We Can Dance with Danger (tagged)

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-Kinkblaze-

The two old tracks that ran parallel to each other were practically nonexistent. Leaves the color of fire had covered them in delicate shades of red, orange, and yellow. Each leaf was large and dry, cracking under the pawsteps of the young warrior. His orange tail swayed just over the leaves, blending in with some and standing out against others. In a way, Kinkblaze could have matched his surroundings if the majority of his body wasn't white. but, blending in didn't matter on this trip, for this was supposed to be an adventure.
Being a warrior now, there was no one that would bother to shoo him away from the old, strange two leg tracks the way he was when he was an apprentice. Granted, he wasn't too much older, but he had looked grown. It hadn't been long after the ceremony either. He was still green, still fresh, and he felt he could rub that off if he ventured here. There was no real danger, but the idea of a giant snake monster that had once curled it's way through here had him curious. Maybe it would rear it's ugly head.

Anyways, Kinkblaze continued to walk on, the scent of decaying leaves strong in his nose. It almost masked the scent of something else. but, a stirring breeze had pushed a familiar scent to him. It was only a second and he was sure it wasn't really there. What had graced his nose was the scent of Rowansky. Which was odd in itself. Surely that little she-cat wouldn't have tried to come out here on her own. Certainly not after that fox incident. Or maybe that didn't even shake her. Or maybe she followed him!

The thought made him feel violated in a way. This was his secret trek and he wanted to go it alone. His tail tip twitched as he sat in the leaves next to the strange path. Kinkblaze did feel foolish for thinking so suddenly that Rowansky was actually there just because he thought he caught her scent on the leaf - fall breeze. For all he knew he could have just walked over some weird smelling plant, who knew? He didn't.

Once again, he rose to his paws and trotted along, looking for any evidence of the Phantomed snake monster.

Tagged: Carotius
OOC: sorry it's a bit short. Phone posts, man.

[Carotius]

Trickle
OOC: FINALLY HERE

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Once again, she'd ended up close to the Unused Thunderpaths.

Rowansky clung to the shadows of the shrubs, watching the idiotic Clanmate of hers pacing the strange tracks of an unseen Twoleg monster that ran through the quieter parts of their Clan's territory. The elders had told stories of gigantic Snake Monster that roared down these paths, much louder and vicious that the regular monsters that the Clan cats see on ordinary Thunderpaths; this one was a stretch of several wooden blanks, joined together by myriads of a hard and rough material that, to Rowansky, seemed to have been originally a different form before time took its toll. Her former mentor had told her that last bit before, and she'd stuck to it for a good while.

but now, with leaf-fall, the colourful and dead leaves of the birches had floated down their branches to rest upon the forest floor, some landing on the odd Thunderpath that the LeafClan cats were warned to stay clear of. Of course, Kinkblaze over there, with his orange-masked face and orange tail with the curly fur, just enjoyed the prospect of adventure, by doing the exact opposite of the warning. Moons ago, it was Loudpaw (StarClan forbid if that tom got eaten by a badger), and now... Rowansky shook her head, a snort escaping her as she made her entrance into the clear.

"What in StarClan are you doing?!"

[Trickle]

What kind of beast could keep it's paws on these things... Kinkblazes white paws scratched at the cold, hard, stuff that was hidden under a thin layer leaves.  It was so thin and slippery, surely the snake monster would lose its place and fall right off.  He crouched down to give it a good sniff when a sudden sound scent him flying in to the air with fright.  His curly coat fluffed up twice it's size before the warrior actually realized where that little huff sound had come from.  It was not the angry gasp of a snake monster, it was the sigh of something much worse.  It was the sigh of a Rowansky.  

The tom couldn't decide whether to be embarrassed over the fact he looked like an odd sheep or the fact that he nearly jumped out of his own fur at the sound of a sigh.  Either way, his ears burned as he forced his fur to go back to its normal un-sheeplike curliness.  Kinkblaze turned to Rowansky with a silly catlike grin, "Well, I could ask you the same thing.  Sneaking up on a cat like that... pfft didn't your mother ever teach you any manners." The playful sarcasm dripped off of his tongue like the honey he had never tasted before.  His tail tip twitched and he sat down, his rump settling on the cool snake monster trail.  "but, if you were curious enough to STALK me all the way here then I suppose I could tell you."  The tom paused for dramatic effect, "I am here to see the snake monster, to dance with danger." His deepening voice held a hint of suspense and his eyes were alight with anticipation.

Being a warrior hadn't curbed his curious and adventurous tendencies, not one bit.  In fact, the urges were probably going to get stronger.  He eyed Rowansky, vaguely wondering if she was even remotely interested in the idea of adventure.  

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Rowansky couldn't help but to roll her eyes at how easily spooked Kinkblaze seemed, jumping into the air at the single snort that she emitted before her exclamation of exasperation. If that wasn't enough, the tom made himself look even more ridiculous with his curly fur, simply by puffing it out so much that he looked like a cloud transformed into the form of a feline; it was poofy and white, with tinges of orange where his flame points were, giving Rowansky the impression that the tom had fallen into a mash of red berries or something.

The ginger warrior forced herself to hold her tongue at Kinkblaze's first response. Her former mentor had urged her to learn self-control whenever things tug at the strings of her temper, and she'd been trying really hard to do as he requested, swallowing back the sassy comebacks and hot-tempered tirades that threatened to erupt at the first touch of irritation upon her pelt. Success rates were minimal, to say the least. So this time, she had to take a superbly deep breath, thinking happy thoughts for herself as the curly-furred tom continued to speak. Let's give him a chance. She eyed him with unamused green eyes, ears flicking in a show of disinterest. Maybe he just wants to take a look and that's a-

"ARE YOU DOG-GONE CRAZY?!" she cried, bounding the distance between them and practically shoving her forehead against his just so she could glare him down more intensely. "Sparkleap didn't spend the past whatever moons of your life to have you waste it away in one day, you mouse-headed dodohead!"

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A rich laugh rose up from Kinkblaze's chest and out of his jaws as Rowansky reacted to his reason for being here.  Clearly the idea wasn't appealing to her,  Oh, how he relished in the way he could get such aggressive reactions from her.  His shoulders shook and  took on a look of feigned offense as she called him a mouse-brained dodohead.  "Oh, you just broke my heart." He gasped, only taking a breath before saying, "It's only a waste if I die, Rowansky." He paused, realizing the words had rang together nicely.  Die, Rowansky. Hmm, a little too morbid there.  The tom trotted around the she-cat, tail held high. "And it seems that the only thing that might be even remotely life threatening is you."  His orange tail flicked her ear as he teased her before he rounded again to perch on the snake monsters path.

Of course, he did wonder what Sparkleap would think of this risky attitude.  Then again, the two of them had many moments that one or the other could have maybe died.  Plummeting from a tree on to another cat could be dangerous.  Oh well, the tom shrugged off the vague concern and focused more on the fact there was no sign of a monster around here at all.  That would be disappointing to have come all this way to not find anything of interest.  Well, Rowansky was pretty interesting, but not life-threatening interesting.  At least, not yet.  

After a moment, he decided to try and soothe the beast.  "And on top of you being the scariest thing around, there has been no sign of the monster.  There isn't even the scent of death or, well, snake.  It probably doesn't even exist." 

[Carotius]

Trickle
OOC: D'oh, she is not happy. XD Phone post qwq

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He's getting into my fur right now.

The ginger she-cat was trying much harder now to NOT snap at the orange-masked tom, knowing very well that it wouldn't make a difference to his behaviour. Heck, Kinkblaze was probably going to enjoy the sight of her exploding into furry little bits if it ever came to that, and no one would ever bother to ask how it could even come to that, all logic aside. She wondered if Foxbreeze would avenge her death, though strange its cause as it would possibly sound; the thought was quickly dismissed, under the rationale that her less assertive brother would most likely just hide in the warriors' den and mope for another few moons. Foxbreeze might even feel a slight happiness without her around - he'd been cowed by her most of the tom's life, which, as the annoying dodohead in front of her put it, was kinda life-threatening.

Rowansky hissed briefly, twitching the same ear that the curly-furred tom flicked with his tail, showing just how much irritation was building inside of her at his motions. Him padding a circle around her caused some form of apprehension to tickle her belly, and she kept her green eyes fixed on her Clanmate, even as he hopped back over to the disused Thunderpath. I hope the Snake Monster runs over you now. She glared sullen at him, half-expecting a thunderous roar to swell in her ears and the ground to shake beneath her paws, much like the terrible tales of danger her parents once told her about back in the nursery. She shook her head vigorously, clearing off the faded image of her once happy family. No such thing anymore.

The irate she-cat raised her face to match Kinkblaze's, a scowl all that was to be seen. "Existent or not, it's still dangerous! Don't you have better things to do than go looking for trouble? I don't know, like...goof around with Sparkleap or something," she turned away, padding towards the forest line parallel to the Thunderpath, her next words a mutter, "At least you have someone to joke around with as much as you want.

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Why oh why did this tom enjoy poking at Rowansky so much.  He was very aware of her irritation, but he was also aware of the way she was trying so hard to keep it in.   Kinkblaze would bet a fat rabbit that she was wishing that snake monster would come attack him right, but he loved it.  Most of the time if someone was getting irritated with him he would cut the crap.  He was a helpless cat-pleaser sometimes.  but not for her.  No, he would rather mess with her just to get a reaction.  Why he did it, he had no clue.  Sometimes he wondered what it would be like to fight her, and sometimes he wondered what it would be like to actually have her like him.  Not like like him, at least not yet, but maybe have her laugh or something instead of inching closer to rippig his ears off.  Oh well.  

"Pfft, maybe later.  Right now, I really just wanted to come here." He shrugged off her comment, but he really did need to visit with Sparkleap again.  Perhaps they could do some more sparring, that could prove to be plenty of fun.  "Plus, you are here to goof around wi-" The she-cat had turned away abruptly, heading back to the treeline.  The curly coated tom blinked and just stood there for a moment.  He didn't think he would chase her away.  The tom half thought about letting her go, but then her words reached his ears.  There was something like sadness there that made his heart clench.  "Whoa whoa, Rowansky." He leaped fromt he path and bounded the short distance towards her, sending up leaves in his wake.  "Wait."

He slowed down as he reached her side, leaving the tracks behind him.  "What do you mean you don't have anyone to joke around with?" The warrior tilted his head to peer at her with his dark eyes.  Honestly, she didn't strike him as the joking type.  She seemed very serious and snappy sometimes.  but, maybe that was because she really didn't have any one to play around with.  "I mean, you could joke around with me.  I'm a pretty fun tom, wouldn't you say?"  Kinkblaze offered her a smile, his tone light and friendly instead of prying and sarcastic.  Of course, there was a little bit of joking in there, but he couldn't help it.