(OPEN, HUNTERS) Clam Chowder and Shirley' ruins

[Palmtreejesus]

A ruined twoleg den sits crumbling but not abandoned. Two siblings live there, a tom and she-cat, nestled and safe from the harmful cold by living in the proud chimney of the ruins. They're both friendly enough, offering food and shelter in exchange for help with hunting. This is a hunting thread, meaning my cats and yours will hunt, and anything you find together will be split evenly between all cats.

DESC (Taken from rp): In the inside it was warmer. The middle of the floor had collapsed, revealing a puddle of water clean enough to quench your thirst. There was threadbare twoleg furniture to rest on, a pile of twoleg rubbish stacked neatly in the corner (The work of a bored queen stuck at home), and three walls with faded, cracked paint. The fireplace had been stuffed to the brim with down, moss, and soft twoleg objects. A perfect place for sleeping. A prey pile sat next to it, nestled underneath a broken and disheveled staircase.

PREY:
-2 larks
-2 sparrows

Visitors:
-Fire

Permanent residents:
-Clam Chowder
-Shirley
-Prettytail
-Clam
-Otter

UPDATE 1: Ever since Shirley became pregnant, Clam Chowder has been more protective of his sister, never straying too far from the queen and being aggressive towards anyone who goes near her. Shirley is less than pleased but is happy for the break from hunting.

SHIRLEY
She/her


CLAM CHOWDER
He/they

[Red Dawn]

Inferno, the revengeful
Rogue
He/Him

Inferno wasn't one that particularily loved to wander, especially in the cold, yet he had to do it.

Even if his hind legs' burns were itching like hell.

Always came the need for food, always recons in ThunderClan and the surroundings searching for the best spots for everything, ambushes, prey, and so much more.

Oh how he couldn't wait to see the despair on his former friend face...

Despair, pain and fear.

Yeah. And for that he needed absolutely anything. Especially food in his belly right now. He sighed, slightly annoyed. Hmm... He actually had an idea.

Not far, on one of his recons, he spotted a twoleg den, perhaps there could be something there? Mouse, or something like that?

He wasn't far from it, but now he needed to know if he should go there... He looked in front of him, then to the left where he remembered the broken twoleg den was...

The thoughts swirled inside of his head as the tom stood there, contemplating his choices.

Hmph, he could try. With a slight sigh that created a small cloud, he decided to head there. It was closer to to him than his usual spots.

The tom arrived around 15 minutes later, and smelled the air with his nose. Could he find any prey here?

@Palmtreejesus

[Palmtreejesus]

A friendly meow echoed through the cold afternoon air as a queen hopped down from her perch on an old twoleg refrigerator. "Evening stranger! Come to hunt?" She asked, dipping elegantly through twoleg rubbish to come close enough to examine the new tom. The beautiful tortie grimaced as she looked at the burns. "Jeez, and maybe something for that too? We don't have any herbs, but there's plenty of cobwebs around here."
@Red Dawn

SHIRLEY
She/her

[Red Dawn]

Inferno, the revengeful
Rogue
He/Him

Fiery blue eyes narrowed as Inferno's head whipped around. Analyzing the she-cat that was in front of him, assessing the possible threat that was in front.

Minimal. She was a queen. And the smell wasn't one of a clan cat... That was what he could deduct with his heavily damaged smell. Fire's smoke wasn't kind to that...

He composed himself, but perked his ears. If there was a queen... The mate wouldn't be far... And he didn't want to be caught distracted.

The tom slowly nodded, cautious, as he answered on a neutral tone.

"Indeed, I came to hunt, my usual hunting spots weren't that promising those past days."

He then looked at his burn marks. Actually, there was more on his body but the bigest ones were on his hind legs... Of course they would be spotted first.

Of course he would pitied.

It was almost always like that. He shook his head, closing his eyes as he let a sigh.

"They're old, don't hurt as much as they did before."

The tom indicated with a slight motion of his paw.

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[Palmtreejesus]

"Still." The she-cat gave him a hearty smiled. "Now come along. We need to get you fed and watered. She bounded away, looking back only once as an encouragement for Inferno to follow her before disappearing into the ruins.

In the inside it was warmer. The middle of the floor had collapsed, revealing a puddle of water clean enough to quench your thirst. There was threadbare twoleg furniture to rest on, a pile of twoleg rubbish stacked neatly in the corner (The work of a bored queen stuck at home), and three walls with faded, cracked paint. The fireplace had been stuffed to the brim with down, moss, and soft twoleg objects. A perfect place for sleeping. A prey pile sat next to it, nestled underneath a broken and disheveled staircase.

"Who is this?" A friendly voice called from the stairs. There was a slight edge to it, a low growl. A tom emerged, cream coat gleaming from a recent wash. "A new loner. Haven't seen him before." She called back. The tom was just as elegant as his sister, jumping from one floor to the next soundlessly. "This is my brother Clam Chowder, by the way." The queen introduced. "And I'm Shirley."
@Red Dawn

SHIRLEY
She/her


CLAM CHOWDER
He/they

[Red Dawn]

Inferno, the revengeful
Rogue
He/Him

As the she-cat invited him inside, Inferno found himself on edge...

This was... Strange behavior... He never expected that in the Outskirts... Unless they wanted anything in return.

The she-cat had mentionned something about hunting, so he deducted it was a part of what he would hunt... But he didn't know if there was anything else...

And the she-cat's mate still didn't show up. He carefully followed her inside like asked... Too politely for his own taste...

The inside was warmer, at least his scars wouldn't itch now, and a little cozy... He would feel safer and at home in his own den tho.

There was some twolegs furnitures left and right, and that didn't ease his mind. He was as stiff as a stick as he walked. If a fly flew in the air, he could probably hear it.

Another cat suddenly appeared, a male this time, and Inferno instantly supposed it was the mate. He caught the slight undertone it had, and prepared himself to get attacked.

His corpse tensed as he automatically assessed the other as a threat. It was a male, he was near a queen.

Didn't look good. The cat was agile, and kept control over his body apparently. At least his former mentor thaught him something useful...

Inferno rose to his full height to dissuade the other from doing anything. He was a veteran of countless fights, like some old scars could show, and faced death once. He wasn't scared of showing it.

Then the two introduced, or well, the she-cat did all the presentations. Strange name for the male, but he had met even stranger cats, it wasn't that surprising to him. So the other was her brother? Perhaps if she showed herself friendly then he should calm down soon... Right? He still had that feeling that he couldn't trust them...

He had this feeling everytime tho, so it wasn't something new.

"Inferno. The name's Inferno."

Responded the tom with a tensed undertone that also warned the male to not try anything with him.

@Palmtreejesus

[Palmtreejesus]

"Rockin' name." Shirley grinned, she noticed the two toms sizing each other up and rolled her eyes. "I hope I have all she-kits." She mumbled jokingly, flicking her tail. "Clam, enough. You couldn't scare a kit. Look at you! More of an otter than a cat." The tom yowled in annoyance, batting gently at his sister. "Hush up!" The tom muttered, but did as he was told, backing off. Sleek eyes never left the other tom's as he stalked back to the fireplace nest, fur on his spine slightly raised.

"Ignore him. He's been acting like he's got a pebble for a brain lately." Shirley snorted, walking over to the fresh kill pile. She beckoned the tom over, prodding at a lark. "Usually we'd have cats hunt with us as trade for shelter and food, but I'll let it pass this time because you're new, and the weather will be unforgivable on your pelt."
@Red Dawn

SHIRLEY
She/her


CLAM CHOWDER
He/they

[Red Dawn]

Inferno, the revengeful
Rogue
He/Him

He kept his fiery blue gaze on the brother as the other tom went back near the fireplace of the twoleg den...

He didn't stiffle a sound, a laugh, or anything at the comparison to an otter, others would laugh, snicker, or something like that. Inferno didn't budge a muscle of his face as it remained frozen in a stern expression. He kept eye contact for a moment, before breaking it when Shirley spoke to him.

Such hospitality was something rare in the Outskirts, and Inferno found once again himself very surprised by that.

Only hunting in exchange for food and shelter.

He glanced at the prey pile and back at the she-cat.

"I won't lie. What you're doing here is something really unexpected. Other could kill for that piece of prey. Yet you give it for free to a stranger you only met seconds ago."

The tom said with a neutral tone. Gone was the undertone he used earlier. He just used his usual voice, void of emotions.

@Palmtreejesus

[goyangiandafeline]

> it had been a while since l@*@y8&# had been outside. the sun was bright. very bright. a bit too bright. why was it so bright? it hurt their eyes. they wanted to close their eyes. then they wouldn't be able to see the sun that hurt their eyes. bright. so bright. so bright bright bright

> they weren't looking where they were going. maybe they should look up. oh no, but then the sun would hurt their eyes. l*&#%@ brushed their side against the other cat next to them. she was still here. maybe they should look. but then the sun would hurt their eyes.

> they opened their eyes and glanced at Maplepaw. good. she was still here, and the sun was gone. thank goodness. they hated the sun. it was so yellow and bright and it hurt their eyes.

> Maplepaw glanced back at them. "look." she mrrowed. they turned their head to what Maplepaw had originally been looking at. it was a big... thing. they didn't know what it was, but they were curious. it looked old. it looked like something was living in it too.

> "do... you want.. to.. go in?"

> they blinked at Maplepaw and nodded.

> "let's.. go."


toyhouse

@Palmtreejesus

[Palmtreejesus]

"I'm going to be a mother soon." Shirley replied. "I would be devastated if one of my kits was murdered, so why would I kill someone else's for a scrap of meat? We're all the kits of somebody, you know?" The queen swatted the prey closer to Inferno.

"It's a concept that many cats seem to find hard to grasp. Especially clan cats." Shirley sighed, prodding at her belly. "My kits are half thunderclan. One of their father's friends overheard me telling him and tried to kill me. That's how I got these." She wrinkled her nose at the jagged scars across her muzzle. "The world's too cruel sometimes. That's why I wanted to bring in a little warmth." She smiled softly at Inferno. "And you know, you gotta give loners like us more credit. Like the cats who run the mediden, we all just wanna help where we can."
@Red Dawn

SHIRLEY
She/her


CLAM CHOWDER
He/they