The abandoned kittypet (latte)

[Caspian]

Hm… Latte. As the cat further explained, Sharpfang ahead an ounce of satisfaction at the confirmation of her being a kittypet. Her name? She stopped circling Latte, she obviously wasn’t a threat. But the other one, she wasn’t sure she could trust. Should she tell her Sharpfang’s name? After arguing with herself in her head, she finally made a decision. “Sharpfang. Sharpfang is my name. What is hers.” she asked, turning narrowed, amber slits to the other one.

Turning back, she saw that Latte now had her claws unsheathed and she looked prepared for battle. “Relax,” she hissed softly, “I’m not as sick as the other cats here. Put your claws back in.” she growled. She liked this cat, in a way. She seemed to have a fiery spirit in her. The other one was quiet, she didn’t even know she was there. Which, she enjoyed, obviously

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[_Snowstorm_]

"My name is Blossom" she said. Turning over to Latte she shook her head as well, revealing her scar on her neck. "Sheath, now" she hissed. Latte reluctantly obeyed and started scratching at her collar. Blossom mirrored this action until their collors fell of.

[Caspian]

Minor mention of blood and self harm! Please don’t read if you are triggered by this!

Oooo! She smirked, the collector immediately shot at the collars, darting up the tree and finding a nice branch to hang them on. She slid down her tree and returned to where she was originally standing. “Your names are soft.” she growled, her ears flattened. “Doesn’t fit you two.” she added, her gaze darting from Blossom to Latte.

She let the two ponder this as she cut herself deeply with one of her dog-teeth-enforced claws, smearing blood all over her tree to mask the scent of kittypets. And to make her home intimidating so nobody wandered in. These cats would probably wonder what she was doing. “You two don’t know where you are, do you?” she mewed, her gaze tense and knowing

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[_Snowstorm_]

Suddenly, a THIRD cat stepped out of the trees. "Hello" he said " I am Wolf, thier eldest brother" he leaped up swatting at a crow fluttering by.
Wolf is the oldest brother of the litter. With a all black pelt, he can rip someone's throat out in a second.

[_Snowstorm_]

"I do" Wolf said " This is the dark forest, correct?" Standing protectivly over his sister's. He started trembling with laughter, " ahhhhh, the sweat smell of blood, makes me wanna kill!" He snarled "WOLF" Blossom sternly said "no"

[Caspian]

”A third one?” she half sighed half hissed. This one seemed maniacal, she loved it. But she wasn’t very fond of the amount of cats. “Correct.” she answered, a smile spread across her face “I need to see if there’s enough room in my tree for you all.” she grumbled, sliding into the wide hollow tree’s round opening. A few minutes passed and she slipped back out, a smirk on her face. “Alright, there’s more than enough for you all.” she said. She turned to their brother. “Wolf, was it? Seems good enough. But you two,” she said, turning to the pair of she-cats. “You two need a name change.” she finished, lashing her tail.

She pondered this for a moment. “Latte, you’re Jigsaw, Blossom, you’re Ghost.” she said. She didn’t care if these cats didn’t want a name change, that’s was she was going to call them to avoid saying soft kittypet words

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[_Snowstorm_]

Latte grumbled at the change "you want a name change , then I'm bloodspirit, good enough?" Blossom, now Ghost actually seamed happy " Perfectly fine with me, oh and there's a third and final kin, Death, come on you bloody lump" Death stalked out with his bloody missing eyes, yet somehow, he could still see.
Death is a bold cannibal cat's and the youngest + smallest. He had his eyes ripped out , but instead of blood, a glowing midnight blue substance leaked out.

[Caspian]

jeez… alright. Four. She walked over to Death and led him into her little tree. “Let’s get that under control shall we?” she said, her tone tired. She took care of the midnight blue substance, which she honestly didn’t know what was. She walked out of the tree with Death. It was like she had her own little group.

”Would you guys like to… stay at my place….” she grumbled reluctantly, an uncertain look spread across her face. Sharpfang was obviously in the middle of making the decision when she asked, and now she immediately regretted it

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[_Snowstorm_]

Death yawned "for a small while, but we'll hunt for ourselves until we find our own spot to stay" Wolf grumbled in protest, but the others ignored him. Suddenly, a unfamiliar scent filled the air that smelled nothing of kittypet, but more of death. A persain cat jumped down clawes unsheathed. Bloodspirit reacted quickly, and let her psycho side take over. Ripping out the cats throat with no effort,Bloodspirit swiped the dead cat away, Death started gnawing hungrily at the body.

[Caspian]

jeez… she sighed. “There is prey here but since we’re dead and we’ve done bad to end up here and stuff, it tastes like crowfood…” she trailed off, watching as Death at the body. “How’s that taste?” she asked, licking her lips. She was contemplating on wether or not she would join him in eating the carcass.

She hadn’t eaten since last week, so she was desperate enough to eat another cat if necessary. Maybe this one wouldn’t taste like crowfood. And she’d have another skull for her collection. It would help scare cats away

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