sing for me [tagged testing]

[owl]

    Alouette stepped daintily over puddles of water and cautiously skipped around patches of mud. Her fur was fluffed out against the newleaf chill though not many could tell, as her coat looked like a curly tangled mess to the common eye. It was actually pretty soft and well-groomed, she prided herself in that. Letting out a little sigh as she missed a step and put her paw right into a patch of muddy rainwater. Her mother had taught her never to complain, and never to exclaim anything in vain. So all the cusses she heard occasionally said by the other cats she knew, never touched her lips. The most she could do was sigh. Flicking the water off her previously pristine paw, the molly wound her way around the water and stepped onto a patch of new green grass. It was very fine and tickly, but covered the ground well enough that she could barely see the dirt. Finally, I don't have to watch every step. She had been so concentrated on keeping herself clean that she didn't notice that she had crossed a scent line. She likely wouldn't have payed much attention to it otherwise, and she was used to strong scents like that. Looking around at the flat landscape, she let out a purr as her eyes found a small little white daisy perched atop a tall stem. Padding over to it and sitting down neatly, she tapped it gently with her paw. Pretty. This one is nothing like the ones in my garden at home. There is a beauty in wild things, I suppose.

Tags: Jinxy
Notes: i luv this kiddo already

[Jinxy]

Nettlepaw grumbled as she padded along Fireclan territroy. She knew she shouldn't be alone but honestly didn't care, being alone was what kept her sane. Camp was always so crowded and loud, her siblings crowded around her and talking to eachother, or mostly just fighting. Thats what they all did mostly, train, fight, be the best. "Be the best" Nettlepaw felt the usual weight she felt when she thought of it. "Be the strongest, the prettiest, the smartest, the fastest. Be the best" 

Nettlepaw wanted to relax, have normal apprenticeship. Have friends, but she was too busy being the best. Sure she wanted to be strong but-. The thought was cut off when she spotted a cat on Fireclan side, a she-cat around her age. She was definitly not Fireclan. Nettlepaw leaped, knocking her to the ground. She stood over her and glared, ignoring how pretty she looked. "Who are you?"

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Notes: Oof Nettle so aggressive 

[owl]

Alouette gasped as she was suddenly torn out of her sit and pressed down into the dirt. No, not dirt. Mud. She could feel it squelching and seeping into her downy coat. Great mouse ears, I'm soaked! A growl stirred in her chest but she managed to suppress it. She wasn't hurt at all, apart from the cold wet mud at her back. Opening her eyes, she focused their wide pupils on the cat who had knocked her over. "Who are you?" The cat's hostility would have knocked her over if she was not already lying down. Anger blazed in her amber eyes. Anger that confused Alouette. What have I done? The cat was holding her pretty strongly, and she didn't have that... healthy look that the cats she interacted with had. Glossy fur, gentle curves, warm personalities. She looked more... wild. Savage. I've heard the stories. "I-I um... I'm Alouette." She stammered, wriggling a bit under the calico's grasp. They make their nests out of dog and fox fur, and eat the bones of anyone who crosses into their land. Her blood ran cold and though the weather wasn't at all chilly, she was trembling like a hairless kit in the winter wind. "P-p-please don't eat me."

Tags: Jinxy
Notes: you'll give the poor girl a heart attack

[Jinxy]

Nettle flinched at how scared she looked. 'No scaring her is good' She narrowed her eyes and her her still, looking her over. She was definitely a kittypet, her name confirming that fact. Nettle almost lost her serious demeanor when the molly asked if she wouldn't eat her. 'Eat her? Please...' Nettle moved away, but still held her in place, wanting to make sure she never came back. "No. I'm not going to eat you..you really thought I was going to eat you?" The last sentence had a small hint of amusement. "No, we don't eat cats. We only eat prey...like a normal cat" She said between pauses. 

She let the molly up. She circled the molly slowly, getting a better look at her. "You got lucky honestly. Most cats would have just shredded you" For some reason her stomach twisted at that. Imagining a group of her clanmates hunting down this poor molly and hurting her. "But, I don't shred cats...I'm guessing you know where you are?" She asked, cleaning her paw

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[owl]

"No. I'm not going to eat you.. you really thought I was going to eat you?" Alouette breathed a little sigh of relief when the cat finally let her up. "M-maybe." She could have fooled me. And anyone I know. She quickly sat up and turned her head around to assess the damage to her pelt. Most of the curls were just flattened and ringed with mud. She could groom them out, but it would taste bad. Something the cat had said had stuck in her mind, though. She turned to look at the calico, whiskers still quivering, but not in amusement. "Prey? What's that?" She mewed, eyes growing a fraction wider. What does it mean? If cats are not prey, what is prey? Dogs? Do they eat dogs too? Turning a little to casually run her tongue though her curls, but not enough to let her eyes stray from this interesting character. Shredded me... like a toy? Why would they do that? "No, I don't know where I am. Could you... tell me?" The molly paused for a second, before adding. "Please?"

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[Jinxy]

Nettle was genuinely surprised. She didn't know what PREY was? Wasn't that why she was here, to try and hunt? Thats what a majority of kittypets came to do, to hunt or they where just stupid. 'But she's not stupid' She found herself saying, but quickly shook her head. If this was anyone else she'd call them a bee brain and tell them to go bug someone else, but for some reason Nettle found this...cute? She couldn't believe she was saying this. The way she looked so innocent and how sweet she was, she couldn't be mad.

"Prey is food, in which case is mice, shrews, hares, fish, thrushes, crows, some other tiny forest birds and stuff like that" She meowed, running through the list of animals she had seen in the fresh kill pile. She looked back at the molly her eyes much softer and warmer. Talking to this she-cat made her feel better.

Nettle rolled her eyes, if she didn't know what prey was she wouldn't know what Fireclan or the rest of the clans where. "Fireclan territory. Where a clan of cats, or a group of them. We have a leader and medicine cats and warriors. Warriors keep the borders safe and catch food for the others. OH there are also queens, there the mollys that are carrying kits or nursing them" She meowed. "Fireclan is the strongest, we are super strong and pretty much every cat is afraid of us" She boasted. "In fact your lucky I like you so much or I'd drive you off" 

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[owl]

The little LaPerm blinked confusedly at the other cat's words. "Food? Those aren't food, those are animals! You eat those?" She sounded shocked at this. The only thing real cats eat is the food their housefolk gives them. To eat another animal's flesh... brrr. It's.. it's not proper. To take something else's life. Alouette watched the calico carefully as she spoke. She didn't seem barbaric or improper, as her aunties warned her wild cats would be like. They told her that they would hurt her, but this cat has not tried to hurt her yet. Unless knocking her over counted as hurting. But she didn't seem scary. She just seemed normal. "You live out here alone? Who takes care of all of you?" This subject seemed alien to her. They didn't have housefolk? What happened if they got sick? What happened if they couldn't find.. this, this prey they spoke of? What happened then? Then something the calico said next sent shivers down her spine. "In fact your lucky I like you so much or I'd drive you off." She hadn't torn her big eyes from the cat before but now she flicked them up and down across the landscape. "You like me? Why? But I don't even know your name! I can't like you back until I know your name. And drive me off? Why?"

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[Jinxy]

Nettlepaw blinked, once again this she-cat had totally shocked her. What kind of cat cares about prey. 'A kind one I suppose' Nettlepaw suddenly felt bad that she had upset her. 'Maybe I shouldn't tell her anymore...' She tried to think up a way to sooth her. "Well we kill them fast, there is not pain in the kill and we don't kill the young" She meowed. "Plus if we didn't catch prey what would we eat? Bugs? Grass? That wouldn't be enough for the warriors. Or the queens taking care of kits" She meowed.

The next question made Nettlepaw almost burst out with laughter. "We take care of each other. We aren't ki- house pets. Cats that live with two-legs ugh, like your case." Nettle felt her cheeks grow hot, thats not how she had meant that right?  Nettlepaw lost her cool attitude and looked at the ground nervously, the mollys big eyes. "I'm Nettlepaw, and we'd drive you off because technically my clan doesn't like cats like you..." Nettle realized how awful it sounded out loud. 'You don't live the way we do so get out' She knew how horrible her clan could be. 

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[owl]

    The other cat's words soothed her mind a bit, but she was still skeptical. Why kill another living creature to feed yourself? How can you be the one to choose your life over theirs? That is too much of a weight to rest upon my shoulders. Alouette stood and shifted her paws a little. "Bugs and grass are still alive." She mewed, but the argument was clearly at a dead end. She could see there was no perfect solution to the question. The mud was drying on her back and she could just feel the mats forming. Turning again she groomed a bit more of the muck out of her creamy brown fur, ears still pricked and listening intently. "Two-legs? You mean my housefolk?" She asked. She hadn't heard this odd calling of housefolk before. Some cats called them owners, some called them humans, but she hadn't heard this before. She didn't like saying owners, because she didn't see it like that. She and her housefolk were friends, companions. They didn't own her. And humans just sounded odd on her tongue. "I'm Nettlepaw, and we'd drive you off because technically my clan doesn't like cats like you..." She stopped her idle grooming and turned to look at this amber-eyed cats, her eyes dark despite the light of the day. Perhaps with confusion, though she was sure she had heard the other one right. Then she brightened a little as she rolled the name of the other cat around in her head. "Nettlepaw? What a strange name. Nettles in your paws? That sounds like it hurts." Then her tone took a more serious note. "And why doesn't your, your clan like cats like me? What's wrong with cats like me?"

Tags: Jinxy
Notes: askin some good questions, this kid