Pie
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Post by Pie on Mar 6, 2011 1:45:57 GMT -5
Thankfully the sun was setting. Dying rays painted the sky red, casting long shadows through FogClan's territory. One cat moved in the protection of the darkness, a small bump in the landscape. Upon closer look a tabby cat of dark browns and ink black markings limped and fell across FogClan's land. Sliding into the coolness of the shade, Shika closed her icy blue eyes against the throbbing pain.
A small laughed escaped her parted muzzle, followed by a ragged breath and deep set cough. "Foxdung rogues." Muttering to herself, the infamous rogue settled her battered body against a tree, a content sigh finally escaping her lips. Pain rarely connected with her mind anymore, but these wounds ran deep. Heat pulsed around the most bothersome inflictions -- especially the ones on her back and front right leg. Damned fools.
Icy blue eyes narrowing in thought, Shika started planning their deaths immediately. The group she was working with were supposed to have been under her control, working an operation that was going to involved a rowdy bunch in the kittypet place. That was her turf. Her kingdom. Her enterprise in the past was much stronger than the one she had formed here, but at least it was something, and those young cats that ran the streets terrorizing kittypets that kept to their gardens, well, that wasn't something Shika stood for. No matter how annoying most of them were.
So, here she was, bleeding and bruised on some stupid territory where cats took StarClan to another extreme. "Where the hell am I exactly..." Briefly she took in her surroundings before cursing quietly. Hell she didn't care enough to figure it out. All she knew was the general area and the fact that her back was on fire. Gritting her teeth for a moment she laughed again. The ambush was well planned. She knew she was in trouble the moment she met with the four cats she thought she had hired. The young group of cats that tormented kittypets had happened to be there too. Oh, random occurrence her a--...tail.
Long story short she made a bad move, killed two of the toms before they took her life and managed to get away. Now she was labeling the ones that needed to pay in her mind and decided on a few cats to do the job. She knew a vicious she-cat that would do wonders with her assignment....shaking her elegant head Shika would figure that out later. Right now she needed to rest and try to close her eyes. Yeah...close her eyes. Slowly she closed the world out, the burn of her wounds keeping her aware through her other senses.
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