The boredom of many equals squirrels

[Neko]

Sighing lazily, the sound echoed around the forest, making it back to my silver ears. Nothing was really going on at the moment, and BloodClan was looking quite dead. The grass crunched silently under my feet. This was another day to find what we needed to survive, and I as leader, must deal with insignificant cats, and stupid creatures that wanted to make a home here. Kittypets didn't belong in BloodClan, no matter how much the thought they did. Raised up edges of tree roots were only one of my obsticles as I made my way through the forest. I looked around, my red eyed gleaming in the dusk light, giving the forest a beautiful shadowed appearance. I could only imagine what it would be like covered in blood and bones. Imagine I did. It was beautiful, making a silent smile cover my silver scarred muzzle. I was hunting, if you could call it that, for things to bring home for fresh kill. My home being where ever I wanted to sleep that night, was right now a beauiful trashcan named Luke. Luke kept my babies safe, and I couldn't wait till I trained them to be the best the could be. I would let them survive with what the needed to know, as I know that their adoring smiles couldn't last forever. Beyond and Viikate were growing quickly, and no matter if I was a senseless murderer, I would always care about my kits.

Unlike my past, it wasn't always black and white, as leader of BloodClan I took pride in what I said and did. I was going to crush the Forest Clans until the begged for sweet mercy, of their little StarClan pansies. My tail lashing, I felt a broken gust of wind, and I breathed deeply. Smoke, smog, twolegs, monsters, prey...there were so many scents, that one might have a hard time sorting them out. When you lived in the twoleg place for as long as I had, it is simple process of sorting out the confusing sounds and smells. I padded forwards, my red eyes glinting like light off water, I saw a small mouse, something that I actually liked. It was a dirty color, it's grey-brown pelt covered in dirt and leaves. Snapping forward I bolted, it bolting a blink later. I jumped, landing in front of it, swinging my small silver paw towards it. With a slam it hit the tree besides me as I swiftly bit into it's neck. I ate right then and there, my small hunger diminishing even further. My kits were fed, and I was fine for the rest of the night. My silver paws easily and nimbly caught to the rough and brown bark, as I scaled a tree. When I would take over the Forest Clans, I would be making ThunderClan my own territory. I liked the trees, and I would probably make it into a graveyard. Chuckling lowly, I stared down at the finished mouse on the ground, leaving the rest for the black birds I admired from a distance. As I walked down the sturdy gnarled branch, I finally saw the dusk sky.

I was one for sitting in a beautiful background, blood splattered around me, and I would be at peace. No cats to bother me, no nothing of stupid fights and meaningless chatter...I would be as close to peace as I could get without being dead. Flicking my ears towards the sky, I heard a bird, a raven, caw loudly. I smiled, finding those birds to be absolutely beautiful. Staring at the sky, I wondered if anyone was going to try to join me. This was the best time to talk to me, when I was wrapped up in the scenery, as normally I would shred people for talking to me without a point. I sat down, my long furry tail wrapping around my paws, I listened to the sounds of nature, as I heard the clicking of the beaks under me, as they ripped apart what was left of my meal.

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Word Count: 690
Open to anyone
Muse: It's happy today.

[CRYSTAL .?!]

.:Shuda and Spider:.

Two moving shapes, slipped through the lengthening shadows, there paws making no noises, their tails swishing back and forth, back and forth...ever so slowly. They were both cats, not even close to identical, but their bond was strong, and as deep as the deepest ocean. Their eyes shone in the gathering darkness, and the silence lengthened on, only to be broken ever so often by the birds, and scattering prey, fleeing from their feline predators.

Looking from a bird's view, the cats were almost not there, but looking from the cats' view, everything was clear.

Spider shivered as the dusk breezes blew his short fur, flattening the hairs to his skinny body. His ears were flattened to his head, and he jumped at every noise. His companion, Shuda glared at him every time he did this. The orange tabby was in a bad mood, grumpy, but not showing his emotions to the smaller cat walking beside him. They walked, not a word said, not a mouth opened, and not a paw stepped out of their concentrated, yet invisible, path.

Spider suddenly felt the urge to ask Shuda, where he was taking him and why. His friend was a cat of mysteries, and mostly never told him the main information of things. The little grey and white cat finally spoke, his words soft, but his voice firm. "Shuda. Where are we going? You know I hate going places at night."

Shuda looked over at Spider, and stopped walking. Spider did the same and sat in front of him, jade-green eyes expectant and expression unreadable. "Heh. I thought you'd never ask Spider." teased Shuda, his voice light. "We're going to go see our beloved leader, Reaper, the queen of BloodClan." The large tabby spat the last phrase, voice dripping with contempt and scorn.

Spider rolled his eyes. "We both hate her. Why are we going to see her? Seriously, there's really no point." Shuda is so confusing! thought the skinny cat. He drags me into these things, that he himself doesn't want to do! Gosh, he's so annoying sometimes. But, seeing Shuda stand up and resume walking, and not wanting to be left behind, Spider jumped up and ran after his friend.

They walked on for a couple more minutes, Shuda scenting the air every few moments. Suddenly, he murmured, "There. She's up ahead, don't be rude, got it Spider?" Once again, Spider rolled his eyes, said nothing and walked along at Shuda's side. They stopped at the base of a tree, and the orange tabby looked up at the dark shape sitting on a branch, outlined by the setting sun. Reaper looked almost beautiful; Spider spat at the thought of loving the violent and bloodthirsty she-cat.

Shuda stepped forward, and bowed his head deeply with Spider following his example. "Hello Reaper. How amazing you look tonight." He nudged Spider sharply, forcing him to speak. "Good evening, Queen of BloodClan"--Spider gagged mentally--"How are you and your lovely kits?"

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Tag: Shuda, Spider
Word Count: 561
Muse: Oh, it's there alright.
Lyrics: Too lazy to put some.
Other Notes/Ooc: Woah, super long post.
© Crystal

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