Hello Stranger (Lunar)

[Wolf]

Tagged: Lunar

Wolfsbane awoke curled tightly in the hollow of a tree where she made her home and she yawned, her fluffy fur making her feel hot and cramped inside the small space. She squeezed out of the tree and stretched, her ears pricked to listen to her surroundings. I'd better hunt. She thought as her belly gnawed with hunger. Setting out, the tabby she-cat parted her jaws to scent for prey and other cats around her.

A few fox lengths ahead, she spotted a vole. Dropping into a crouch, she pulled herself forward over the underbrush and crept closer to her prey. In a graceful leap, she landed right on top of the vole, her claws sinking into its soft flesh as she delivered the death bite. Wolf contentedly looked at her catch, feeling proud of such a clean kill.

[ℓυиαя]

Man she had to get away for a while!

After being a loner for so long, joining a band of rogues had been.. a change of scenery for her even if it had been on her own terms. She despised spending time with anyone for a lengthy period of time but with the benefits came the burdens. Snarling underneath her breath, she stalked confidently through the trees enjoying her now rare solitude. How she missed this: the independence, the silence, the ability to do whatever she well pleased. Well.. it's not like she didn't do that all anyway even in this new lifestyle. She was untamable, uncaring and still a brute at heart.

A snarl distorted her striking features as she heard a rustle from somewhere not far from her. Turning with a lethal snarl, Arrow paced through the terrain until she stood glaring down at a young she cat clutching a vole proudly. Disgusting.

"What do you think you are doing rat?"

[Wolf]

Wolfsbane had heard the rogue approach and pricked her ears at other she-cat's snarl, turning to match her gaze with a cool glare. "Hunting prey near my den. At least that's what I think I'm doing, since you asked that question. What are you doing, rat?" She replied, sarcastically using the other cat's insult before sitting down to lick a paw. Her cool green eyes watched the hostile cat curiously. They appeared to be the same age and evenly matched in size.

[ℓυиαя]

Arrow gave the mousebrain a dry look but there were fire in her eyes. A rookie mistake, using the same insult right back. It showed a lack of creativity and intellect as far as Arrow was concerned. Peasant. A cruel smirk caressed her features. "I was being rudely interrupted by some badger unceremoniously making a racket, one that clearly lacks common sense." Ugh, what had happened out here while she was away? How was this.. stray, even alive? Flicking that tail of hers again, Arrow's eyes narrowed on the grey cat before her. She didn't have time for this. "Go back to your hole." With that she spun around and stalked off.

[Wolf]

"You're not from around here, are you rogue?" Wolf stood up and lightly padded over. "I know for a fact that you were just walking so nothing to interrupt." The tabby loner retorted. "Its been a long time since you picked a fight, hasn't it kitty?" Her green eyes taunted the cat, though she clearly showed no signs of aggression. Her white tail swished the ground and she flicked a leaf towards the stranger. "Not that you'd care to know, but my name's Wolfsbane. Can I know the name of the cat who was so keen on walking over just to insult me?" Wolf mewed, her head tipping to the side.

[ℓυиαя]

"Its been a long time since you picked a fight, hasn't it kitty?"

The loner couldn't be more right. Arrow's mind cast back to her run in with two Sunsetclanners about a moon ago. Her victims had been a small, tabby female and a slender, sandy tom although it had been impossible to tell that when they had left. The immense amounts of blood alone had been enough to disguise the identities of the two but it had been the deep scars along the tabby's face that had done the most amount of damage, that had been the high contributor to the blood that had coated her white fur.


Arrow didn't even know if the two had lived to get back to camp, and if they had, those scars wouldn't fade. They would never fade.


Turning her head to take in the irritating loner, Arrow's lips curled into a cruel grin and her eyes glazed over as she eyed the other female. Cocking her head to the side as her tail slashed and her claws unsheathed, Arrow replied in a husky, hungry voice. "You're right, it has been a while." Her grin exposed sharp canines and her muscles bunched, ready to tear through his loner like she had many others. Arrow prided herself on her fighting ability, having spent many a moon doing just that: fighting. 


And she was good.


Those Sunsetclanner's had been tribute to that.

[Wolf]

Wolfsbane eyed Arrow curiously, watching the rogue as she bunched her muscles and preparing to fight. "I'm not going to fight you, so don't get your hopes up. You have better cats to pick a fight with. A cat who won't fight isn't much fun for you, now is it? Even elders and kits try to fight when they know their life is at stake. Go ahead, kill me. I dare you. I don't have anything to lose." She mewed with a shrug, carelessly looking back at her kill and glancing back over at the grey and white she-cat before her.

[ℓυиαя]

Ah, the actions and words of a cat trying to avert the gaze of the hunter.

Nice try.

It was Arrow's turn to shrug. "I'm not fussy. You could just lie there for all I care." The fire that had once been in her eyes was now icy cold as she raised a claw and swung at the smaller loners face. That was the thing, Arrow didn't have morals. In her mind, if her opponent wasn't smart enough to fight for their life then that was their problem and theirs alone. Her face remained cold as she rained down blows with lethal claws down on her opponent, aiming for her face, neck and flank. The mask she wore was frightening and that of a killer.

[Wolf]

Wolfsbane fought back tirelessly, her whiskers twitching in what seemed to be...amusement? Her green eyes glowed as she defended herself and attacked the other she-cat, rearing up and scratching Arrow's face and then falling back to all fours to duck. "You know the only difference between you and me," She paused to swipe at Arrow's chest, "Is that I chose to live without a group!" She stepped back and sat down, her claws still unsheathed. "I would've joined a band of rogues but I dislike living in groups, that's why I'm a loner!" The tabby loner hissed. "I'm a cat, not a mouse. Cats don't prey on other cats. Not ones that live by themselves anyway. And by the looks of you, you left your band."

[ℓυиαя]

That had been Arrow's thinking too. It still was, she loved being alone, loved just worrying about herself but.. she now had an army of rogues on her side. The clans wouldn't stand a chance.

That's what it came down to: Sacrifice.

Something this lesser being wouldn't understand.

She clearly also didn't understand that Arrow could do anything she wanted and often took time away from the group. She lived as she pleased but had others that jumped at her command. Being the second in command sure had it's perks even if she did have to put up with others for a small portion of her day.

Dodging blows, Arrow spun and attacked the smaller cat from the side, catching a claw to the face as she did so. Instead of letting out a yowl she grinned as blood coated her fur. How she had missed this. Going to claw the she cat's side, Arrow then leaped over her body and slashed her other side with a low purr, those mismatched eyes dark and dangerous.


"That's where you are wrong, you are very much a mouse." That evil grin returned as she sliced at her opponents face with freshly sharpened claws.

[Wolf]

A low growl rumbled in her throat and she bit Arrow sharply in the hind leg. "Leave. Me. Alone." Wolfsbane hissed, slicing the larger she-cat with her claws with each syllable. "I'm not your prey, I just want to be left alone. Find another cat to engage in pointless battles with."

Turning, the loner kicked her hind legs out in Arrow's face and bolted for a tree, skillfully scaling it and crouching on a branch to watch the cat below her.

[ℓυиαя]

Her jaws parted in a smirk as the smaller loner sprinted up a tree and looked down at her. She could imagine what she looked like, her snow white pelt streaked with blood, her eyes feral, teeth sharp, hackles raised. Shaking out her hind leg which the little rodent had managed to bite, Arrow relished the pain. It reminded her of the old days. It also showed she still had it. but she knew that already.


Eyeing the other cat, Arrow slashed that tail of hers. "You scared mouse? Don't be, it's really not a good look on you." With that, Arrow span around and stalked away, keeping out of the cats reach.