Trap's Territory

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

IMPORTANT! READ THIS BEFORE ROLEPLAYING!

Things have changed since the last time I had this thread up. Trap is not in a rogue group of any kind, rather, she's just living by herself. You know, as an average rogue.

She is strong and overprotective of her territory, but still might talk to the cats who pass by. As in, she's curious about them, but she's still like, hey, this is my territory. Go away.

This is open to everybody, but please mention me: @TheNyanCatMinecart.

HER TERRITORY: It stars at the edge of the Twolegplace, where the fence is, then ends at the barn basically. The barn is old and abandoned, and although Trap isn't there often, she still thinks of it as hers.

ANOTHER NOTE: Trap is a difficult cat to deal with. Just letting you know.

Trap takes violating deals - ones that she rarely makes - VERY seriously. If you're just going to break it like that, then you'll have to be careful - you might face the consequences. Keep this in mind if you make a deal with Trap.

[Astraea]

~Flame was still sitting on the fence~ Hello There trap! @TheNyanCatMinecart

[stag]

*A ginger tom passed by he had little white sprils in his pelt.* Hello im Campfire. *He had a rather old blue collor on*

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

Trap padded across the grass bordering the Twolegplace. Looming up ahead was an old, abandoned barn - where she lived. Sniffing, she could tell that the breeze was bringing the tantalizing scent of mouse toward her; however, she turned away and instead focused on a rat scavenging at the edge of the Twolegplace - basically where her territory ended. Bending down, she sniffed and crouched down, unsheathing her claws so that only the tips poked out. It burned; however, she ignored it and fixed her single eye on the shape of the rat.
The mice in the barn are weaklings, she thought. Much too easy to catch.
With a strong leap, she caught the rat easily. Its small, skinny body crunched beneath her paws. Picking it up, she brought it to the flat rock that rested in the sunshine, soaking it up. It was right in between the barn and the Twolegplace - on the territory that Trap had taken for herself from that weakling of a father.
Settling down onto her favorite eating place, she began to gulp it down.

[stag]

*The ginger tom was a farmers cat, we was wondering it was normal for him to be away from his farm so long*

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

@~Fox~

Trap looked up from her meal, seeing the unfamiliar she-cat on the fence. Even though it was at the edge of the Twolegplace, bordering her territory, she was still on the verge of being onto her territory.
Licking the blood of the rat from her mouth, Trap stood up. She was tiny, but that didn't matter. Size was always underestimated. Letting her claws slide out to their full length, she glared at the cat on the fence.
"Who are you?" she asked menacingly.
(We're pretending like the whole other thing didn't happen and I'm separating these roleplays up.)
@Cougar

Trap saw the kit passing by and glared at him with her single eye. Standing up and cleaning the prey-blood from her mouth, the tiny she-cat stalked over to him. He sounded oddly cheerful, but she didn't care about that. He had a collar on, meaning that he was one of those yellow-bellied kittypets!
Showing her long, freakish claws, she hissed, "Go back to the Twolegplace, kit. You don't belong here."
(Trap mainly owns the barn territory, so she ain't gonna be happy. Also - the barn is old and abandoned.)

[stag]

Im now my way *Campfire left for his farm* @TheNyanCatMinecart.

[Astraea]

~Flame jumped down and tried to talk to the cat ~ You must be trap , right? My friend told me about you. You have some great territory here ,would you mind and hunt here for a bit as my land is running out of crows and mice
{Yes were starting over} @TheNyanCatMinecart

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

@~Fox~

Trap looked at Flame, considering her. "Of course I would mind if you hunt," she spat. "This is my territory and mine alone. Cats shouldn't be weak. They should learn to look for their own prey instead of mooching off of the prey from other cats." Wow. Just wow. She didn't even know this cat's name.

@Cougar

Trap spun around. "You'd better not be talking about my barn!" she spat at the kit. Maybe there were other barns around here, but she had to make sure.

[stag]

I live at a different barn. *The ginger fully grown tom said* @TheNyanCatMinecart.