1x1 Worrior's RP Bloodclan

[wolfyattitude]

She questioned his glare, before shaking her head, annoyed by him.

[A~Random~Fox]

Nightmoon followed the leader into a den in the ground, and waited for the she-cat to enter after him.

[wolfyattitude]

She strode into the den, her fur flat though she was weary of the stranger. She took her place in the larger than normal den, and sat, curling her fluffy long tail around her dainty paws. She may have seemed like a pretty, fragile she-cat, but she was a formidible opponent who could deliver lethal, often fatal blows in combat. Her fur prickled with anticipation, though her thoughts were interuppted by the murmurs of cats just outside. She waved her tail in dismissal, and many dipped their heads in apoligy before stalking away back into the shadows, though her close friend Fangeyes, did not stray far from her. He was obviously concerned for her safety around the stranger, but she could fight quite well, and he had nothing to worry about. She was about to question this, 'Nightmoon', but resisted, letting Scourge have the first word. She had prepared herself previously for a fight if the stranger became hostile, and had a plan. Counter attack, dodge etc before delivering several shattering blows in a matter of seconds. Of course, this plan would only be put to use if the cat was hostile, which had a 50/50 chance.

[A~Random~Fox]

scourge sat, and looked the cat in the eyes. "I am Scourge, leader of Bloodclan, and this is Velvitpelt, our deputey." He said, nodding his head at velvitpelt. Nightmoon shifted his paws uncomfortably.
"Velvitpelt, tell him a little about our clan while i deal with the mess he made." He said, wandering out of the den to help the bloodstrewn cats who had faught Nightmoon.

[wolfyattitude]

She dipped her head at the mention of her name.
"Of course." She replied, watching as Scourge left.
"This is Bloodclan. It's watch your back or your dead. Some of us are caring, others brutal. I happen to be one of them. Don't get on my bad side. If you want to live in peace make allies. We live near these dumpsters, avoiding the twolegs. When times are harsh, we eat there waste. That's it for you." She spoke, getting straight to the point.

[A~Random~Fox]

Velvitpelt! and what a suiting name it was! He Admired her get-to-it personality, but the glint in her eyes told him there was something more to this not-so-upbeat cat. Maybe he could help her have a little fun? He smiled at that thought, but his smile quickly died away at the she-cat's words.

[wolfyattitude]

She sat, watching him take in her words with interest. To be perfectly honest, to her he was just another cat that would get swept away in the devastating rain that was Bloodclan, perhaps he would live, perhaps he would die. She yawned, slightly impatiently.

[A~Random~Fox]

Scourge pawed back into the den, and sat. "Nightmoon, you are an amazeing fighter! Would you like to join bloodclan?" He asked. Nightmoon's eyes widened. They wanted him in this savage clan? he only faught to survive, and he was perfactly content liveing as a loner, and passing by a few friends at a time. not becomeing a savage, fighting other cats for food and terrriotory, shedding blood, and horrifying others! Terror swept through him a he thought. Could he ever join such a horrible clan of cats? Wold he make it out alive if he chose not to accept his offer?

[wolfyattitude]

She sat, her beautiful round blue eyes awaiting an answer. She curled her tail around her paws, her eyes flickering to Scourge occassionally. Her eyes told Nightmoon not to underestimate him due to his size. She had seen him kill with a single flick of the paw, and she admired him for it.

[A~Random~Fox]

He gulped, not sure how to answer this.
"um... can i...uh, think about it?" He asked cautiously.
"very well." he answered, and dissmissed him with a flick of the tail. "velvitpelt, make sure none of the cats try anything stupid." he told her.