Red » ♀ » 3 yrs » Feeling: Hungry » Open to interaction
Hopping out from the trash can she was digging in, Red went to land on the rim of the cylinder; due to her weight, however, it knocked over. She didn't mind and continued on as though it hadn't happened, licking her lips as she stalked out along the alleyway, tail low and ears back. That dumpster dive had been unsuccessful; she would have to go hunting, or to the restaurant before any other cats gathered. If not many were there she would chase them off, but she knew if it got too late the giant hairy tom who seemed to dominate more of the territory than herself. She had found out about a few hiding places where he left food for his mates after he had confided in her when they had mated a few seasons ago; they were both young and she had yet to become this hostile. But when he found out she was dipping in to the others and she had chased off her kits, he attacked her; she wouldn't be the reason for a kits death and a mothers struggle. She snorted and lashed her tail at the thought. He was stupid for leaving food lying around for them anyway, looking out for number one was the priority here.

Skulking, body stiff as she made her way towards the restaurant, Red glanced around the surrounding area. The smell of cat was getting stronger; too strong. She spotted a cream cat sitting atop a fence and hissed at the assumed pet, before bounding off towards the restaurant. She ran until she got there, a little out of breath and weary, exhausted from hunger, as she turned the corner and froze. A few cats. Two young toms, a she-cat. Her fur bristled as she approached, a low growl in her throat. A tom looked up nervously while the other looked up, but continued searching the bins. The she-cat was smart enough to move on and find elsewhere, or come back later. When the toms didn't budge, she snarled and lunged at them, causing them to scatter and run off. Satisfied, she still gave a growl as they glanced back, just as a warning to give her space. She hopped up onto the large rectangular contraption,sniffing before hopping in and beginning to dig.

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Angel » ♀ » 1 yr » Feeling: Bored » Guppy » In Heat
Now that the group had begun to disperse, Angel decided to take a different route to the restaurant; her heat was beginning to get the better of her, tail raised as she trotted through the complicated alleys, spreading her scent wide and far. A soft mewl was almost constant at the back of her throat; she almost forgot how bad it was until it was occurring, and now felt a twinge of guilt for her judgement of the bengal previously.

Already she knew toms were beginning to become aware of her increasingly strong scent; one or two strays peering around in curiosity, mouths open, before they began to follow at a distance - at least with where she was going their embarrassment would be spared. As she arrived from the opposite side of the alley, she strolled down and flicked an ear at two toms crouched a distance from the large dumpsters that was usually swarmed with a few cats. She sat and licked a paw, before rubbing it over an ear.

Red » ♀ » 3 yrs » Feeling: Possessive » Guppy, Angel
Growling and yamming as she ate quickly, Red was beyond grateful that she had managed to dig up a not too sour fish head. She peered out of the bin quickly, surveying her rivals - spotting a new tom. She growled low in her throat, but as long as he stayed away from her pickings it would be fine. But then a familiar, strong scent hit her nose - and she hopped onto the edge of the industrial sized garbage container, narrowing her eyes and hissing at the sight of some pretty, well-groomed little kitty pet. Oh, what, little pet gets her first heat and she decides she's ready to look after herself and pretend to be more independent than what she is and steal food from those who really need it? Jumping down from the bin she snarled, approaching Angel with hackles raised.

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((Sorry, here I am)
Conifer hurriedly ran out of her den, heading towards the clearing. She hoped she wasn't too late, she turned a corner, finally coming to the clearing. She saw the other she-cat turning away and stopped right in the middle, nearly out of breath. "Sorry I'm late! I'm not too late am I?" She asked hopefully. She shook a blade of grass off her paw and stood straight.

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The fae listened to her carefully. She listened to things around her, and named them as she detected them. "I hear... Cars, birds.. And I think I hear a squirrel.. Also... Moving leaves and wind." She stated. She then focused on what she could find by scent. "I can smell the street.. I can find your scent, too.." Conifer lifted her nose, trying to name the other scents. "I smell birds. I know there's more but I can't tell." She told the other feline.

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Angel » ♀ » 1 yr » Feeling: Worried » Guppy, Red » In Heat
The younger cats ears went back at the suddenly approaching aggressive, scruffy cat that seemed to be the absolute stereotype that all pets believed they would be attacked by if they left the safety of their fence. She backed up quickly, tail low as she kept eye contact; if she did that, she would be attacked for sure.

"Excuse me, I didn't realise I was invading," she began coolly, knowing for a fact it wasn't on invitation that cats came here. She could attempt to talk it over, but with this type of cat it seemed only action would suffice. She saw a cat approach behind the cat - Guppy - but gave a shake of her head to him; she would handle this herself, however it worked out.

Red » ♀ » 3 yrs » Feeling: Possessive » Guppy, Angel
With a low growl the she-cat lashed her tail, pacing and beginning to circle the cream tabby. She flicked an ear, the tom that had arrived seemed to gain interest; maybe after she chased this one off he'd follow. More food for her. "Oh, didn't you?" she snapped, hissing, tail high in the air, fur raised. "Poor little kitty, lost in the big bad world. Why don't you run home to your hairless humans and roll over for a morsel instead of taking food from those who need it more. Looks like you could do with less, anyway," the red she-cat smirked, a paw swiping out at Angels side.

Angel » ♀ » 1 yr » Feeling: Worried » Guppy, Red » In Heat
A small growl stopped itself in Angels throat; this was what this was about? She rolled her eyes and stood more straight now, shaking off her fur and looking the cat dead in the eye. "Relax, scruffy, I'm not a pet. I just happen to know how to maintain basic hygiene, unlike some." she smirked, tilting her head. "You eat. I've done my part today." She refrained from adding 'And it's fur, not fat, and it's a healthy weight, not skin and bones' because really, that didn't need to be said. But she'd still probably mention it later. She huffed, slightly, watching as the cat gave a growl, before turning around and chasing off a small tom that was sniffing near the bin she had abandoned and hopped back inside. She breathed a sigh of relief and sat, leaning around and licking her side where the cat had touched her; she didn't want to get any fleas.

After a moment she looked up to search out Guppy, before strolling up to him. "See? I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself," she purred, giving him a gentle nuzzle. The queen glanced him over, noticing the additional grooming and smiled. "And looks like you're taking those lessons on board." she teased, moving around and rubbing herself against him. "Eat your fill, sweetheart, then you're coming with me."

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Conifer nodded eagerly and ran off, making sure not to step on any twigs or leaves. She got into a crouch, and began listening and took in the scents around her. She caught the scent of a squirrel she scented earlier and slowly followed. She had a bit of trouble, but she was able to hear it shuffling around the roots of a tree. The she-cat thought for a moment of how she should approach, and decided to move around to its side. She twitched her tail and moved forward. She came fairly close, and began to pounce, but her tail was low and made a rustling sound in the grass. She would have chased after it, but she decided against it. She sighed, a little doubtful. But her determination drove her to follow the trail of a mouse. The young angora once again approached its side and went forward. She moved slowly, ears pricked, tail straight and with careful paws. She came closer to the bush the mouse was near and stopped. She bunched up her hind legs and made sure she was balanced. The Fae pounced, and nearly landed a bit farther from the mouse as she intended, but luckily by instinct she reached her paws out and grabbed the mouse with her claws and bit its neck. It gave a last struggle and fell limp. She held it in her jaws, standing as if she'd achieved the highest honor anyone possibly could.

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