A meeting of friends, Goreclaw

[Jackal]

Goreclaw sat near the edge between Cloudclan and Nightclan. He was a friendly cat, and one of his best friends was in Cloudclan. About twice a moon, he would meet his friend here, when they were off duty, and talk. They may hunt, and since it is no man's land no one can yell at them... technically. He was here a bit early, and was now waiting for his friend to arrive, with his head on his paws.

This post has been edited by Jackal on Nov 25 2007, 01:04 AM

[aciddwolf]

As the cat was waiting, a Cloudclan cat made his way into view. His body shifted a little, spotting the cat, and pace quickened to meet up with the tom. "Aren't you a NightClan cat? What are you doing here?" he meowed defensively, as if this were his territory. Perhaps in the young cat's mind, it was.

[Jackal]

"umm..." Goreclaw shifted his paws. "I was just... waiting?" He grimaced as he realized the cat probably would pry more. He didn't want to give away his secret, but didn't really want to make this cat mad at him. "I am just enjoying the day, and I am on the border, so it's not like I am invading or anything." He still started to back away, to try to prove his point.

[aciddwolf]

"I think that you were doing something differently," the tom accused, standing on the border now. "Perhaps considering hunting on Cloudclan territory?" his tail twitched, "NightClan has enough prey to last them. Keep away from our's."

[Jackal]

For no reason, anger came pouring up his throat into his mouth.
"I was not hunting on your territory! Shut your mouth, ferret brained kitty pet! You have no right to accuse me of anything!" He felt his rare but powerful surge of anger envelope his brain as Goreclaw started to become more angry at this insolent cat who thought he was better than himself. He growled at the cat.

[Uzura]

"Kittypet?" the tom's tone dropped, his tail twitched angrily. He took one of his paws, barely passing the border as he fought the urge to swipe off the tom's ears. "I'm no kittypet. If any cat here is, it'd be you. You look like you've lived the pampered lifestyle of a kittypet and expect your clan to take care of your every need!" he spat. "Mouse-brain! Don't think that I'm not aware that you were going to come onto our territory and steal our prey!"

((Posting under request of Acidd, as she's currently busy doing something else and wants you to be occupied.))

This post has been edited by Uzura on Nov 25 2007, 01:46 AM

[Jackal]

Goreclaw snarled.
"Fool of a cat..." Goreclaw sprang into action, his anger egging him on. He flew toward the cat's head, trying to swipe his claws over his face. He tried to land on the cat's back, crushing him beneath himself. Then, he would bite on the neck, ripping out the life blood of the cat. He snarled, but inside, his conscious was trying to stop what was happening, but in vain.

[Uzura]

The cat let out a yowl as panick coursed through his veins. Claws slashed over his face, instinct telling him to claw back, in which he feebly did, though blinded by the blood, so his claws merely scrabbled against the ground and air as pressure hit his back, knocking the wind out of him. "Get off, furball!" he hissed and spat, continuously trying to claw back at the cat, however, his legs did not bend that way. Feeling teeth rake into his neck, he let out a yowl that was unmistakably in pain, before growing limp.

[Jackal]

Goreclaw's mouth was attached to his neck for a few moments, blood spraying out in all directions. Then, the anger left him, leaving Goreclaw unprepared for what was before him. Blood, so much blood. He let out a whimper, realizing what he had done. He cried out to the sky above, before looking back at the body. What could he do? He could tell what he had done, and risk getting banished or killed. This could incite a war, and he didn't want anyone to know. He was near a stream, and he decided to take a chance. He pulled the body toward the stream, trying to hide the blood as much as possible. He let the body fall into the water, and he murmured a small prayer to Starclan. It was moving toward Four trees, and if it was found, no one would really know where it came from. He then stooped down, trying to get the blood of his claws and mouth. He felt like it would never come off, but after a few minutes, he stood up, before starting to moan. He had just killed a cat, and for no good reason. Why, and how? How could he have killed a cat who didn't look at all weak? He had no scratch on him, and his enemy was dead. How?