Post by Polaira on Apr 6, 2007 19:52:50 GMT -5
A small tom cat walked through the grass of the fields, trying to find another cat to bother...or at least talk to. Eris sighed. He needed something to do.
A lean white cat walked trhough the fields. Now that Iceheart had left the Clans for good, she was a little thinner than would be normal for anyone in the clans. "Ugh, there's nothing to do here. Nothing. All these cats are good for is talking, and arguing. Why can't someone actually do anything? All they do is talk about how to get rid of these pesky clans. But nothing's done." Iceheart growled to herself.
Eris' thingyed his head. "Is that trouble I smell?" He whispered to himself and crept closer to Iceheart. "So, you want something to be done with these clans eh?" He asked the she-cat, stepping out of the bushes.
Iceheart hissed as a small brown tom surprised her. "What do you want?" She growled at him.
"Now, now. It's not what you can do for me. It's what I can do for you." Eris replied with a mental grin. This would be fun. Apparantly there was some trouble he could stir up with these so called rouges. "But first, you must tell me your name." He took a step backwards, to see the she-cat better. "No, let me guess. YOu're the famed Iceheart. Killer of a clan cat. The one all these little rouge groups want to join them."
"How do you know my name?" Iceheart growled.
"How can anyone not know the name of such a famous cat as you? And I try to know the names of all the pretty she-cat's around here." Eris replied, this was going to be fun.
A lean white cat walked trhough the fields. Now that Iceheart had left the Clans for good, she was a little thinner than would be normal for anyone in the clans. "Ugh, there's nothing to do here. Nothing. All these cats are good for is talking, and arguing. Why can't someone actually do anything? All they do is talk about how to get rid of these pesky clans. But nothing's done." Iceheart growled to herself.
Eris' thingyed his head. "Is that trouble I smell?" He whispered to himself and crept closer to Iceheart. "So, you want something to be done with these clans eh?" He asked the she-cat, stepping out of the bushes.
Iceheart hissed as a small brown tom surprised her. "What do you want?" She growled at him.
"Now, now. It's not what you can do for me. It's what I can do for you." Eris replied with a mental grin. This would be fun. Apparantly there was some trouble he could stir up with these so called rouges. "But first, you must tell me your name." He took a step backwards, to see the she-cat better. "No, let me guess. YOu're the famed Iceheart. Killer of a clan cat. The one all these little rouge groups want to join them."
"How do you know my name?" Iceheart growled.
"How can anyone not know the name of such a famous cat as you? And I try to know the names of all the pretty she-cat's around here." Eris replied, this was going to be fun.