by nikiforovv. » Wed Jul 29, 2015 2:46 am
(I will RolePlay Metta In My First Post, Since She's In The RolePlay{somewhat.})
Edgetail awoke to the sound of cats talking and arranging patrols, and saw some kits playing around with their mother's tail. He picked himself up and walked over to the fresh-kill pile, which was running low on prey. He took the smallest mouse, since he thought about how many kits there were and how they were still growing. He wolfed down the mouse and felt tempted to grab another mouse, but then thought about what the leader might do to him if she found out he took extras. He padded around the camp examining where the safest places for kits and apprentices to play. His heart raced and he loped over to a hollow in a rock beside camp. I shoudld't lead kits and apprentices out of camp. He felt a little bit disappointed, because this would have been a nice and safe place for them. Outside camp though. he thought.
Metta stared at the twoleg kit coming towards her. Her heart raced, her mind full of fear. Why won't it leave me alone? she thought. The twoleg kit grabbed her tail. Metta yowled. The twoleg kit embraced her in it's fur-less paws.
Edgetail felt a pang of fear in his head. A Headache took over. "Agh!" he put his paw over his muzzle. Metta? he thought. A tremor went through him. Are You In trouble? he thought Metta might get his thought. His headache grew worse. "Fox Dung!" he hissed. "What is wrong?" he growled furiously and walked into camp again.
Are You In Trouble? Metta thought. Metta bit the twoleg kit. It yowled. Metta ran out of the small exit that there was on the twoleg's exit. She bounded away from the twoleg nest. "Mouse-Brained twoleg kit!" Metta hissed. "Why did it grab me? Does it think i'm prey?" Metta complained. Edgetail? W-was that you who said that? she thought maybe he could hear her.