Windswept Plains

[Ymir]

The molly got up and graced across the field towards them

"I dont like being insulted but ill let it slide since your a kit" she said not breaking her stride

"You on the other hand" she stared at the pregnant cat "Do as the kit said insult me..........I Dare you" the last words were demonic and echoed from the breeze and bushes with a smile and stare to match it

She then stoped just out of lunging distance from them and sat down now going back to the emotionless face she had

"Oh and i know what your thinking and no from the looks of you, you can easily take out a thunderclan cat" she said smiling at the blue tom

She sat their waiting for someone to react
@redshiftreign
@Faline
@jupiter

[poppy]

[ @Faline @Rosepaaw @redshiftreign ]

Luckily for her, Duckkit quickly ran to her, and she placed a soft gray paw over him as both a hug and a shield should he need it. The female rogue laughed and insulted her and her Clan, and Dovefluff's rare ShadowClan temper flared up, but the anger and bitterness that she felt in her chest never reached the surface, and she only forced out a small cock of her head. "I'm sorry to hear that. I'd have to say that I disagree with you on that one, though." The gray molly decided to not even touch the comment about her being pregnant, because it honestly didn't have a drop of relevance.

She glanced over at the tall, dark tom and nodded in greeting. "Thank you for keeping an eye on this little cutie." She smiled back. He seemed polite, but her main concern was Duckkit spouting off at the female rogue. He wailed, pressing against Dove's side, and she lightly stroked his back, to try and calm him. "We are strong, darling, but some cats think that being strong means threatening and hurting cats. We're the good kind of strong, and I'm not sure she understands that yet."

The moment the other molly moved closer, Dovefluff's throat rumbled into a warning growl, claws ready to come out if she threatened this child. "I don't need to insult you." She murmured softly, deciding not to point out why that was. This cat was obviously insecure, and she wasn't in the mood to hurt this cat more. "I suggest that you not threaten me anymore, though. Me and Duckkit will be off now. I hope you both have a good day." Gracefully trying to shear away any hostile intentions the female rogue had, Dovefluff gently nudged Duckkit back to the forest.

Offering a polite nod to the tom, and not even another glance at the female, she tried to keep the kit in front of her, so that if this molly attacked, she would hit Dovefluff instead of the kit. Though hopefully it wouldn't come to that, because the queen didn't want her kits or this small kit to be harmed.

[Ymir]

The molly sighed like a teenager aggressively and disappointed

"You sound like my mom before i killed her" she said plainly as if it were small talk "come on show some rage"

She then said that they will be off now

The molly sighed again in disappointment "fine leave and trust me i wont have a good day" she then stared at the kit and said to him "She's wrong if you want to be strong prove it like me dont show it like the thunderclan does"

She then sat there staring at the tom

Assuming that he was gonna attack after they left she dig her paws into the ground to hide her claws

She then waited for a action or reaction
@redshiftreign
@Faline
@jupiter

[redshiftreign]

[ @Rosepaaw ]

✦a strange blue-black tomcat with navy eyes.

the dark-furred tom watched the molly escort the kit to safety, and once they were far enough that he considered them relatively safe, he looked back at the violent she-cat. his navy blue gaze was as calm as a pool of water and midnight, and equally as deep. he made no movement, no motion to attack, nor even speak.

he just watched her.
calm, cool, and collected.

“why so defensive?” asked the tom, accent thick, his words rolled off his tongue with a sort of dignity and eloquence most wild cats didn’t have. “i’m not going to tear your throat out, nor do i want to.” his tail rested around his flank. if he was good at anything, it was observing others, watching for minute details that painted a bigger picture. and right now, he could tell from her tenseness and the way she shifted to have her paws out of sight that she was either going to go for him, or expected him to pounce. well, if she’d lunge for him, rest assured he was ready. but if it were the latter, there was no need for fear because the tall, dark tom only saw need for violence to protect oneself and others.

he tilted his head a bit, and carefully said “i think you’re afraid.”

end.

[leave it to stranger to accidentally be ominous (sorry jupiter and faline forgot to remove the ping, my bad!)]

[Ymir]

She stared at him with the eyes of hell but oddly he want moving

She didnt move for a while letting his words ease into her brain

She looked unphased until he said 'i think your afraid' she stared at him after that

She made eye contact with him seeing his pool blue eyes

Those words echoed in her head reminding her of her past

She had rage in her heart now she wasnt going to attack but she was considering it now

But oddly she felt calm around him which annoyed the living fur out of her

"What do you want then" she said in a low growl

She then postioned onto her side and slide her left back paw slightly more back

@redshiftreign

[redshiftreign]

[ @Rosepaaw ]

✦a strange blue-black tomcat with navy eyes.

“what do i want?” he repeated the question, glancing up to the dark sky. “what do i want.”

it was a question he had asked himself many times. too many. never once did he have an answer. maybe- and this didn’t really bother him -he’d never have an answer.

the tom, with fur as dark as night, chuckled a low, sardonic chuckle. “i don’t have an answer to that question-” he lifted himself, now standing. never once did he make a motion that seemed hostile. no, just. . . oddly calm. he always was, and now was no different. “-but i do know what i don’t want. i don’t want to fight you, ma’am, nor will i. so, pardon me, but i think i should continue my travels.”

he considered it a safe choice; if all this she-cat was going to give was hostility and anger the he had better places to be. more people to meet, and things to learn- more importantly, he had to find himself. plus, getting his fur torn off didn’t seem like very much fun. stranger of a forgotten night had only one scar, (which twisted across the right side of his face, narrowly missing his eye.) and he planned to keep it that way.

the tall, dark tom with sparse grey in his fur like stars spared a glance back down at the she-cat, prepared to turn and leave if the hostility continued.
he had enough self respect to leave this conversation if need be, so with a calm gaze, he dared her to continue.

end.

[aka, stranger kindly tells her he’s had enough of this.]

[Ymir]

She stared at him and felt safe and calm which she didnt like at all

She didnt want him to leave which made her fill with more rage

She didnt know what to say to not make a fool of her self

She then all of a sudden let her posture give out and her head filled with memorys as she looked down at the dirt

She then slowly looked up at him and stared

She found the calmness reassuring just like her mentor used to be the memory of her mentor filled her as a single tear dripped to the ground

She then still staring at the ground said "Then go" she said trying not to burst into tears
@redshiftreign

[pxxylo]

KENNY | A TAN FURRED TABBY TOM WITH BLUE EYES

What've I gotten myself into?! If cats could sweat, he'd be sweating bullets. Missiles actually. First, his owner was staring at the light box with the colors on it and squeaky voices coming from it, and next the word "Kenny" kept on coming up. However, the next part was the worst... some bright orange cloth was wrapped tightly around him! It felt all puffy and it covered everything except his tail, eyes, and paws.

...

I lied, this part is the worst. I scratched my owner and fled out her cracked open window, that weird Kenny word stuck in my head. From that moment on, Kenny was born. As an apology to his past owner, he named himself Kenny because maybe she was saying it to him so much because she wanted him to be a Kenny. Maybe that orange thing was meant to turn me into a Kenny. Either way, I don't need no puffy thing to be a Kenny. However, the issue still stands. I'm lost, and the cats out here are vicious. If they see me in this ugly orange cloth I'm dead.

He still had some of the cat costume still on, though it was quite torn up. Bits of stuffing fell behind him as he walked along.

[Moxie Foxy]

Originally Posted by rowan

KENNY | A TAN FURRED TABBY TOM WITH BLUE EYES

What've I gotten myself into?! If cats could sweat, he'd be sweating bullets. Missiles actually. First, his owner was staring at the light box with the colors on it and squeaky voices coming from it, and next the word "Kenny" kept on coming up. However, the next part was the worst... some bright orange cloth was wrapped tightly around him! It felt all puffy and it covered everything except his tail, eyes, and paws.

...

I lied, this part is the worst. I scratched my owner and fled out her cracked open window, that weird Kenny word stuck in my head. From that moment on, Kenny was born. As an apology to his past owner, he named himself Kenny because maybe she was saying it to him so much because she wanted him to be a Kenny. Maybe that orange thing was meant to turn me into a Kenny. Either way, I don't need no puffy thing to be a Kenny. However, the issue still stands. I'm lost, and the cats out here are vicious. If they see me in this ugly orange cloth I'm dead.

He still had some of the cat costume still on, though it was quite torn up. Bits of stuffing fell behind him as he walked along.

(what on earth is the figure at the top of the post? XD )
Sami Jumped almost out of her fur when she noticed the toms odd appearance before stiffiling a laugh "Your owners into Cat Costumes too?" She churred in amusement. She knew what that was like, her twolegs kit liked to dress her up like a twolegs for some thing called a 'tea party'. she noticed how beat up it looked and guessed this was the toms first time ever being put in one.

the she-cat stood up and paddled over with a friendly air about her. "i'm Sami. Nice costume By the Way. Orange looks good on you. i'm gonna take a wild guess and say your not used to this odd twoleg habit?" she churred gently. "if you want i can help u out of it. i've been put in enough costumes by now, i think it be easy to get you out of that rather... strnge outfit. that is if your not attached to it?" she mewed friendly, meaning no harm....

[Ymir]

Originally Posted by rowan

KENNY | A TAN FURRED TABBY TOM WITH BLUE EYES

What've I gotten myself into?! If cats could sweat, he'd be sweating bullets. Missiles actually. First, his owner was staring at the light box with the colors on it and squeaky voices coming from it, and next the word "Kenny" kept on coming up. However, the next part was the worst... some bright orange cloth was wrapped tightly around him! It felt all puffy and it covered everything except his tail, eyes, and paws.

...

I lied, this part is the worst. I scratched my owner and fled out her cracked open window, that weird Kenny word stuck in my head. From that moment on, Kenny was born. As an apology to his past owner, he named himself Kenny because maybe she was saying it to him so much because she wanted him to be a Kenny. Maybe that orange thing was meant to turn me into a Kenny. Either way, I don't need no puffy thing to be a Kenny. However, the issue still stands. I'm lost, and the cats out here are vicious. If they see me in this ugly orange cloth I'm dead.

He still had some of the cat costume still on, though it was quite torn up. Bits of stuffing fell behind him as he walked along.

The rouge molly watched the site and was trying not to bust out laughing at him

She then smiled and stood up showing herself

"Hi Kitt-" she cut herself off to burst out laughing now being able to see the whole suit, the laughter echoed on the wind

She continued to laugh and sat down it slowly went down to a chuckle

She then waited for a reaction