toil and trouble [tagged testing]

[owl]

    Medusa's tail swayed from side to side like a wavering snake as she looked up and down the fence in her way. At least I can get a vantage point. She bunched up her muscles and leapt up the side of the fence, claws digging into the wood until she got to the top. The silver molly balanced on the edge, teetering a bit before managing to stand still. Her eyes, narrowed against the sun, looked around at the surrounding places. She was searching for both prey and possible new additions to her group. They were strong, but she would need more in order to succeed in her quest. Then, as she turned her head to one side, she caught the strong smell of something leaking up to her on her perch. Curiosity piqued, she followed it along the top of the fence until it tempted her to jump off, so she did. She followed it through a dark hedge that had hidden her view of what was behind it, and stopped stark with eyes wide at the sight. It was a den-like thing that the twolegs built, but smaller. And the sides were peculiar, made out of all that strange un-meltable ice that you could see though. Though this ice was fogged up or old so you could only see the outlines of things through it. Dark green things that looked like... plants? The scent had pooled here, and now that she thought about it, it smelled slightly off. Like if she breathed it for too long, she would be sick. But she didn't feel sick yet, and she was still curious, so she made her way closer to the den. Forget what mother told me about twolegs. I can get in and out fast, before one finds me. There was a little gap missing in the side that had been covered by material, but it was clearly her way in. Upon getting inside the den, she immediately noticed the temperature rise and the moisture in the air rise as well. It was hot and wet, the perfect climate for plants, or so it seemed. The scent was also stronger here. The spotted cat took a few tentative steps closer to one of the plants, sniffing it cautiously. She had the feeling that these were something like the herbs her mother told her the clan cats had, but she didn't think they would heal. Maybe... maybe the opposite.

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Notes: ta da c:

[Jinxy]

Ophelia was only rarely truly happy. She was going out to water her precious garden, her babies. The moss that was clutched in her jaw was full to the brim with water, it was much easier to find water now. Ophelia was thankful that it was getting warm again, the horrible cold season had killed her plants. Ophelia finally made it to the abandoned two-leg house, quickly jumping over the fence and landing gracefully on the other side with out spilling too much water.

Ophelia felt her heart drop went she saw a cat creep into her garden. A small flame of anger started in her chest and she dropped the moss and quickly followed. She had had many intruders in the last couple seasons, all went to feed her deadly plants. She didn't recognize the molly, but she had a creepy look to her. She luckily looked the same age as her, so she might not be scum yet...guess she'd have to find out.

"What are you doing in my lovely garden?" She kept her voice flat, only a small hint of annoyance. She sat calmly, her tail flicking slightly. 'If this cat only knew she was pretty much sitting in a grave...' It only took one look at the pile of dirt to find out what really was going on here. Luckily Ophelia had masked the scent of death. She waited for the molly to respond

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Notes: She might wanna be careful, this is Ophelia's territory c;

[owl]

Medusa     Medusa took a step back when she heard the rustle of someone- or something- approaching. Looking up the narrow pathway that led around the plants, she spotted a huge, dusky-grey molly. She had a dripping bit of moss clutched in her maw, surely to water the plants. I'm glad this place isn't the territory of a twoleg, at least not anymore. "What are you doing in my lovely garden?" The cat's voice held notes of a threat, and she knew that this cat was just as ready to take her claws out as Medusa was. But this cat was utterly humongous, and would be hard to overpower with brute force. Her eyes crinkled around the edges amiably, but her voice wasn't particularly friendly. "Hello, are you the owner of this place? It's quite intriguing, if I do say so myself. What are all these plants for?" She says, gesturing around at the greenery with a flick of her tail. The silvery cat tried to look merely curious, no ulterior motives here. Because if these plants could be used for killing... well, she would stock that away in her mind somewhere and come back when poison was needed.  Tag: Jinxy Notes: o yes she is v careful

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[Jinxy]

Ophelia inwardly smiled. She hadn't tried to steal anything, and she was curios, yes this was all very good. She moved to the plant the strange she-cat was in front of. She plopped the moss down onto the soil, letting the water drip into it. She finally turned her attention to the smaller molly.

"I'm glad you find my hobby interesting." Her voice was much less threaten but she made sure to show the molly she wasn't exactly out of the woods yet. Ophelia turned back toward the white flower, it was starting to bloom it's deadly white flowers. A small smile spread across her face as she held it delicately in her paws. She had been afraid the snow had forever killed it.

"This is White Snakeroot." She said, ignoring the mollys question. She turned back to her with a small evil smile. "If eaten it causes vomiting, severe stomach pain and if left untreated...kills you" She hopped the molly was getting the idea but she kept going.

"This is Nightshade" She said, padding over to the box next to the Snakeroot. She put the moss onto it's soil as well, watching as the dry soil slowly got darker as the water was soaked in. "If eaten it causes Nausa, vomiting, achy muscles and if untreated death" She turned back to the molly. "I hope you notice...a pattern."

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