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[Midnight Sunchase]

His paws thumped against the ground. He ran along the hard red surface, his paws skimming the grass. A warm breeze carried the scent of rain. Typical for Spring. he ran up a short hill, only looking back to make sure that no human had followed him 'those scum..' As he reached the top pf the hill, he slowed, staring at what was beyond it..

A city. It must be Nenbrook. A passing cat had told him to follow this old road, and it would lead him to a city. Full of food, cats, and sadly, humans. but without humans there would be no garbage. And let's face it, Midnight absolutely loved hamburgers... He began walking toward the city. He could already smell the Mcdonalds...

[Pistachio Brokendaze]

It was funny just how many times Pistachio had been to the Old Road. In fact, he'd made his home here for months, the longest time he'd been in a place. It was funny that he loved the place that others dreaded. Maybe it was just the fact that he was never really dropped off here himself that made him think of all of the positive things about a place like this. After all, the absense of cats meant a lot of territory, food, shade and shelter. And of course, the many cats that travelled here that he could make friends with. No one really wanted to talk to him once they became more experienced strays, ashamed that they first took advice from a kit. Oh well, he says to that. It doesn't really matter.

The weather was quite pretty today- lazy clouds hovered across the sky, the blue dome holding quite a bit of potential. No signs of rain were there, unlike the previous days before. Nope, it was going to be another lazy spring day with the scent of rain and grass in the air. He breathed in- the scent was relaxing to his senses. A claw unsheathed aimed for the nearest raspberry bush, grabbing one of the wonderful fruits. A quick flick into the mouth and the flavor was absorbed by his sensitive tongue. Much better than meat any day.

A midnight streak passed his emerald eyes, What was that? A demon from the depths of hell? A burnt comet? A zooming black car? No, it was a cat! And a quick cat at that, taking the ground quickly. He made his way up the hill, up towards the city and area of Nenbrook. Did this cat even know what he was doing? Running in the middle of the road, he was very much likely to be hit by a car on it's way. Fearing for the other's safety, the cat took off after him, quickly catching up to the other feline. He was glad that he had practiced his running- the once clumsy runner was now a bit more agile.

"Oi! Where are you off to in a hurry!"

He called after the other feline- after all, it seemed like the only thing that could possibly get his attention. Maybe he'd make a new friend today, if that was possible!

ooc;; dang, it's short. sorry xD

[Midnight Sunchase]

The sound of another's voice came from behind him. He skidded to a halt.

"Oi! Where are you off to in a hurry!"


His eye twitching in anger, Midnight turned around. He couldnt just ignore the cat, it was rude. However, his fur bristle, as he faced the cat. A brown tabby with Glowing green eyes. A young cat too. Older than him, but still young. The smell of burger teased his senses, only enraging him more. He bared his teeth and narrowed his eyes. With malice in his voice he growled, "I dont beleive that is any of your bussiness! Infact, what are you doing here?"

You couldnt blame Midnight. He had been running from the humans for days. He had almost faced his own death. He couldnt trust anyone or anything. However, he felt bad for snapping at the completely innocent cat. Reluctantly he mumbled, "Sorry." Looking at his paws, he scuffed at the ground. The anger racing through him just seconds ago was now replaced with a feeling of guilt and shame. This wasnt the way a Sunchase acted. "If you must know, i am going to Nenbrook," his belly rumbled, "i havent eaten in days..." He didnt dare look into the tabby's eyes. The cat was probably offended by now. 'great Midnight, way to make a friendship..'

[Pistachio Brokendaze]

"I dont believe that is any of your bussiness! Infact, what are you doing here?"

Well, who just met the lunatic today? He'd seen loads of scared out of their wits or depressed out of their minds cats, yet to see angry cats wasn't common. After all, most felines took their anger out in other methods, normally after the despression left a weeks later. By then they knew a few cats that could help them with their problems. But for a cat to already be pissed off, probably only a few days after they arrived here? That was unnatural. Black fur bristling, hazel eyes like a dangerous chocolate whirlpool, Pistachio was almost terrified. What would the other cat do?

But with time the other cat slowly started to chill. Perhaps he was taking pity on snapping at him? Or the flare had worn off? He wasn't too sure. But thankfully Pistachio could relax without the feeling of an intense gaze scorching his pelt.

"If you must know, I am going to Nenbrook. I haven't eaten in days..."

He smiled at the apology beforehand, glad that the feline had at least some manners. But the fact that this feline hadn't eaten in days troubled him- from the distance that was in between them he could see the faint lines of ribs on the other's pelt.

"Well, you'd find a lot more fresh food here. Loads of prey to hunt, and there's a berry bush just back there that I was eating from. Besides, there's a lot of humans out at this time of day."

The black tortoiseshell didn't seem like a human lover. Quite the opposite, actually- still, Pistachio couldn't blame the other cat. After all, they brought so much misery and pain to the abandoned cats, who would love them? This tom sure didn't- all they were useful for was providing the disgusting scraps in the dump and garbage containers, normally not even good enough quality to eat.

"I'm Pistachio Brokendaze. And you are?"

[Midnight Sunchase]

Midnight took a deep breathe. he never trusted another cat, he couldnt. Who knew? What if they were just trying to lure him back to the pound? Little crazy you may think, but for Midnight it's a life or death situation. Yet there was something about this cat that made him seem.... Harmless.

"Well, you'd find a lot more fresh food here. Loads of prey to hunt, and there's a berry bush just back there that I was eating from. Besides, there's a lot of humans out at this time of day."

The cat had a worried look in his eye, as his eyes scanned Midnight's stomach. Sure he was thin, he didnt relize his ribs were begining to poke out. He realized that the last time he ate was 4 days ago. Midnight wasnt very fond of killing small animals for his lunch, however his loathing for humans was much worse, so he mently settled for that option. "Sounds good to me" He didnt want to give too much away about himself..

"I'm Pistachio Brokendaze. And you are?"

Brokendaze It had a way of rolling off his toungue. He smiled for the first time in a very very long time. "I am Midnight Sunchase" the sun glinted off the orange and beige markings on his fur. Midnight sat down, even though he knew they would be departing soon to go and hunt. He didnt realize he would already have an aquaintance by now!

ooc: Sorry for the wait! My muse has been falling for a while, ever since i used it all up writing a short-story for class >.<