Just watching my old home.. [Twoleg Place - OPEN]

There's something good in everyone, no matter how bad they are.

A tom-cat with a beautiful red fur sat on the fench, of the Twoleg place - also known as the place with those highly irritating kittypets - he sighed sadly. Styx looked at the enormous house, you could see the grieve in his eyes. Would they still recognize him? Probably not, he had changed to much. His fur was covered with dirt, he was scrawny and his eyes were filled with hate in stead of love.

Styx was looking at the house, that was his own home before he started wandering. He heared the sound of the front door opening, he didn't had the guts to meet his ex-twolegs again. So he started running, he didn't know where to go. He just had to leave. On a safe distance from the house he started walking again. Scared to look back at his past, his past as being a kittypet. He just had to accept it, those days were over. He now took care of himself, that all went alright. He now was a rogue, roming around. A life full of adventure. But still he was lonely, and sometimes he just wanted to go back to the easy life he used to have.

OOC; eerste keer dat ik in het Engels post ^.^

Styx - rogue

charlie

There are some who are born distinguished
There are some who are raised in praise
But me I was always the last in line
A blot in my father's gaze

Her tail seemed to match her mood. It drooped and dragged over the ground in misery. Ariana sighted deep as she wandered aimlessly away from the BloodClan camp. She was lonely, indeed. Her littermates never seemed to like her, her father had dissapeared and with every passing day she could feel the love of her mother slip away. She seemed.. occupied. It scared her. Icy was the one she always relied on, she always could come for advise and love. The thought that it would be gone one day frightened her beyond believe.

With a teary face she pushed herself out of a bush, who had hooked it's small thorns in her long fur. With a annoyed grunt she sat down and started to peel the thorns out of her fur. It was then that she saw a silhouette coming her way. She immediately froze and her hairs stood on end. No! I won't be scared! I am a BloodClan she-cat! Daughter of the most fearsome cats in the forest! I won't be scared! Ariana thought but the courage slipped away like water between her paws. Someone .. help me .. "Stay Back!" She spat with her ears flat back and her lips drew back in a soundless snarl.

There's something good in everyone, no matter how bad they are.

’Stay Back!’ A she-cat spat with her ears flat back and her lips drew back in a soundless snarl. He made a sliding stop, and sniffed the air. He met enough Bloodclanner, to know that she was one of them. He indeed stood back, but that didn’t mean he was going to be scared of her. Or was going to react friendly. Nope, Styx wasn’t scared at all, and he was just as friendly as he was scared. ’Well my lady,’ he said, with a smile full of fake charm. ’Why do I have to stay back? You look pretty scared, for a Bloodclanner,’ he snarled shrill. He looked at her with his grey eyes, she was a tabby-cat. With beautiful eyes, he nearly couldn’t look away once his eyes met hers.

Styx - rogue

charlie

There are some who are born distinguished
There are some who are raised in praise
But me I was always the last in line
A blot in my father's gaze

Ariana's snarl faltered not a moment when the red tom noticed her and didn't took her warning very seriously. She couldn't blame him though. She was half the size of a normal cat of her age and to add to all of it was she as courageous as a blind rabbit. "That is exactly why you need to piss off! NO! Stay back!" She repeated frantically when he made no effort at all to back off. "My mother is the most powerful cat in the forest and if you so much as harm me with one tip of your claw she is going to snap your neck like a twig" Ariana yelled desperately whilst she backed away more so and so. She must admit something in his eyes was noteworthy but her fear clouded her judgement. When her back hit a tree bark she jumped up with a yelp and puffed her fur out even more, making herself look twice the size.

There's something good in everyone, no matter how bad they are.

"That is exactly why you need to piss off! NO! Stay back!" The red cat frowned, did he look that dangerous? A little glance was shown in his eyes, this was pretty amusing. "My mother is the most powerful cat in the forest and if you so much as harm me with one tip of your claw she is going to snap your neck like a twig" Styx started laughing, he didn't do anything and now he got threatened by a Bloodclan she-cat, who was probably younger than him and look really really scared. When she bumped against a tree bark, he started laughing even louder. 'Well, I'll be sure to use that as a pick-up line next time.' He said, his meow filled with sarcasm. 'Go back to your camp, little annoying Bloodclanner.'

Styx - rogue

charlie

There are some who are born distinguished
There are some who are raised in praise
But me I was always the last in line
A blot in my father's gaze

Ariana felt the blood raise to her head in shame. He was llaughing at her. Genuinely, amused, laughing. She felt very miserable at this particular point. Even worse than when she was still in the camp. She was a nobody. A she-cat to be laughed at. How much she hated it, it didn't lay within her grasp to become otherwise. Not yet. Maybe she was suicidal. Maybe she was just stupid. But the next sentence came out far louder and meaner than originally meant. "Why don't you make me, pretty boy?" She felt the fear grasping around her like a cold, merciless claw but if she wouldn't do anything fast she would never come out alive with some sense of honor. She just couldn't stay that scared kit forever .. she had to act .. someday.. "I .. I- I shall r-rip you to shreds!" She howled not very convincing and she shot forward with her claws unsheated.

There's something good in everyone, no matter how bad they are.

"Why don't you make me, pretty boy?" She said loud, with a mean tone laying down in her voice. Styx smirked, he could easily make her leave. She didn't seem to be a great fighter, or strong, or brave. But you never know with Bloodclanners, you can't trust them. "I .. I- I shall r-rip you to shreds!" She howled, not so convincing, while she shot forward with her claws unsheated. With the experiences he had with fighting, it wasn't that hard for him to dodge her attack. Right after his dodge he jumped, reaching out to her back. 'How adorable, you really want to fight me? Because I'm not afraid to kill a simple she-cat.' He spoke, with a defiant tone in his voice.

Styx - rogue

charlie

There are some who are born distinguished
There are some who are raised in praise
But me I was always the last in line
A blot in my father's gaze

Ariana could already imagine the flesh running trough her claws. But it would only stay with imagining. Her claws missed him more than just an inch. He dodged with an amazing speed for a kittypet. Before she had time to retaliate, the stranger tackled her and she felt claws scratch trough her flesh. Without further ado she wriggled herself quickly out of his death grasp and turned around as quick as a leaf. Her teeth hit home and she could taste blood. Actually taste cats blood! "How you like me now?" She cried with her mouth full and her claws reached out to scratch at whatever she could reach.

There's something good in everyone, no matter how bad they are.

The she-cat quickly wriggled out of his death grasp, she turned around guick. He felt her teeth in his flesh, blood coming out of the wound. "How you like me now?" She said, with her mouth full and claws reached out. 'Oh darling, I adore you,' he said. His meow full of sarcasm, ignoring the pain produced by the wound. He pried himself out of the grip she had on him. He growled dangerously, his red fur was high up. He jumped forward, his claws reached out and his teeth shining in the sunlight. He was not going to get beaten by this Bloodclanner, no way.

Styx - rogue

charlie

There are some who are born distinguished
There are some who are raised in praise
But me I was always the last in line
A blot in my father's gaze

Somehow doing all this seemed right. Yet she couldn't enjoy it thoroughly like her parents did. When Ariana heard their stories, fighting and drawing blood from your enemy sounded like an achievement and specialty on it's own. As the older, red tom got out of her grip she could feel only seconds later a pain exploding from her side. She howled and tried to get him of but his grip seemed eternal in strength. And it hurt. She wriggled vigorously and scratched with her claws in exchange all over his head in blind fury. The blood was scarlet on her pelt. If she didn't do something now it would be the end of her.

There's something good in everyone, no matter how bad they are.

The she-cat wriggled and scratched with her claws all over his head, he growled furiosly and jumped backwards. He shook is head and looked at the bloodclanner, her pelt was covered with blood. What was he doing? Why was he fighting and hurting a innocent cat? He didn't even know why they were fighting, it just happened. And sometimes it was Styx' dark side who took control over his body, who made him like he is now. A rogue, who fights in order to live. But who doesn't she the difference between fighting when you need to, and fighting when it was unnecessary. The red tom couldn't kill this cat, he didn't even knew her. He sighed softly. 'Why are we even fighting? Why are we trying to kill each other?' His voice almost cracked, he felt so unsure about what he was doing.

Styx - rogue

charlie

There are some who are born distinguished
There are some who are raised in praise
But me I was always the last in line
A blot in my father's gaze

Ariana's body flooded with relief when he finally let go of her. She took his example and jumped backwards, already making herself ready for her make shift the killer blow. She was well aware that pieces of fur had been ripped from her long coat and there was blood everywhere. She panted heavily when she landed but- stopped dead in her tracks when the whole body language of the tom cat had changed. ''Why are we even fighting? Why are we trying to kill each other?'' That took her so much by surprise that she froze and stared numbly at him for some moments. Was he for real? "Do you need a reminder, freak? You were the one who almost assaulted me!" She spat with a high pitched voice. Was this really happening? One moment had he the look of a cold blooded serial killer and the other did he look as harmful as a crippled squirrel. I'd better get out of here.. The wounds chafed and her body was more painful than ever. Ariana shakily made some steps back and looked at him with dread and anger and repulsion. "and if I did not fought back you would have probably ended me right on the spot! That's why we were fighting!" She added quickly not wanting to create an unwanted and awkward moment of silence. Maybe if she kept talking to him- nah. She just had to turn around and run. Her wounds would not heal by themselves and maybe if she made it home in once piece she could impress her clan mates and litter mates. No longer the weakling, aye? She imagined them saying.

There's something good in everyone, no matter how bad they are.

His words seemed to suprise her, she froze and stared at him. "Do you need a reminder, freak? You were the one who almost assaulted me!' Her meow sounded with a high pitch. He took a few steps backwards, afraid for another attack of the she-cat. He just didn't know if he coud kill her, his family would be so disapointed if they found out. This was the kind of danger he wanted to protect his favorite sibbling, Stream, from. That's why he didn't want to take her with him in his life as a rogue. "and if I did not fought back you would have probably ended me right on the spot! That's why we were fighting!" He growled softly. 'Woah, keep calm my lady.' A charming smile appeared on his face. 'If I remember it right, you were the one who started screaming at me. And I could still kill you, but I won't. At least, I won't kill you if you don't try to kill me..'

Styx - rogue

charlie

There are some who are born distinguished
There are some who are raised in praise
But me I was always the last in line
A blot in my father's gaze

Ariana stared at him in disbelieve. Say what now? "Ah, excuse me?" Why was he so charming- and then without a warning so dangerous out of nowhere. "I won't try to kill you, I promise" She lied as she grabbed all her courage together, sat down and folded her feathered tail around her front paws. Take a deep breath in, and let a deeper one out. She told herself. If she would play cool- maybe she could find out why he was acting so irregular and vague. "That is- if you do not try to enter my comfort zone. I still am very suspicious about you" She hissed with her ears flat back. Why wouldn't she be suspicious? There was something odd about this cat and she could no put her paw on it. Whatever it was- she liked it as much as a prickly thorn bush. Thread with caution trough the thorns or they might sting you.

"Ah, excuse me?" He could easily tell the bloodclanner was a bit confused, by his strange behaviour. Not that it really matters, Styx didn't think about others feelings any more. Most of the cats or humans, didn't think about his feeling either. Why sould he feel sorry for them? "I won't try to kill you, I promise" The words made him feel a little bit more relaxed, for some weird reason he trusted her. Normally he wouldn't rust any bloodclanner, but the cat seemed different.. "That is- if you do not try to enter my comfort zone. I still am very suspicious about you" The cat hissed with her ears flat back. Styx nodded, he was okay with that. 'Well, first of all.. We haven't properly introduced yet, so..' The red cat waited a few seconds. 'I'm Styx, who are you?'