The Demonic den

**Barnabas** · #1 August 18th, 2017, 03:05 PM

Demon made his way out of his dark den. Demon is a black and white cat with dark blue eyes and he lives on his own, especially since nobody would stop for how scary the den was. The tom walked through his forest territory in search for something to eat. Let's go by the dead oak tree for those baby squirrels that are nested there. Demon walked a bit farther, his tail flicking back and forth. Once he got to the dead oak tree he climbed up, seeing four baby squirrels inside the trunk. "Their still here thank you." he meowed, looking down at the ground. Demon killed all the baby squirrels, placing them in his jaws. He jumped down hearing a rustle of the bushes. Cat smell filled the area..

**aleka!** · #2 August 18th, 2017, 04:05 PM

Throws Thistle into RP*)

Thistle walked along the edge of a bramble, her ears flattened as she kept her gaze to the ground, her paws trudging up little clouds of dust. When did this go so downhill...? The molly wondered with an inward sigh. When she had been sleeping in her den, two loners had attacked her, driving her out of her own territory.
And she was pretty exhausted, since she had been walking non-stop for what seemed like two days to her. She knew it was maybe a little less, but she was afraid to sleep anywhere where cat scent was even the slight freshest.
And with that, she realized what she had done. She was facing a tom. Thistle took a step back, blinking. She said nothing, but lowered her head and looked up at him.

**Barnabas** · #3 August 18th, 2017, 07:53 PM

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Originally Posted by Aleka

Throws Thistle into RP*)

Thistle walked along the edge of a bramble, her ears flattened as she kept her gaze to the ground, her paws trudging up little clouds of dust. When did this go so downhill...? The molly wondered with an inward sigh. When she had been sleeping in her den, two loners had attacked her, driving her out of her own territory.
And she was pretty exhausted, since she had been walking non-stop for what seemed like two days to her. She knew it was maybe a little less, but she was afraid to sleep anywhere where cat scent was even the slight freshest.
And with that, she realized what she had done. She was facing a tom. Thistle took a step back, blinking. She said nothing, but lowered her head and looked up at him.

Demon looked at Thistle a bit frightened that a cat would come near his territory. He noticed the she-cat a bit worned out. "What happened to you?" asked demon, not trying to be rude to a cat that had showed up in his territory. Demon was a bit surprised that any cat would be on his scary territory. "I'm very sorry if i sounded rude. Do you need somewhere to sleep or anything to eat?" meowed Demon trying to show her that he was truly sorry. I still don't get why she's here. some cats find this place scary. I feel a bit of respect for a cat like her. The tom put down one of the baby squirrels in front of Thistle.

**aleka!** · #4 August 19th, 2017, 03:39 PM

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Originally Posted by SparkleDemon

Demon looked at Thistle a bit frightened that a cat would come near his territory. He noticed the she-cat a bit worned out. "What happened to you?" asked demon, not trying to be rude to a cat that had showed up in his territory. Demon was a bit surprised that any cat would be on his scary territory. "I'm very sorry if i sounded rude. Do you need somewhere to sleep or anything to eat?" meowed Demon trying to show her that he was truly sorry. I still don't get why she's here. some cats find this place scary. I feel a bit of respect for a cat like her. The tom put down one of the baby squirrels in front of Thistle.

Thistle blinked in surprise at the fact that a random stranger wasn't immediately trying to drive her off the territory, and was actually kind of worrying about her, if that even was the right word for that anyways. She met his gaze, a quizzical glint in her gaze. Usually, if she wasn't as exhausted as she was, she would usually get all defensive and act like she didn't need any help, but she did need help. And also, there was just the fact that just why? Why didn't this cat fight her off? She knew that if she was in the situation that this tom was in, that after maybe a snicker or two, she would chase him off the territory.
"Nothing that's you're business." She said sharply, sitting down and aiming her gaze toward the ground once again, immediately getting all defensive as she usually did. "I don't need anything, thank you very much." She retorted, butit was very, very, quite clear that the molly was obviously lying. Thistle blinked as she watched him drop a baby squirrel in front of her. She was very quickly locked in an internal battle in her mind. She knew that she needed the squirrel, and she could already feel her mouth watering while she was thinking about sinking her teeth into it, but at the same time, she didn't want to appear weaker then she already appeared in front of this cat.
While she thought about this, it must've looked pretty weird. She was basically staring at the offered prey in front of her while her mouth was slightly open, and she was barely noticeably drooling.