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Post by uniqcrim on Mar 5, 2022 17:51:17 GMT -5
"I'll be back later!" He called to his mother as he scampered out of the nursery. He was just stepping outside of camp to scavenge for dun items to decorate his nest with, maybe even chase a few bugs if they were out and about. The chilly first was finally clearing up and today was a relatively warm day. It was nice and he was excited to go out and play, although it was a bit of a shame he was playing by himself. Scanning the clearing he spotted Foxkit not too far away and his ears perked up. "Hey, foxkit! Whatcha doinggg?" He grinned at her, rocking on his heels with barely contained excitement.
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Post by Darkness on Mar 5, 2022 18:30:53 GMT -5
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[~] Before the sun was up in the sky, before any of her Clan-mates had awoken from their dreaming, Foxkit had been up. She had watched as the darkness became light. The stillness, turned into movement. The dull sounds, of the night creatures, turned to padding of paws and hoofs and chirps. Foxkit had seen, heard and felt it all. The fox-like kitten, saw an opportunity, a big bird, a full-grown Robin, sitting just within her paw-length. She softly purred and lowered herself to try and catch it. The sun was just rising over the horizon, It's beaming light shining brightly.
[~] The beaming light allowed her to know that if she wanted to catch the bird, she better do it now. Now before the warriors, the apprentices, and other cats of the clan, woke up. She positioned her down-wind or at least tried too. Since her senses where still developing, it was hard to tell at times. Foxkit crept up on it was quietly as she could. Stepping over stones, twigs, that had found their way into the camp. She crept as close as she dared, gathered her haunches and made the leap. For a moment she thought she had missed.
[~] But at the last minute, she had reached out a paw and swatted it to the ground as hard as she could, before she landed on the ground herself and rolled a little ways away. She got up quickly and pounced on the bird. Foxkit was about to off the bird, when a voice came up behind her. She dug her claws into the birds, chest and turned her yellow eyes to the cat who spoke.
'Hunting.' She simply replied with a (matter of fact voice), before returning to her prey and off it with a slash to it's throat.
[~] As she spoke to the other cat, the bird had been pecking and wiggling underneath her paws, trying to break free. She smiled as she returned to her prey and killed it quickly. She didn't want too, but with the other cats waking up and moving around, she thought it best to just off the bird and eat it, before she got yelled at for (playing with her food).
'Want to share?' She asked as she lifted her now bloody paws, licking with a small gleam of happiness in her eyes, a darkness, hidden in their deaths, a secret murderer.
[~] A secret murder, in the making, a kit, who would one day become a famous killer, a cat who tortures, maims and kills for the pleasure of it. Though as of now, no one knows this, no one would think, that this red-fox-like kitten, would become a notorious murdering sociopath. A cat who finds pleasure in just killing another, either Clan-mate, outsiders, Prey, Prisoners, it wouldn't matter to her. All that would matter is the spilling of blood, the Dark Forest. The Dark Forest, where she would begin, learning to be who she would grow up to become, a Legend.
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Post by uniqcrim on Mar 5, 2022 19:47:45 GMT -5
He tilted his head as he looked at the bird under her bloody paws. "Sure," he agreed, shrugging as he approached her and sniffed the bird. "Dod you catch that" he asked curiously. Foxkit couldn't be much older than him so how was she already going out and catching prey? He was a little curious but Charmingkit was in no particular hurry to grow up either.
"After we eat do you want to go collecting with me? I want to find pretty things to decorate the nursery with." Charmingkit was a particular fan of pretty decorations and preferred to himself neat, clean, and groomed at all times. After all, you never knew when it would pay off to be well kept.
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