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Innocentia giggled, her laugh a horrible sound, far too high. Soon it was consumed into adorable shrieks and giggles as the big pink bowed, short sized she-cat fell onto her back in a fit of joy. Soon she sat back up again wiping a tear from her. Letting out a sigh she shook her head, "Pain is hilarious."
"SOMEONE HELP ME! I AM LITERALLY DYING OVER HERE!"
A tom was stuck in a literal bear trap, luckily it was just his leg. But unluckily it was just his leg, there was no way to free him except to cut it off and even then it was almost certain he'd die from bleeding. He was trapped, bleeding away and waiting for his demise.
"Oh my gosh, stop it. You're too much," Innocentia smiled, "After all you're not on Primal Instincts border, you're two inches away from it. So I can't go over and help a rogue like you, then I'd be on your territory."
Mink-chan had picked up on the scent of blood and tracked it to the crying tom. The siamese cat was well into trainee age, yet as she had no one to advocate for her so she had yet to be promoted. So she took to exploring the territory in an attempt to train herself. Now she stood in front of the scene. Her blue eyes flickered between Innocentia and the trapped tom. Bone seemed to be poking out of his skin and blood stained his ginger fur.
"How long shall it take for him to die from blood loss?" Her deep brown paws stopped next to the cannibal. Yet Mink never even glanced at her, for the sight of the tom squirming in pain was to enticing to look away.
"Oh, that'll likely not happen. It's pressed into his leg, it made some blood leave him and he'll be dizzy, but the fangs of that contraption are sunken deep in him. In other words, they're holding the blood in place from leaving. Likely he'll lure predators to eat him, the two-leg will find him and save him or he'll die of starvation. Truthfully I would save him and take him as a snack, but I'm unable to get it open. After all we don't want foxes coming to snatch up the pathetic thing, but what can a girl do," She shrugged, her high childish, British voice sounded like it belonged to a kit than a full grown huntress. Nonetheless an ex proxy.
"Whatcha doin?" Little Elyon-chan asked, having once again followed Mink-chan and she'd once again led her to something interesting. The fluffy golden tabby sat back to look at the tom. "So what's the deal with the tom in the metal jaw thingy?" She asked. "WE going to kill him?"
"Well that's a shame, I have never seen a cat bleed to death before. I'd rather watch him slowly die, you can learn more that way." Mink directed the second part at her fellow youngling. She frowned softly as she stepped closer to the contraption. The metal was almost a rusty color, not particularly shiny so it seemed it had been well hidden in the fallen leaves. The pleas of the tom seemed to have stopped and instead he just stared at her. Foolish hope was still in his eyes, yet Mink would offer no freedom. Slowly she circled the trap in an attempt to figure out how it works, there seemed to be some spring like thing that had allowed it to snap shut. Perhaps if she was strong enough and nice enough she could get it to open, such a shame she was neither.
"I think I'll eventually have to kill him if he keeps screaming, someone will complain, but I find it rather amusing. What do you think? Should we put him out of his misery or let him sing his symphony of screams? Ohhh, if I was a clan leader I'd name someone Symphonyscream," Innocentia purred.
"If you kill him can I help?" Elyon-chan asked bouncing on her paws. Her mother was a traitor and her father not always around. So she was eager for a chance to get her paws wet. She was a lot younger than mink-chan but she could still kill when the situation called for it.
Innocentia scoffed, "yeah, you can, do you know how cool you would be to be able to say you killed a cat when you were only a kit. The cats trapped so he can't do much and honestly, looking at him. He wants you to kill him so you have time to make mistakes and learn. Now are you close to being a trainee? Cause if not we might have to strangle him, your claws maybe too dull, but they'll grow in, don't worry."
Mink-chan couldn't help but smile at Elyon, the eagerness to kill was adorable. It was a nice chance to let her learn to kill, Mink had not had such an easy first time. "I don't see why not, I killed when I was younger than you." She nudged the kit closer to the tom, enjoying the look on his face. "Go for the throat, it tends to be the bloodiest." She craved blood, though not in the same way as Innocentia, rather she liked to watch in run out of the body in all its crimson glory.
Elyon-chan looked at her paws, "Um... is 3 moons old too old to have sharp enough claws?" She asked looking up at Innocentia. Then she went over to the strugging cat and unsheathed her little claws, she tried to scratch the tom but her claws weren't able to do much damage, making Elyon's face fall in disappointment. "Drat," She meowed her tail drooping. "Okay, how do I do the strangulation?" She asked.
Mink watched Elyon try to claw at the throat of the tom and the sense of relief that washed over him as her kitten claws glanced off his skin. With a low growl she lunged and nipped at his good front leg, causing him to jerk his snapped one. A feral grin spread across her face as he let out a shriek of pain. "Just clamp your teeth around his throat." She suggested, she had never strangled someone before and so could offer no help on that front.
"I guess we can make this a longer process, I'm going to teach you what pressing is," Innocentia said as she walked over to a rock and slowly nudged it over to the cat and placed it on top of his side, "This will slow his breathing. Now, with all your force press down on his throat and don't stop until I tell you too."
Elyon-chan nodded and clambered over to where the tom's neck was and began pressing down with all her might. Straining a little, the little cat practically having to climb on top of the tom to to press down on his throat.
The large kitten sat back and watched the show. She was rather thrilled to learn another method of death and it was a bit of a bonus that the cat teaching them was on the smaller side. Mink-chan could easily translate it into her life then. At the same time, a little bit of her mind was still wondering how no one had paid attention to the screams or had bothered to track either of the younglings. It was honestly a little concerning how no one seemed to care what the kits did, rules did not seem to exist in this place.
