hunting for the youngin' [ebonystar]

[[ . kagamine . ]]

hagane was never one for caring about clan bounderies. He actually didn't give a flying rat's ass if it was Shadowclan's land, or his own. All this feral cat knew, that he was hunting for himself and his younger brother. Grumbling as he padded carefully through the pine forest, he growled at the ground. "where's the food in this dump?!" he spat angrily to the air, looking around and sniffing the air.
at last, he saw food. Hagane licked his chops at the sight of the squirrel, minding it's own business, nibbling on an acorn. Snalking carefully. he crept up to the squirrel, than pounced, landing on the prey, snapping it's neck with his larger paw. Grumbling, he scooped the dead animal up in his jaws and padded along towards the way he came, to give the prey to Mikuo, than he'd hunt again. Just not in this place.

[poison]

Ebonystar was patroling the boundries. To many rouges were getting in and hunting their food, trying to get with shadow clan femals. The warriors apparently couldn't do their jobs right, and, if you wanted something done, it's better to do it yourself. Pine needles muffled the sound of his steps as he padded along, The wind shifted the green giants above his auds. Some strange scent hung in the air. One that made the tom angry and almost bloodthirsty. There was a cat who did not belong, close by. By the scent of it, he had made a kill. A snarl ripped from the toms throat as he picked up his pace and weaved through the underbrush and low hanging tree branches. He was going to make this cat rue the day he desided to hunt on claimed shadowclan land.

[[ . kagamine . ]]

hagane didn't notice this cat, though he stopped and the prey hit the pine-covered ground, him snarling. Bringing up his paw to his sight, he glared at the offending pine needle. "Who's idea was it to have these stupid pines in the first place!?" he snapped loudly, trying to wrench it out of his paw-pad with his jaws. In one painful move, he wrenched out the offending pine needle and licked the wound lightly - maybe that wasn't a good idea to do that. After a second or two, he sighed, deciding he should just get Mikuo food later, and brushed some pines away with his tail, settling down for a meal.

[poison]

Black fur brushed the low hanging needles from their cradling branches as the tom stalked closer, his paws placing stedy and quick, but, quiet. He was calm, there was no pounding in his ears, or nerviousness in his gaze. He was focused, intent. His cruel gaze set on the male as he nursed his wound and then settled down to eat. He was waiting. This male was prey to him, not to eat, but to hunt and kill all the same. He hated tresspassers and this one was no different. His lungs filled with cool air, his body, once tense, uncoiled as the large, black, tom cat sprung foreward with claws unshelted and made an attempt to sink his strong teeth into his shoulder. His battle cry rang out in a loud yowl of fierce intentions.

[[ . kagamine . ]]

hagane's ripped, gray, ears flicked up at the sound of that noise, though it was too late to counter. The leader had done what he had intended, and he let out a yowl of his own, trying to mask the pain that he had hidden in it, trying to shake off the leader. The rouge shook, having risen to his feet at the sound of the yowl, with the intent of getting the black cat off and trying to kill him. It was the Hagane way, and he had no intent of dying right here. He was going to live and continue taking care of his younger brother.

[poison]

The black cat pulled a chunk of fur from the other when he was slung off. Landing on his feet he balanced and let out a loud snarl, What are you doing in My lands.. The acidic tone in his voice was clear. Piercing. He circled, like a wolf around a wounded hunt animal. With another yowl, he dove foreward, he was fast, strong, larger that the other.

[[ . kagamine . ]]

the rouge snarled and replied back with the fiercest of tones, "Your land?! Is that why it smells like dung here?" Hagane jeered and flicked his tail, ears against his skull. He told himself he would win this, several times in his head, though he didn't have a doubt about it - Hagane never lost, and he didn't have an intent to now.
When he lunged forward, Hagane tried to side-step and lunge back - however, he ended up pinned down. On instinct, he raked his back claws against Ebonystar's belly, snarling loudly.

[poison]

You worthless rouge, you're the reason it smells like dung here. the bigger male snarled visiously snapping his jaws in the face of the other, only to be cut short when claws ripped at his stomach. He yowled. One paw swipped at the face of the other, with the hope of claws ripping into gray flesh and making crimson flow, leaving a mark that would forever haunt the male.

[[ . kagamine . ]]

The rouge had opened his mouth for a comeback, though he was cut short. Ebonystar had succeeded, a mark digging deep into the muzzle of the rouge. He yowled and tried to dig his claws deeper into the leader's flesh, to return the favor of the scar that would haunt Hagane forever.

[poison]

The pain drove the dark leader to retch his claws from the skin of the other and pull away. This was taking to long. His breathing was burdented. His stomach bleeding, though it was not a scar that clouded his features, it didn't matter. Get out now or fall. He ordered, his leader bravado showing once again.

[[ . kagamine . ]]

The rouge snarled softly, and he looked towards the way he had come. A slight chuckle came deep from the rouge's throat as he stared up at the leader. That slight battle was.. actually amusing to the rouge. Picking himself up and dipping his head, he stared up at him. "..Your.. kinda good." he commented, than looked towards the way he had come. ".. Either way, I've got a kit to take care of." he mumbled, beginning to pad off, though he growled when he stepped in a thorn again, stopping to wrench it out of his paw-pads, yet again.

[poison]

I must admit, you are also a good fighter. You would be a good adition as a warrior to the shadow clan. Or just an ally we know how to find. I can assure you, I have connections and can make sure you never go hungry. The toms face had turned. In times where the medi's couldn't sleep, all the allies that could be found are worth it.

[[ . kagamine . ]]

The feral cat's head turned towards the leader and he scoffed. "I'd love to join that.. little.. group of yours, but I don't think so." he licked the wound on his paw-pad and thought about this before looking up once again, "I'll be your ally, and those connections.. would be helpful." he added the last part in a dull, quiet voice. As long as he could take care of Mikuo, he was fine with anything; it was his duty to take care of the kit.

[poison]

Wise choice. He stated as he watched the male. you may not beileive in starclan, but, they have predicted a darkness that could end us all. You'll be needing our alliship more than you realize. Starclan has never been wrong. He stated, Come the boarders anytime you need food, i will tell my warriors of you and they will know to bring you some.