Oh, Joy...It's You...

[NIXX]

OOC: DanaBelle
For Tarmac and Adeline, sorry it took me like a year and a half to make this thread. And excuse the last sentence I hate it, but I felt like it need to end in that sentence! 
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Tarmac was in a pissy mood, but then again he was always in a bad mood these days. Today, was different though, or atleast he kept telling himself today was different. In reality, it was just a normal day, with a much angry Tarmac. The tom couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen. Something he really wished wouldn't happen. He wasn's sure what it was though, it was probably just because he was hungry. Cats don't have a sixth sense like that, or maybe those that were religious did. 

The tom shook his head, clearing his mind of all those confusing thoughts swirling around in his head. He was supposed to be hunting for his meal, not worrying about the supernatural. Sighing, he lifted his head to the sky and took in a deep breathe, scenting the area in hopes of getting lucky and finding something right off the bat. but, of course life wasn't that into giving handouts. Instead of scenting prey, he scented another cat, a scent that was almost familiar to him. Memories flashed through his head at the barely there scent, he had to follow the trail. Crouching down, he carefully begun to stalk his way closer following the ever growing, stronger scent. 

[DanaBelle]

It's alright, no rush. ^^
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Brown fur rustled among the undergrowth. The shrubbery was heavy with snow and each movement caused a stir. A pair of golden circles glinted in the shadows. The owners gaze was fixed upon a snow hare. If she managed to catch it, she could make the meal last a while.

Slithering forward like a viper, she placed her paws carefully. She took caution of the places where the snow was crisp so as not to step there. She didn't want to risk any warning sounds to reach the target. A tail length apart and she struck, her fangs clamping onto the neck, piercing through the fur and skin and cutting off the blood flow. The snow beneath her was splattered with a vibrant red.

Grunting, the she-cat pulled the hare towards her makeshift den beneath the gnarled roots of an old oak. She was a large cat, but even for her the weight of the kill was great. With this cold season and the heavy snowfall finding prey was near impossible. She thanked her lucky stars she was able to eat after so long.

[NIXX]

Tarmac managed to follow the scent all the way to a large oak tree. He looked the tree up and down, there was no way the scent went up, whoever the scent belonged to had to be on the otherside of the tree. Right as that thought went through his mind the sound of something dragging hit his ears. He knew now for sure someone was on the otherside of that tree, who it was? That was a totally different question.

Ever so slowly, he made his way around the massive oak, taking just enough time to see the other cat before he pounced. It wasn't like him to do someting so rash, like jump a cat. but here he was doing just that. He kept his claws sheathed, he didn't want to hurt the cat, just knock them of balance. For now, atleast. Just until he figured out where he knew that scent from and what the cat was up to. After he got that infromation he would be out of their way.

[DanaBelle]

The mottled tabby let out a muffled cry as she was knocked to her side. Her jaw instinctively released it's hold of the hare and it slid a whisker length away from her.

She scrambled to her feet, hissing furiously. The she-cats fur bristled and her spine arched, tail raised and frizzled. Her ears flattened against her head. "It's mine! I caught it!" her slits narrowed, a sliver of black in the honey pools that glared at the attacker. A closer look and she noticed that the newcomer looked familiar. The scent too, did not smell foreign. Her body did not ease out of the defensive curve, but her fur began to lay flat. "Do I know you?"

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It's depressingly short, I'm sorry.

[NIXX]

Tarmac's whole body froze as the sound of the she-cats voice hit his ears, he would know that voice from anywhere. Quickly, he removed himself from the she-cat, his face was stotic. No emotion played on his rough features. He watched her, trying to make sure it was who he suspected. The moment she lifted her head to sniff his scent, he knew for sure who this she-cat was.

Do I know you?

The tom almost laughed, almost."Oh dear Adeline,"An almost cruel smile had made its way onto the large toms face. "You don't remember me? I am almost hurt by that." He hissed out, in an oddly sweet manor. The way he was acting would be terrifying to a lesser cat.