If Only I was a Cannibal [Tagged + Open]

[Trickle]

-Degas-

In a way, this was reckless. but in another way, it was not.  Rogue terf was small, it was hard not being near the Leafclan territory.  Of course, the rogue wasn't going to go up to the border. Degas wasn't stupid.  No, instead he milled around the further reaches.  If he were to climb a tree he might be able to see the edge of the territory but he had no such interest.  Right now he was interested in the mouse tracks he had been following.  Despite his wonderful hunting skills, the tom was starting to wither away.  The scrap in Leafclan had not given him more food, in fact, it just wore him down.  His hips stood out of his thick fur and moved like ocean waves as he prowled forward.  The mouse was nearby, he could smell it.  Saliva gathered in his mouth with anticipation, threatening to spill over and drool like a two-leg dog.  but, he swallowed, he still had pride.  

The mouse came in to sight and the moment it did, Degas pounced.  His claws dug in to it and a shrill cry erupted from it.  The rogue didn't even bother giving the killing bite before he started to eat it.  It was small and gone in only a few moments.  but the mouse had given him a rush of warmth and energy.  It was a welcome sensation.  He scented the air, looking for more to catch.  but his senses were bombarded by a familiar scent. 

Leafclan. 


Tagged: Ferretpaw

[Ferretpaw]

Robinflight gulped. She was about to wander out Clan territory. Not like it mattered no Clan claimed the outskirts so it was.... Almost, completely safe! Sniffing she trudged through snow tail high in the air. Robinflight sneezed eyes drooping. Maybe she should go back to camp and see the medicine cat? No there are more cats in worse conditions and herbs were low, she could fight it. Sighing her cool breath showed in the air. Lying Robinflight wondered what she could do to help her faithful and number one LeafClan. Snow crunched beneath her body as she got up again intending to move on.

[Trickle]

An unhappy rumble rose from Degas, what was a Leafclan cat doing in rogue territory?  They were supposed to be curled in their dens all warm and happy.  How dare they think they can leave the safety of their border.  Then again, that probably wasn't fair.  Mmm, we did invade their home.  The thought led to a realization, perhaps they were leading a counter attack? The rogue inhaled deeply, no.  There was only the scent of one.  He could hear the footsteps now.  What a brave little cat.  What a foolish little cat.   Slowly, he prowled forward, his eyes narrowed with displeasure.  He crept through the sparse undergrowth, his long fur grazing the soft snow.  It was almost impossible to be silent for the half frozen snow kept making noise.  Crunch, crunch, crunch. The sound made his ear twitch and his body quiver.  

Suddenly, he was within site of the clan cat.  A she-cat to be exact.  And alone, this cat was foolish.  Degas stopped, crouched under the remains of a bush and watched her for a moment.  Somehow, he had managed to wind up behind her which as all the better for him.  She was thin, probably hungry as well.  I wish I was a cannibal. The large tom thought wistfully, because he would then be able to elude this hunger that tore at his stomach like the claws of an unseen enemy.  For now, he would have to settle on scaring her back in to her lands.  Killing was beneath him.  but scaring, now that was something he could do.  

Before the she-cat could get to far away, Degas ripped away from the cover he was hiding under and ran at her.  His powerful back legs pushed him upward and he aimed to take her down.  To pin her in the frosty snow beneath their paws.  

[Ferretpaw]

Robinflight sighed not feeling safe here at all though she as amazing at fighting. The smell of cat was faint, though really washed out. Sitting down she licked her chops eyes observing her surroundings. LeafClan border was right behind her. It was comforting to know she could call for help at any time.

The dark amber of her eyes narrowed at the sound of sudden crunching. "Who's there?!" Robinflight snapped not in the mood to be messed with at this time. Turning she yelped at a tom flying at her. Claws out she slashed at him freaking out as a body was on top of her.

[Trickle]

Degas' paws found their target and he slammed in to the she-cat.  He felt frail under his paws, so knocking her to the ground was easy.  His claws were still sheathed as of now, but his teeth were bared and his tail was lashing.  A deep hiss erupted from him and he was about to question her when a sudden paw made contact with his face.  The tom could feel the pinprick of claws scratch down his cheek.  The she-cat was slashing frantically at him, forcing him to back off of her.  Should have used my claws, he growled to himself as he leapt back in to the snow a squirrel-length away from the clan cat.  His fur stood on end and his head was level with his back.  Luckily, his disgruntled looking fur hid the fact that was weaker. 

"What are you doing here, Clan cat." The words 'clan cat' were spat with venom.  "Shouldn't you be back in your nest?" Degas extended his neck, rising his full height.  The scratches down his cheek stung and he could feel a little bit of blood welling from it.  He decided not to think much of it now.  The wound was minimal, nothing for him to worry too much about. The rogues claws still slid out of their sheathes, preparing this time for what the she-cat might do.  

[Ferretpaw]

Robinflight forced out a strained feline smirk as she felt her claws touch soft flesh and fur. At that moment all she thought about was. Why is he targeting me? Robinflight let out a gasped as pressure was pulled off her lungs. Scrambling to her paws she bared her fangs moving backwards.  "Minding my own bee's nest how about you?"

[Trickle]

The rogue watched as she scramble back to her paws and flashed her own teeth at him. "Just doing the same to you as you would do to me if I crossed your border." The anger was still swelling in his voice, but the wish to claw her face off had ebbed a little. but don't mistake, just because it had ebbed a little didn't mean it was completely gone. "Are you here to take the prey that runs here?" He hissed, "Because you can't have it." For a moment he was ashamed that his hunger had led him to such irrational behavior. Leafbare was usually his favorite season, but now it was the bane of his existence. Even the snow that he loved was biting at his paw pads.

OOC: Sorry about the shortness :c

[Ferretpaw]

OOC: It's okay I did a short one too! <3
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Robinflight sent him a confused look. "No why would I steal prey here when it's just as short as in my territory?" The sharp-tongued she-cat murmured. A smirk worked it's way back up her maw. "but... That gives me a idea!" Let's cheer up this grumpy ol' kitty~! "What first comes to your mind when you think of snow?" Robinflight questioned as she made and threw one big thing of snow.

[Trickle]

Her response had surprised him. Why else would she be out here? Clearly she wasn't looking to hunt down the rogues that had attacked her clan earlier. He glanced down at his paws, there was a ghost of a memory of how it felt to sink his claws in to the flesh of those cats. His amber eyes slid back up to her in time to catch the formation of a smirk. The exclamation of an idea caused him to shoot her his own confused look that was enhanced when she asked him what he thought about snow. "Uhm, cold an-" The tom let out a disgruntled noise as snow hit him in the face.  He staggered back a few steps, once again surprised by this she-cat.  Degas swipped his paws over his eyes and blinked out the remaining flecks of fozen water.  He was almost positive she was going to rush him in the midst of his momentary snow-caused blindness.  but, no, she was just standing there grinning like a kit that had just bit it's mothers tail.

"What in the name of all cats was that for?"  The rogue's tone was sour as he scowled at her, but his eyes had softened ever so slightly.  He flicked some snow back at her grudgingly.  Being an overall serious cat it wasn't really a gesture to play.  but a gesture that was more of reflex.  "Now I'm hungry and colder than I was before." His deep voice rumbled with displeasure, but not anger.  "Who are you anyways?  What is your name, clancat?" Vaguely, he wondered why he had asked.  He knew it was bound to be composed of two words that had no ryhthm.  

[Ferretpaw]

Robinflight just continued to sit there grinning. "Hehe~!" Sniffing as ice bit her paws, Robinflight looked at him. The look on his face! Well... Uh, she couldn't really she is but it must of been hilarious! Her smirk deepened into a Cheshire cat one. Yeah this is seriously hilarious! I mean, the way he looked at me!

"Oh don't worry about the cold! I'll fee-." No she will not feed that fleabag! Snorting she narrowed her eyes in hate, blood pounded in her ears as she remember the grief of her Clan. "Tough up!" Fluffing her pelt further Robinflight sinked in the snow blood pounding in her ears as she remembered how she promised the blood of the killers. "Get over it! And oh my name is Robinflight." The saddened female got up ready to go back to camp and grief.

[Trickle]

Degas watched as she fluffed up her pelt defensively. Oi, this she-cat is all over the place, he thought with mild amusement. First, she was flinging snow in face, then she was almost about to offer to feed him, which he would have regected anyways, his pride would be wounded, and now she was back to being angry. His whiskers and tail tip twitched with disconcern. Clancats always seemed to have a thing against rogues, but he couldn't blame her. So, he didn't say anything. At least, not until she mentioned her name.

Robinflight. Hmm, that doesn't sound too bad. In fact, it had a nice ring to it, oddly enough. "I'm Degas. He blurted out of instinct. The rogue wondered if she had even heard him, for her back was facing him as she stalked back in to the clans territory. Degas let out a little huff, he wouldn't chase her. Instead, he turned as well, heading in the opposite direction.

-The End-