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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 27, 2011 15:45:19 GMT -5
((yeah, they are. And its like one of those wooden stores))
Wind looked up from the death bite he gave the mouse. Two toms that looked the same, where on the other side of the chair; thought the bigger one was right in front of him. "I am Wind Tiger of the Alleyways." he meowed, his voice hard, and deep. He scooted back with his mouse, keeping his claws outstreched. "If you are Chainsaw's followers, I will show no mecry!"
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Post by Storm on Aug 27, 2011 18:35:00 GMT -5
Jason stalked through a dark alley, even if it was Sunhigh, and kept low to the ground. He always felt strange when he wandered through out the town. As though someone was watching him closely. He shuddered and continued onwards. Perking his ears at a sudden hiss coming from one of the butcher shops beside him, he declared that it was only some unlucky cat found by the twoleg. |
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 27, 2011 19:23:13 GMT -5
Basilisk sighed in annoyance. His belly growled loudly, almost obnoxiously 'Leviiiiiiiiiiiii.... I'm hungryyyyyyyyy..." he whined, collapsing on the ground and putting on a pouting face.
Leviathon raised an eyebrow at his dramatic brother, but kept walking without a word.
Basilisk got back up and widened his eyes in mock shock and sadness. "You would leave your own brother to starve to death?! Levi! How could yooooooouuuuuu?" he whined, grabbing his brother's tail between his teeth and plopping his rump firmly on the ground. But Leviathon dragged him along anyways.
(TLP)
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Post by Sweetleaf on Aug 27, 2011 20:19:16 GMT -5
"Chainsaw?" Bolt almost broke out laughing, then added "Why would we be one of that mouse-brain's followers? Besides, we're pretty sure he killed out mother." Bolt's face turned more serious at his last entence. He knew who Chainsaw was, but had never actually met the cat in person. And from the storys his mother used to tell him, he never wanted to meet the cat in person."Oh, and I'm Bolt. That's my brother, Dash." he added.
"Bolt!" Dash looked back at his brother, "Why'd you tell him our names? How do we know we can even trust this cat." he whispered, anger in his tone. They knew nothing about this cat, and his brother had told 'Wind Tiger' about their mother.
Bolt rolled his eyes, sometimes his tabby brother could be over causious. "He looks perfectly trustable to me." he whispered calmly, trying to convince Dash. Wind Tiger didn't look that bad, and he was certainly a hater of Chainsaw, which was a good thing.
"Yeah well you can't decide that from looks!" Dash hissed back, being careful to make his voice quiet. He didn't want the strange cat to over hear them, "And I'm pretty sure 'trustable' isn't a word." he added.
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Post by Storm on Aug 27, 2011 21:41:05 GMT -5
Jason sighed and spotted a trash-can just ahead of him. He licked his chops and quickened his pace into a trot. When he reached it, he literally dove into it. He pawed through all the twoleg trash until he found a half-eaten sandwhich. He climbed out of the trash-can with the sandwhich in his jaws, and cautiously bit into it.
Sadly, it didn't have any meat in it, but Jason had to live off of something. When he finished, he sat down with his tail curled around his paws, and began to groom himself. |
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 30, 2011 14:40:24 GMT -5
Wind raised an eyebrow at the two brothers. "So you not Chainsaw's followers? That's good then, because would habe ripped your throarts out." he meowed, turning around, and then pushed the mouse towards the toms with his foot. "It was your prey in the first place, I suggest taking it." Wind said behind his back as he went down the hall cramped with cerail boxes.
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Post by Sweetleaf on Aug 30, 2011 15:17:48 GMT -5
"Uh...thanks!" Bolt called after the cat, ignoring the annoyed glance from Dash
. "You've got to learn to stop being so..friendly." he meowed, pushing the mouse over to Bolt, who nodded a thanks and began to eat. After the two gulped down their mice they sprang back up from their sitting positions. Bolt had a half of mind to go racinh after Wind Tiger and ask him a whole bunch of questions.
"You know, if he hates Chainsaw so much, maybe we could-" Bolt started, but was cut of by Dashes annoyed meow.
"Don't even say it, Bolt." he growled, though the tabby tom was staring off in the direction that Wind Tiger left. "Wait..maybe you're...right." he choked out, not really wanting to admit that his brother was right.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 30, 2011 15:29:04 GMT -5
Wind panced down the allel, scanning the shelves for any mice. Spotting one shewing into a noddle box, he raised an eyebrow at it. With a quick few even steps, he lunged at the suprised rount, and then kill it by biting its neck. Hearing a gruff voice behind him, he saw the store-owner looking down at him. Wind blinked at the old man, knowing his wasn't going to hurt him. He had visit this place a thousand times, and was usefull for catching the mouse in there.
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Post by Sweetleaf on Aug 30, 2011 15:36:39 GMT -5
"Huh?" Dash saw an old twoleg apear into veiw, he around the place Wind Tiger headed off too. "Quick under the chair!" Dash knocked into his brother, they both scrambled under the wooden chair. It wasn't much of a hiding spot, but the two didn't know their way around this place. It was their first time there (they mostly went to other places around the Allyways) and they weren't sure whether this twoleg was friendly or not either.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 30, 2011 16:00:28 GMT -5
Wind shugged his shoulders at the old Twoleg before going off to hunt some more. Glancing back over his shoulder, he watched as the old man went back to the cashretiser to help a cumsoter. Spotting the toms he saw ealier, he raised an eyebrow at them. "You can come out, he won't hurt you." Wind said, putting his kill under a chair to get later.
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