, 2008 0:24:55 GMT -5
Spider fell sideways and skirted around her. "You would've died ages ago then!" he laughed, proding her flank with a paw. "Scratch. Claw," he meowed.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tiger on Jun 27, 2008 10:54:06 GMT -5
"Mkay," she meowed, dashing in Spider's direction. At the last minute, she swerved to the left and made a sudden turn. Nightshade leapt at him from the side, poised to impact. Her paws were flattened but she had not unsheathed her claws.
|
|
