Dance little [Charm],dance

[Memory]

Charm her eyes glittered in the sun.What a nice place to start a clan...She smiled,her teeth huge.She sat down.Half way of cleaning her ragged fur,she saw something.She looked up,just barley."Rabbit."She whispered.She leaped over her paws,compleating a little circle,and pounced. the rabbit ran,she raced after it.The weaving and hoping didn't confuse Charm.She waited untill the rabbit got tired.Then she leaped at it.She landed on it's back leg.It started to cry out,and she killed it."Food..."she whispered.She chuckled,and looked around again."Hmm,the rabbit moved me just a few feet from where I was.Silly."She said,her voice like posioned honey.She curled her tail around the rabbit.Maybe the leader of all this cat smells would let me in,If I gave it to them...

[Darkangel]

Indeed, one of the leaders scented her at least five minutes before she saw Charm. Darkangel let out a cool hiss. Oh, hunting on Bane's land without Bane's permission, then? She would pay. The BoneClan Princess jumped off of her perch - a throne-like rock - and stalked behind this Charm kitty. What was she doing? ... Talking to a dead rabbit? Oh, great. Darkangel felt she couldn't handle another crazy in the Clan.

"Talkin' to your food, are you hun?"

Darkangel's smooth, cool, sweet hiss came from all around.

ooc/NO i do NOT suck. i just suck right NOW.

[Kaz]

OoC: I hope it's okay if I join, it's kind of pointless to start a new thread, you know?

A gray head shot to the left, as a hiss came from the direction. They were many tail-lengths away, but they were still visible, and so was she. She watched carefully for a few seconds, then turned back to the ground. Her rugged body, frustrated and tired; her mangled fur was ruffled more than the usual, that certain dangerous air that hung around her was coated with a sense of annoyance.
Kaz was lost.
But she laughed a bit when she heard the black she-cat; she could always use some humor.
She plopped on the ground, with a 'thud'.
She examined her surroundings, her striped long fur daring to touch the ground. Her pelt seemed to grow an inch every second.
She grunted as she realized that she didn't recognize anything. For a split second, she considered turning around, going back, but the thought quickly disappeared from her corrupted mind.
She also thought about asking for directions from the cat behind her.
No. It was out the the question.
Kaz hated being asked questions, so why would she interrogate someone else.
Gah, to much thinking.
She turned toward the bunny loving cat, just to watch. .

[Pripyat]

satan, satan, lend me a dollar.

"Does it talk back, I wonder?"

A third voice joined the group, this one belonging to a tom.

A lean black cat stepped from the bushes, looking somehow wolflike in his hungry, predatory stance. His manic grin somehow managed to show every one of his razor teeth.

Pripyat slinked around Charm, as if seizing her up to eat. His silent, measured pawsteps carried him to a position directly across from Darkangel, effectively blocking the nocomer's escape. His eyes flashed in Darkangel's direction; he nodded respectfully to his second leader.

Then Pripyat returned his attention fully on Charm. He tilted his head curiously to one side.
"It never talks back to me," he meowed.

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[Kaz]

Kaz wanted to know if this cat was being serious, or sarcastic. He looked quite menacing, not the others didn't, but his smile; it made him look crazy, his teeth seemed sharp from where she was.
She wanted to see what the bunny-loving she-cat would do; she moved closer.
She got up, and slowly padded a few tail-lengths away from where she was sitting. It was fun, watching these cats, it gave Kaz a certain sense of familiarity.
She loved to freak others out.

[Memory]

Charm held her head high,her golden eyes glittering the whole time.
"No,I'm talking to myself."She told the black queen,her voice sickening sweet.
She watched the tom slink around her.Her mouth set into a mini smirk.
She got up."If it talked back,it wouldn't be dead.Now would it?"She told the tom staring into his face.Her teeth glimmered in the sun,as she gave a wide and menacing smile to Pripyat.Her eyes shined,and showed that she knew something they didn't."Would you like a bite?"Charm asked the queen,staring at her instead."I'm not hungry."

[§†hrïgª]

Kaz snorted. What was this cat trying to do? Suck up or something.
She despised suck ups.
"Just eat the damn rabbit," she snapped at Charm. She was annoyed at the way Charm spoke, her voice, it reminded her of venom-covered chocolate; that glint in her eye made her sick.

OoC: Short- sorry. o,o

[Pripyat]

satan, satan, lend me a dollar.

Pripyat smirked in amusement...though what he was amused by was a mystery.
"Fat lot you know," he meowed coolly, eying her rabbit in an almost suspicious way. There was no hostility in his voice, but his stance was still wary; he was ready to attack at any given moment.

Aww, did she think her itty-bitty smile would scare Pripyat? That so-called-menacing grin?
Pripyat was a BoneClanner, little she. Infamous, notorious.

He flashed a real grin, the kind that gave nightmares. Pripyat was insane, the rumors said; nothing to the rumors about Bane, of course, but these had the benefit of being true.

The second newcomer spoke. Pripyat had known she was there, but now he turned to face her, blue eyes sharp and curious.
"'Lo," he said, tilting his head slightly to one side.
This cat did not irritate him so much; she, at least, was not pretending she was all big-timey like the other one.

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[Memory]

Charm whiped around,to stare at Kaz."Is there a problem?"She asked,grining widly again.Her voice sounded much different,more mocking.Her mind set on overdrive.
"Unless,"She said,focusing her attention on Kaz."Unless,I could just give this lovely black queen the rabbit.She could take in into her clan and I could just leave."She circled the other she-cat."Then,I would just leave,a Murderer,and find another clan.That would take me in."Her voice settled down like honey,messed up honey that could kill a cat.She was messing with Kaz's mind.Her mouth est in a small side smirk,and her eyes glowed evily."And,"Her eyes twinkled."There's a war coming."

{This is fun,I love to play Charm,she such a evil kitty,I was going to name her Mindtwister. ;)}

[Kaz]

Kaz nodded politely at Pripyat, before giving all her attention to the cat circling around her.
She watched Charm intently, examining every contour of her face, watching every sleek movement.

...Unless, I could just give this lovely black queen the rabbit. She could take in into her clan and I could just leave....
Then, I would just leave, a Murderer,and find another clan. That would take me in....


"After what stupid crap you'd try to pull, no clan would take dirt like you in," she grunted, "You think you can come here and show off some sadistic crap to cats, probably more experienced and known in the Valley, then just consider leaving?"

This cat was getting on Kaz's last nerve. What was this cat trying to pull? Did she inject G-virus into the rabbit or something?
Ugh. Too many questions.
This cat thought she could screw up her mind, too bad, her mind already screwed. After moons of torture from twolegs, being set on fire; electrocuted with frayed wires; hit with hammers.
She didn't need some big shot, bunny loving she-cat all up in her face.
She flipped her head, so her long bang-like fur was out of her eyes, and raised an eyebrow at Charm.

"What's your name?"

G-virus (c) to Resident Evil[owned by Capcom]

[Memory]

Charm sat down,raising one eyebrow."Should me name concern you?"She said,licking her paws."It shouldn't."She stared at Kaz then.Tough kitty.Hmm...What is she here for.This clan seems evil,a murderer can't join.So sad...She got up and walked over to the queen."Would you like the rabbit miss.I can just leave."She sat down in front of Darkangel,waiting for her answer.

{We should wait for Darkangel to reply}

[Darkangel]

ooc/yeah! yeah you should! x33 warning - slightly mean words here xDD

"No, I don't want a bite."

Darkangel's emerald green eyes were narrowed suspisciously, a cold light shining in them. Her tail lashed; Darkangel was easily annoyed, but of course she wouldn't show that just now unless Charm really got on her nerves. A gray cat entered, and - ah, here was Pripyat, a loyal member of BoneClan. The Heiress dipped her head to the wolflike tomcat, orbs on him all the time - one could never be too trusting. Which brought her back to Charm, offering her a piece of rabbit.

"One should never accept food from another they don't know."

Darkangel turned her back, ready to leave, her emerald eyes still on every other cat, when Charm mentioned the word 'queen'. The BoneClan Princess whipped around, her lips curled back in a snarl, her nose only a mouse's tail-length from Charm's. Queen? Queen?! Her claws were unsheathed, her teeth sharp - but not any sharper than Pripyat's. Her green eyes were ablaze with fury. Darkangel, now outraged with this piece of mouse crap, let out a loud, angry hiss. Her tail lashed, the black and golden blurred as it whipped from side to side.

"You will not address me as 'queen', you will address me as your princess. I am not pregnant with snivelling little kits, I am a warrioress. Much more than you will ever be."

She spat the words 'queen' and 'kits'. Hm, did this little bitch really think circling Darkangel would intimidate her? Darkangel followed her coldly with those icey emerald eyes, the fur on her neck and shoulders standing straight up. She was tempted to just leap at this ... complete idiot, and rip her to shreds, but she held back. Of course Pripyat would want to help her with that. Her emerald orbs flicked to Pripyat's blues, signalling that there would - most likely - be a fight today, and she wanted him to be in it. Pripyat was an able-bodied fighter; he might even be stronger than Darkangel herself.

[Pripyat]

satan, satan, lend me a dollar.

Pripyat caught Darkangel's subtle signal and answered it with the tiniest of nods, almost a mere jerk of his head.
Yes, little Princess, he thought. ...Though, you aren't little anymore, are you?
Just Princess, then.

He ran his tongue along his teeth, feling the sharp points. Pripyat was an unusual cat; where most felines fought with their claws, he fought with his teeth. They were his main weapon, and a devastating weapon they were. Moons upon moons of killing with sharp fangs had made his jaws stronger than any cat's had right to be. He could crush bone, tear flesh.
Soon.
Maybe.

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[Memory]

"Princess,even more pretty."She bowed as she spoke.
"Warrior princess of this noble clan."
She whispered,to herself.
"You don't have to take the rabbit.And I wouldn't posion it,if that's what your thinking.I do my killing with my claws and teeth."
She sat down again.She stared at the cats around the clearing,and started to lick her paw.
"I can just leave.I don't really care."
She shruged.She looked back down at the rabbit,and took a bite.She sat back up and chewed it,while thinking.
Hmm..Start little warrior princess.I like that,a noble leader.
What ever she thought afterwards,she knew that she liked Darkangel.She smiled,as her fluffly tail curled over her paws.
"Princess,where is your clan.I bet they are all great like you.Even this tom right here."
She said,pointing her head over to Pripyat.She watched the tom,and frowned.
What was he doing,licking his teeth,Ok...I don't like him as much as Princess,but he's cool.
She shruged again,and licked her other paw.

OOC:Charm was circling Kaz,not Darkangel...

[Pripyat]

satan, satan, lend me a dollar.

The rumble began deep in his chest, a sound so low it was felt more than heard; it mounted slowly, a fierce, threatening wolflike growl.
"State your purpose, cat," Pripyat snarled. "We cats of BoneClan don't appreciate such games, and we don't soften under pitiful flattery such as yours."

Gone was the good-humored glint in his blue eyes; gone was even his lunatic grin. The cat Pripyat had become was a serious one, and there was the dangerous edge of anger strong in his voice.
His tail gave a casual flick. "And you can choose to leave...but somehow I think your day would just be ruined by my teeth in your throat."

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[Kaz]

Kaz didn't answer; just stared at Charm, until she sat in front of Darkangel, and listened to Pripyat.
This cat kind of freaked her out. Darkangel, the princess, was neutral, and Charm just annoyed her.
She was not intimidated, just irritated, in no mood to start a fight.

And you can choose to leave...but somehow I think your day would just be ruined by my teeth in your throat.

Although, she would love to join one... but she stayed silent as her slumped figure, which was clearly displaying an act of irritation, suddenly straightened, and an layer of joy seemed to cloud her eyes golden eyes. She stood, her shackle's chain chinking. It was clear that Kaz wanted to beat the living daylights out of Charm.
And if this "Boneclan" got to fight and threaten like this, she was sure to join.

[Darkangel]

"And my claws raking your belly."

Darkangel's eyes narrowed as she let out a menacing hiss. Her claws sheathed and unsheathed, leaving scores in the ground. She could imagine herself, blood forming a pool on the ground, the sticky red liquid spattered on her maw and delicate mitts. But she was pulled back into real life as a bird flew from a nearby bush. Then the previous statement Pripyat had made got Darkangel thinking of another thing to spit at this Charm.

"I don't care what you say to me, sucking up will not make me like you more, and it won't make my father like you more, either. It will probably make us hate you more."

She thought of Bane ... the Dark Lord ... Lord Bane ... Daddy. Darkangel was so damn proud to call him her father. When Kaz sat in front of her, she snarled audibly, but she wasn't as annoyed with Kaz as she was with Charm. No, Darkangel just moved closer to Pripyat so that she could see Charm. She could sense that the less annoying she-cat - Kaz - was slightly afraid of Pripyat. Good choice, she thought. Pripyat was definitely one to fear. Darkangel glanced at him; the light of battle was in her emerald eyes.

[Memory]

Charm stared back at Pripyat.
"My purpose.Proaly the same as most rouges or loners..."
She turned so she was facing Pripyat.She held her head up high,and adressed him.
"My name is Charm.I seek the home of a clan.In return I'll defend and protect myself,my fellow clan mates,and most important,the leader."
She showed that she was staying,the glint in her eyes was replaced by the hardness of her stubborn side.Her mouth now set in a steady strait line,hard for somecats;Her scarred shoulders got tense,and she sat down with a hard thump.She let her mind wander into the ways she could leave,but she rejected all.
I'm staying here.Boneclan will be my new home.
She thought of the satifying defeat of the tom in front of her,and crushed that out too.
She stared up at Pripyat,her eyes got a glint of fear;She was really deathly afraid of the tom,his grins and large size scared her,alot.
She then thought of what her life was,what she had done to it.She almost sighed out-loud.Her tail lashed,but not of anger at Pripyat,at herself.She stoped her tail before Pripyat could see that it wasn't towards him.

[Kaz]

Kaz noticed Charm's eyes- the bit of fear in them. She dared to nod slightly, showing her that, she too, thought Pripyat was fearful.
Staying where she was, she faced Darkangel.
Kaz knew she that, although not a terrible fighter, wasn't a super one either. She was good with defensive moves, but not so much offensive.
Her stealth was poor; credit goes to the shackle attached to her left hind leg.
What the heck?
"I, too, wish to join. Rumor has it, a war is spurring. I want to allegiance with Boneclan." Kaz nodded, to reassure herself that what she said, was what he wanted.