-Worth- wrote:3, you missed the number 3, sorry i guess i wasn't paying attion
(It's okay. It was #3 and #7, but you didn't have to name both. We can start role-playing! Worth, I'm sorry, but I couldn't find a picture of a cat with golden marks on google. Is the cat I put up instead okay?)
"Rogues," huffed Hawky. "They're so dumb. They'll fight for anything." She turned away from the two toms and stalked away, ears twisting at every single sound. Quick paw-steps ahead told her their was prey. "Shhh," she ordered Cloud, and crouched. Sensing the air she smelled their was not just prey, but also another cat.
It's a small kitten like us.
Sensing the air again, she shuddered.
But not too small.
Either way, she figured that the squirrel was her's and bunched her muscles, preparing to leap. Instead, a rocky colored tom sprung first, killing the squirrel quickly. Growling, and without thinking twice, Hawky entered behind him and swatted him across the nose. "That was my prey, big-shot." She growled, and grabbed the squirrel in her jaws.
"Hey! Give that back! I caught it," The gray tom called after her, obviously furious. "Losers weepers!" Hawky hissed, charging through the trees where Cloud waited. Her ears told her that the tom was chasing in pursuit. "Know any battle skills?" She whispered. Cloud looked at her curiously. "Why?" At that instance the tom appeared in their small hiding spot. "'Cause of that!" Hawky replied fearfully.







