Fisher's Point

[vampy]

Originally Posted by spade

The tom let out an airy chuckle, noticing how quickly the molly's demeanor changed around him. Chief was used to it - he could come off as more abrasive to others at times. "No, I mean it. Sincerely. That was a pretty good catch." His tone held no sarcasm, only notes of a genuinely proud bystander. But then a smirk crawled it's way onto his face, and his eyes flashed. "...For a house cat." Lifting his chin, the tom leveled his gaze at Cinnamon. "What brings the likes of you out here anyways? I'm genuinely curious." And he was. For the most part, house cats didn't stray too far from the security of their upwalkers.

Chief was awaiting a response when his ears swiveled around, catching what sounded like a howl. To most, it might make their blood run cold, but to Chief it was the call of adventure. Turning from his conversation, tossing it aside like a rotten piece of prey, he padded forward a bit, cocking his head to one side to get a better handle on what the source was. "Sure, sweetheart. Why don't you lead the way?" This was amusing. Let's see this scaredy-cat play follow-the-leader. He watched Ida with flickering yellow eyes before turning to where he'd heard the sound. "I think I heard it coming from up there," the tom pointed with his tail towards a rather dark line of trees up ahead past yet another worn down building.

[ @Snow Fox ]

Cinnamon scoffed quietly and padded the way the tom told her to. He may be annoying, but he probably knew better than her.
”My housefolk were killed by a giant wind monster,” she explained, resentfully.
The tom would probably laugh at this. It was unusual to see something like that. The brown-swirled she-cat remembered the sight. It was swirling and swirling, coming slowly yet fast at the same time. She had jumped over her fence, and the buzzing barrier seemed to have broken. She ran as fast as she could, then looked back, her home blown to pieces. Cinnamon didn’t dare go back there, in case it came back. It was all terrifying.
“Where are we going, anyways?” she shot a green glare at the tom behind her, changing the subject.

[Snow Fox]

Originally Posted by S t a r

Now who was she? Ooh. She was kind of pretty. She'd sure would be fun to play with.. He grinned and approached her. "Well, hello there, darling. I'm Bane, what's your name?" Bane kept up his grin. This would be easy.. Her icy eyes seemed to warn him, but he wasn't afraid. He really didn't care. For he was going to get exactly what he wanted, just like every other time.

Ida straightened her head. "You're pretty cute. I think I will tell you my name, I'm Ida." She said. Ida stood and dropped to a lower branch. She branch hopped to the ground then approached Bane. Ida sat down and curled her tail around her paws. "So do you own this place or where you just hoping to catch the eye of someone?" She asked.

[spade]

Originally Posted by Minty

Cinnamon scoffed quietly and padded the way the tom told her to. He may be annoying, but he probably knew better than her.
”My housefolk were killed by a giant wind monster,” she explained, resentfully.
The tom would probably laugh at this. It was unusual to see something like that. The brown-swirled she-cat remembered the sight. It was swirling and swirling, coming slowly yet fast at the same time. She had jumped over her fence, and the buzzing barrier seemed to have broken. She ran as fast as she could, then looked back, her home blown to pieces. Cinnamon didn’t dare go back there, in case it came back. It was all terrifying.
“Where are we going, anyways?” she shot a green glare at the tom behind her, changing the subject.

Noticing that Ida had seemed to drop the adventure and focus on another approaching tom - Bane, from what he could hear of this strangers' name - Chief simply shifted his attention, not caring in the slightest that she no longer seemed interested in pursuing the sound. He didn't really react to Cinnamon explaining about her upwalkers' demise - it wasn't the most gruesome story he'd heard.

"You didn't hear that howl?" he inquired, shock raising to his features as he glanced at Cinnamon. Were all house cats this dense? "I was going to go see what it was. Maybe it's another mouse and you can attempt to catch it again." His tone was playful as he danced ahead of Cinnamon, looking back over his shoulder and smirking at her. He hadn't had this much fun since the last group of loners him and Flute had come across. This was new and exciting, and now there was some mysterious sound? Chief had always know there was more out there than spending every night with his upwalkers, and this is what it was.

[vampy]

Originally Posted by spade

Noticing that Ida had seemed to drop the adventure and focus on another approaching tom - Bane, from what he could hear of this strangers' name - Chief simply shifted his attention, not caring in the slightest that she no longer seemed interested in pursuing the sound. He didn't really react to Cinnamon explaining about her upwalkers' demise - it wasn't the most gruesome story he'd heard.

"You didn't hear that howl?" he inquired, shock raising to his features as he glanced at Cinnamon. Were all house cats this dense? "I was going to go see what it was. Maybe it's another mouse and you can attempt to catch it again." His tone was playful as he danced ahead of Cinnamon, looking back over his shoulder and smirking at her. He hadn't had this much fun since the last group of loners him and Flute had come across. This was new and exciting, and now there was some mysterious sound? Chief had always know there was more out there than spending every night with his upwalkers, and this is what it was.

The brown-swirled she-cat made an displeased huff. Her one desire was that this cat would leave her alone. Could he possibly get any more irksome?
Cinnamon stared, dispassionate as Chief bounced happily before her.”And what happened to me leading the way?” she muttered, disgruntled with her current situation.
She then thought of a sly remark, a small grin on her face.
”So do rogues have friends? I have to admit, I was a little afraid to ask since any cat could assume you’re too tiresome to have any.” her green eyes glinted with delight, and Cinnamon’s ears twitched as she waited patiently for a response as she looked off into the dark trees, just to her left.

[Fairytale]

“Yeah? How would you stop me if I do decide you’re worth my time?” Silhouette laughed, but not a funny haha type of laugh. The type of laugh that screams RUN FAR FAR AWAY! His black fur bristled. @Lionblaze2008

[shaae_26]

Originally Posted by Phoenix Fall

“Yeah? How would you stop me if I do decide you’re worth my time?” Silhouette laughed, but not a funny haha type of laugh. The type of laugh that screams RUN FAR FAR AWAY! His black fur bristled. @Lionblaze2008

Jaggedfang kept his cool and just shrugged. "I know you won't hurt me, thats all." He mewed calmly.

[Fairytale]

Silhouette hadn’t sheathed his claws since the other cat had walked up. So all he had to do was lift a paw. ”Are you sure I won’t?” His voice had very obvious anger and hate showing. @Lionblaze2008

[shaae_26]

Originally Posted by Phoenix Fall

Silhouette hadn’t sheathed his claws since the other cat had walked up. So all he had to do was lift a paw. ”Are you sure I won’t?” His voice had very obvious anger and hate showing. @Lionblaze2008

"100%." Jaggedfang responed, still clamly and coolly

[Fairytale]

Silhouette grinned a bit as he swiped his paw at Jagged-whatever-his-name-was. @Lionblaze2008

[spade]

Originally Posted by Minty

The brown-swirled she-cat made an displeased huff. Her one desire was that this cat would leave her alone. Could he possibly get any more irksome?
Cinnamon stared, dispassionate as Chief bounced happily before her.”And what happened to me leading the way?” she muttered, disgruntled with her current situation.
She then thought of a sly remark, a small grin on her face.
”So do rogues have friends? I have to admit, I was a little afraid to ask since any cat could assume you’re too tiresome to have any.” her green eyes glinted with delight, and Cinnamon’s ears twitched as she waited patiently for a response as she looked off into the dark trees, just to her left.

The tom simply rolled his eyes, not phased at all by her toneless question. He didn't have many friends - just his kin - and that's the way he preferred it. Other cats were just there for his entertainment, nothing else. "I did have a friend once. His name was Jeffrey. He was such a good rabbit..." The tom trailed off as if he was lost in thought, momentarily having his eyes cloud up and paws halt where they were. After a few brief moments, Chief gave a shrug and a small laugh. "But he was a lot better friend once he was dead. I had a full belly for days!" He was sure the sarcasm wouldn't be lost on Cinnamon, but the tom didn't bother waiting to see her reaction as he started walking again.

"You think the mouse howl came from there?" Chief followed her gaze, peering into the dark abyss and trying to make out what may lay ahead. Not that seeing anything in particular would stop his hunt for the source. "Since you were so keen in leading earlier, Miss Mouse Catcher, why don't you take up the front and venture on in there?"