Sith's kits

[Sith]

Sith unsheathed her claws, clinging to the cliff. Two kits were suckling beside her, and finally a third kit crawled onto her back. She tok it off and lay it gently on the ground.

[Rogue]

Rogue had made her way through the woods and all the way to the cliffs. She did not once check for Draconus. He had to catch up eventually. She stayed just out of sight, waiting for him. She stared hungrily at the cats, as if she was going to eat them.

OOC: Really short post, sorry everyone!

[Draconus]

Draco arrived from behind and poked Rogue none too gently with his claw. This was obviously it. He watched the kits wiht a sour expression. They were bloody. ANd ugly. And bald. Gah, how he hated kits.

"Your sister, I presume?"

[Rogue]

Rogue was extremely offended. She did not seem to have felt the poke though. She seemed to grow much larger, and towered over Draconus, claws unsheathed. "How dare you even think that I'm related to that prissy little house-cat!" She spat in his face. She was quite scary. She seemed to regain control over herself. "Of course she's not my sister. Even my family wasn't that pathetic. No, just some of the scum that has gotten stuck to the bottom of my paw. I would kill her..." Rogue said longingly, staring mournfully at the fluffy cat with her hideous kittens. "...But dear King Alcatraz wouldn't like that, would he? And he's about the only one around here who deserves any respect." Rogue bounced out of the bushes and stuck her face in Sith's.

She was going to enjoy this.

"Why, hello there dear!" She said in her sweet'n'sarcastic voice. It was like when somebody puts too much sugar in the juice. "I see the kits have arrived, all healthy..." And ugly and gross... Her eyes rested on one in particular. It was a tiny bit larger than the other two, and there was already the tiniest bit of fuzz growing on him, like mold. Black mold. She looked back at Sith. "You should clean them all up, or they could become mutated..." She lied. "Like you!" She knew it was not much right now, but she was distracted.

[Draconus]

"Well, sheesh."

Muttered Draco. Obviously making a simple mistake was quite unintelligent to do around Rogue. Retarded, more like. He quietly stepped besides the Rogue, watching with slight boredom. He didn't know Sith, and instead of talking, would rather just kill her. But that wouldn't be nice now, would it? Of course not.

[Rogue]

One look at him and Rogue knew exactly what Draconus was thinking. She suddenley felt a rush of fury at herself for going soft over the years. Her old self would have killed Sith on the spot. But no, she had to be loyal to her dear king. She let out an infuriated growl for no apparent reason. For she advanced on Sith, the fur bristling all down her back. Then suddenley she turned on Draconus, her eyes full of unexplained hate.

Just when it seemed Rogue would pounce, she narrowed her eyes, turned and bounded away in a different direction, looking for a more worthy apponent than Sith, and a less useful oponent than Draconus. She swore under her breath many times, cursing herself. She did not know why. She felt that had become almost as bad as Sith. She gave a roar, much like a mini version of a lion's. She moved swiftly and purposefully towards the shared territory.

[Draconus]

Drqacouns blinked as she began to walk away. He looked from Sith to Rogue, and decided he would much rather hang out with Rogue then a whole bunch of kits and an undeserving mother he would rather kill then chat with.

"Oy, wait up!"

He called after the she-cat, running to catch up with her.

"Nice outburst back there. Lessgo do something more fun."