What? Who? Birch you say...(Amber)

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OOC: Oh dear lord o.o So little muse. Birch needs to come out for me to get more muse

The massive, black furred form of Rizen slipped through the trees, entering quite the clearing. Colored flowers speckled the yellowing grass, birch trees surrounding the clearing. His golden amber eyes stared around the clearing, searching for a cat to interact with.'Only if their was someone interesting to interact with...Ga, like there is any cat of the sort' He thought slightly angered, for he knew no one was very interesting out there.

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ooc: pfffahahahahhh
I'll set this before the Wildpaw incident, so that he can meet Birchflame first. c;
muse: very high
music: none :c

Today was a day for hunting.

Not that pathetic little skirmish between helpless morsels and hungry predators, no, no. Today was different. Today, he ached to sink his claws into something bigger, to bite into flesh that would thrash and struggle with purpose. Today would be a marvelous day; bright, sunny, warm, the leaves just starting to turn, the smaller trees swaying gently in the breeze. but today, he would splatter them with all sorts of shades, and the dancing branches would stand still.

Today was a day for hunting.

...Or so he was told. He knew that Six wouldn't leave him be until he caught something, as he hadn't in an awful while. The last time he had hunted was the little incident with Owl...Owl... what was it again?... which had been several moons ago, and his companion was growing restless. That hadn't even been a proper hunt. Birchflame feared what he might do if he wasn't satisfied, which was what brought him here, crouched beneath the branches of some prickly bush, watching some random stranger standing there, completely vulnerable, totally oblivious, gaping around at his surroundings like a dimwit. Perfect. This one should be easy.

Slipping out from his cover, he came from the rear, closing the distance between he and his prey with long, graceful strides. Closer. Closer. Closer. The tall, slender tom's pelt blazed in the sun's glow, and as he neared, his swirling amber gaze darkened. Almost...

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OOC: Okie dookie

Rizen listened closely to the rustle of the leaves, and a scent drifted into his nostrils. Coming from right behind him."Why are you stalking me?" He called, his voice bored as he turned around to a handsome tom crouched down behind him. His large, muscular body was quite threatening to many, as he was twice the size of an average cat. His golden amber eyes stared dully down at the tom who had attempted to assault him, his tail twitching slightly.

"Why did you try to assault me?" He meowed casually, settling down in the yellowing grass, his slick, short black fur shining in the afternoon sun.

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ooc: short reply sorry school is a shit
muse: fine because school is a shit
music: none because school is a shit

All of a sudden the mountainous back was replaced by dull lemon eyes and a bored stare. The cat who had only moments before appeared to be completely oblivious had turned on him and was now staring the fiery warrior down with apparent disdain. Could he be... looking down on him...? Slowing his pace until he stood still, Birchflame returned the stranger's alluring stare with a rich amber glare of his own. Up close, he had noticed something peculiar about the tom; to meet his gaze evenly, Birchflame had to tilt his head up.

This cat was taller than him.

Oh no, nobody looked down on Birchflame.

Bristling, the SunsetClanner fought to keep his cool as he replied, "Oh. Sorry. Must've mistaken you for someone else." The irritated tom didn't even try to make it sound convincing, and his claws sunk into the ground as he added, "...fatass." Scanning the (rather dashing) tom's features with a critical eye, he then commented helpfully, "Someone's been getting along well with his Twolegs. Waddled out to play for a bit?"

ooc: sass

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OOC: Short cuz I am rushing

The massive tom raised an eyebrow at the (handsome) tom, studying his features with a careful eye."I would call myself more muscular, and if you dare call me a kittypet again, you will lose one of your pretty eyes, my friend." He threatened, his deep, smooth voice spiking with anger slightly when he said "Kittypet" Oh, how he loathed that title, and oh how he wanted to escape his past. The rogue stared down at the clan cat with questioning eyebrow, before it got to him,"Is it my amazing muscular and tall build that is getting to you? Well, that can be fixed." Rizen meowed, shrugging as he settled down in the yellowing grass, now staring up at the tom,"Is that better?" He asked, not exactly wanting confrontation from such a dashing tom.