...l i g h t s && s o u n d s...

[Xanaphia]

"What would eat a cat?" That sure made the little kit sound stupid and like he's been in complete isolation. Which that was not true but can't help for him being unknown to things.

[Undead]

“I dunno if I wanna know.”

Undead shivered, answering honestly. Fear crept into her young voice, before she shuddered violently, closed her bright green eyes, and shook her head to remove the image from her mind’s eye.

[Xanaphia]

"Maybe we should get out of here before the monster comes after us for its next meal." Shocky said as he started backing up and about to bolt back over the boundary line of the two clans.

[Razorblade]

Like a scythe curving so pleasantly across bare flesh, the tom smoothly slid from his hiding place, blocking to two small kits from retreating across the border. Although he was small for his age, he easily out sized and out strengthened the two much smaller young ones.

“Whoever said you two could trespass and just get away with it, hm?”

Twitch…twitch.

His tail lashed a few times, deep orbs eying the other tom.

[Xanaphia]

Shocky jumped into the air, startled. Not having heard the other cat approach them. "We didn't know any other cats were here. Honest!" He said while acting brave and trying not to show the other tom fear.

[Razorblade]

“And I believe you?”

The young tom hissed, the fur rising along his spine as he stood up and took one challenging paw step towards the male kit.

“Oh, I know! I should introduce you two to Heartless. I’m sure she’d just love to have you for dinner.”

[Xanaphia]

Something didn't sound right when Razorblade said that and Shocky knew it. Taking a few paw steps back, the kit gulped back the fear that was growing inside of him. It wasn't only because of the size of the other tom but also because he had a murderous look to his eyes. Like he could kill them without fault. 'Oh StarClan, what have I gotten myself into this time?' Shocky thought to himself. "Because we are only kits and don't know much." He shot back in defending himself and Undead. "So let us go and we'll never come back over here again."

[Undead]

“Yah, let us go.”

Poor little Undead was fluffed up twice her little size in sheer terror, but she stood faithfully by Shocky. Though the young rogue female could easily ditch the Risingclan tom, she didn’t, but those bright green orbs were wide in the fear that she felt….

[Razorblade]

…that Razorblade could sense emanating from her. The young tom smirked, still blocking their path.

“Then you two are very stupid kits that need to be taught a lesson.”

His chuckle was dry, dark, and those deep hues shifted from the young male kit to the female.

[Xanaphia]

This so was not looking good with this older tom acting the way he is. Could they really take on this other cat by themselves? Of course Shocky has a secret weapon within his own fur that others don't get unless they touch him or he touches them. Undead's fear must be rubbing off on him as he was now starting to get afraid of Razorblade. "What do you plan to do to us? We did nothing wrong here." He said then added, "We weren't even here that long anyway."

[Razorblade]

“Plan to do to you? I’ll do nothing.”

His laugh was chilling, and the young tom rose to pad a few steps towards the two young kits, especially amused by the little fluffed out female.

“Now I wonder what Bane would say to find a Risingclan kit on his turf, hm? I dare say he wouldn’t like it.”

Deep orbs shifted from the little tom, to the female.

“And you fluff ball. A tiny rogue kit? What use are you? Maybe a pretty little toy to add to his collection.”

One paw shot out, pinning little Undead to the ground. The she-kit gave a mild cry of terror, before Razorblade pushed down with some of his weight to cut off her breathing, and the cry vanished.

“Or he could take your pretty little eyes instead. I’d think he’d like that.”

[Xanaphia]

"Leave her alone!" Shocky screeched in anger. There was no way this was going to end well. Besides it wasn't the kits fault they had past a borderline between clans. They weren't taught that yet.

[Razorblade]

With an evil chuckle, a malevolent glint within dark orbs, the young tom raised his voice in a loud yowl – one he knew would reach the main camp.

Would Bane respond? Here was a good chance – the capture of a Risingclan kit.

And the rogue female?

Maybe Bane would allow his followers to have a little fun with her.

[Xanaphia]

That yowl didn't sound too good. Causing Shocky to leap at the tom with claws unsheathed, hoping to catch him somewhat off guard, and to free Undead. Just maybe they can make a break for it and get across the boundary line before some other mean cats came. 'Oh Starclan, please help me and Undead out with this,' he silently pleaded as he made a valiant effort to claw Razorblade up and his electric fur will help him out too. Nice wake up call for the older feline about him that's for sure.