TW: Sensitive Content Private Loner/Rogue intruder alert! // blade

[Heather]

{$title} takes place right after "you're not the one i was looking for"

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She ran.

Heather had never run this fast before, her sleek fur mussed and matted from drying blood. Dirty from the pocosin ground and a stranger's paws. The clawmarks on her pelt stung and her belly cried out in hunger and it wasnt until she was clear of the scent of ShadowClan that she recognized the hunger in her body.

But she'd never be able to catch prey like this, all scraped up and smelling of blood and fear. In fact, she'd probably scared away half the food in the entire area with her stench.

She needed to find a place to rest, clean herself, and then she could hunt. Heather looked around, spotting a hollow at the base of a tree, and breathed a sigh of relief. She'd only pop in real quick, clean her fur, and then move on. Surely, if another cat was using it, they wouldn't mind. They probably wouldn't even be there! She padded over to the hollow and squeezed in before immediately licking at the wounds on her shoulders, wincing at the fresh sting of the scratches.

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OOC

BIO

• tagging @BLADE - feel free to have him encounter her however you see fit!
• Loner || 19 moons
  SPEECH || THOUGHTS
  

 

[BLADE]

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The scent of blood hit Blade's nose before he heard the stranger's frantic pawsteps, and he instinctively slid back into the shadows of the tree's hollow, dragging the prey he had been eating along with a claw. Green eyes glinted in the darkness as his body pressed against the bark, muscles jolting in excitement at the thought of an ambush.

His eyes widened as the stranger suddenly slid into the den, claws flexing against the earth. Though to his dismay, this cat clearly was not after him. Blade watched as she began to clean her wounds, those that were clearly from a lost battle. Kicking his prey further back with a paw to hide it from her, Blade set a white paw forward.

"What beast did that to you?" Blade questioned, a snarl edging his tone. He prowled forward at the question, emerging from the dark corner of the hollow as he circled the stranger. He held his head below his shoulders, wide eyes flickering over her wounds, tail flicking with curiosity.

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  BLADE ‎ he/him | loner ‎
  

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  ‎ a very well muscled tom at average height, with a coarse voice from constant shouting. Blade is a skilled fighter, striking low and fast.
  

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  ‎ ‎ "speech" // "thoughts"
  

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  ‎ ‎ penned by arsynne on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Heather]

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"EEP!" she screeched, leaping to her paws and fluffing her pelt as her back arched instinctively. How could she have been so foolish as to not realize the hollow was occupied? Her wide eyes watched as her new foe stepped forward, listened to the snarl in his voice, but unlike the cat she'd just fled... he posed no immediate danger.

He talked to her.

Heather watched as he circled her, her pelt flattening and her eyes still wide.

"I, it wasn't a beast," she finally mewed. Well, not in a traditional sense. "I, um, accidentally crossed a border with ShadowClan. One of their warriors attacked me -" She trembled.

"Um, she wouldn't even let me explain what happened. I really don't want any trouble - with you or with them, so I'll leave, I promise!"

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OOC

BIO

• txt
• Loner || 19 moons
  SPEECH || THOUGHTS
  

 

[BLADE]

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Blade wrinkled his nose, trying to recall if he had heard or even seen this so-called Shadowclan. "Tch." The tom slowed to a halt, quickly raising his head as he stared at the stranger, ignoring her statement about leaving.

"What even is a Shadowclan? Blade asked, but continued on without waiting for her answer. "I'd have them all dead men in two seconds." Blade laughed at his poor attempt of a joke, sitting back onto his haunches and raising both paws to reveal long, sharp claws.

"Where did you find these cats? Was it the leader who attacked you?" He pressed, eyes flashing with sudden interest as he set his paws back onto the floor.

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  BLADE ‎ he/him | loner ‎
  

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  ‎ a very well muscled tom at average height, with a coarse voice from constant shouting. Blade is a skilled fighter--striking low and fast--but often overestimates his abilities.
  

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  ‎ ‎ "speech" // thoughts
  

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  ‎ ‎ penned by arsynne on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Heather]

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She paused. He wasn't going to make her leave?

He showed off his claws and talked about killing the ShadowClanners, and her heart thumped nervously. Was she really safe here?

"Uh, um, no. You mean... you don't know about the Clans? There's..." She thought for a moment, trying to remember. "Five of them? Big groups of cats who take up most of the land around here. I was looking for RiverClan but... ended up on the wrong territory." Heather gave her shoulder an awkward lick.

"I didn't exactly get her name," she confessed. "But she definitely seemed too young to be a leader or anything." The stranger really seemed more intent on picking a fight with Clan cats than with her, so she sat back down.

"ShadowClan lives in that kinda marshy area, not far from here," she told him. "But really, there's a lot of cats in a Clan, and I'm sure not all of them are that mean!" Heather coughed, trying to distract him from the clear bloodlust.

"Anyway, I really am sorry for intruding. My name's Heather- what's yours?"

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OOC

BIO

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• Loner || 19 moons
  SPEECH || THOUGHTS
  

 

[BLADE]

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Blade continued to scrunch up his muzzle as he listened, ears and pelt prickling with obvious impatience. However, his ears perked at her question, his chest puffing as large as his ego.

"Blade!" He replied almost instantly, tail swiping excitedly across the floor. "And this isnt my den," Blade continued, eyes fluttering around the hollow. "I'm sure another animal lives here, but they haven't come by since I stopped in. I bet they scented me and turned tail to flee." He snickered, shoulders bouncing in emphasis.

Suddenly, Blade's gaze locked back onto Heather as an idea flew into his mind, body freezing.

"We should go back," Blade suggested, working his claws into the dirt. "and get revenge on the cat who clawed you." He finished with a hiss, eyes wide with excitement as his tail tip flicked wildly.

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  BLADE ‎ he/him | loner ‎
  

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  ‎ a very well muscled tom at average height, with a coarse voice from constant shouting. Blade is a skilled fighter--striking low and fast--but often overestimates his abilities.
  

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  ‎ ‎ "speech" // thoughts
  

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  ‎ ‎ penned by arsynne on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Heather]

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Heather stared at Blade, wide eyed, her legs trembling.

"N-no, I-" she mewed. "I couldn't go back there! And sure, she hurt me, but I crossed their border! I-" Heather knew she did not want to try for revenge.

"Plus," she tilted her head down. "I'm not good at fighting. You'd be doing all the work!" Heather looked at her new companion, pleading.

"Really, I don't need revenge, Blade! I just. I made a mistake, so I'm going to have to live with it, I guess."

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BIO

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• Loner || 19 moons
  SPEECH || THOUGHTS
  

 

[BLADE]

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Blade snorted, utter disbelief flashing in his eyes. He hardly heard the rest of her protest--no further information was needed, as his mind was already made up. It was imperative that he find out what these clan-cats were all about.

"Enough sitting around!" Blade exclaimed, cutting off the tail end of her sentence as he leapt to his paws. "I'll go see if they're as dangerous as you claim them to be." He snickered, rolling his shoulders forward as he stretched the muscles throughout his body.

Leaping around Heather, Blade hooked the half eaten prey he had stored into the corner with a claw, tossing it into the air before snatching it between his teeth. A bustling surge of energy flowed through his limbs, and as if he had gathered all the strength into them, Blade hastily bounded out of the little hollow. His shoulder scraped the bark as his body tore through the entrance, knocking it from the tree and sending it tumbling to the floor with a laugh.

Paws soared in zigzags across the grass, and within a few instants, he was gone.

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• ⟡ OOC -
  
  
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  BLADE ‎ he/him | loner ‎
  

  ⟡

  ‎ a very well muscled tom at average height, with a coarse voice from constant shouting. Blade is a skilled fighter--striking low and fast--but often overestimates his abilities.
  

  ⟡

  ‎ ‎ "speech" // thoughts
  

  ⟡

  ‎ ‎ penned by arsynne on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Heather]

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Heather crouched, startled, as the younger cat tossed his prey into the air and tore off, heedless of her insistence that the whole "revenge" thing was wholly unnecessary. It seemed Blade was the kind who, once they got an idea in their head, refused to let it go. She watched him run off, shaking her head.

She didn't particularly feel like following him - after all, it was all his idea to go get revenge! Heather wanted no part of it!

This hollow was pretty nice though, and he hadn't actually ended up attacking her... Heather supposed that she could at least wait here for him to hopefully return. Maybe catch some prey after licking her wounds. If Blade decided to come back, he might be hurt, and it was always easier to heal up with a safe place to rest.

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OOC

BIO

• txt
• Loner || 19 moons
  SPEECH || THOUGHTS