Dance, baby, dance (O)

[zippy]

Brook was alone, it was nice. She'd met Moon, a kitten and some other cat, but the others' name slipped her mind. She'd only been here for a few weeks, and she liked this place quite alot. Walking along the stream like she often did, Brook took a sincere pleasure in watching the fish swim about. It amused her to no end. The light brown tabby stopped, thinking she might wade across the water. A decent swimmer of her own accord, Brook had taught herself how to swim. It came in handy, especially when you needed to escape. Most humans and cats tended to avoid water, which was very good for Brook.

"I wonder who I will meet today..."

Brook Redwing allowed herself to muse out loud, she enjoyed doing dangerous stunts and rather was itching for a dare. She doubted she'd find any cats out here though, it was annoying how many other cats avoided water. The young queen shook her body, relaxing to peer into the fast stream. She had no doubt she'd be able to wade across, she wasn't very small. But she wanted to hunt first, before scaring off all the small fish. Crouching on the bank, she lifted her right paw, preparing to smack a fish out. Aiming precisely, she hit a fish bigger then a minnow. Making it land a few inches away from herself, sauntering over to flopping fish. Brook pinned it with her forepaws and bit it's body. Killing the silver fish with ease of an experianced hunter. Proud of her kill, the young stray ate it slowly, savoring the fresh flakey meat. She liked water, but didn't often hunt fish. Mice and other rodents were more filling. Her ears pricked in interest at a sound, another cat maybe?

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[dandelion]

Let the beat wind you up

A small little ball of fur - an adorable ball, mind you - whistled and giggled as she trotted down the worn-out pathway. Of course, it couldn't even be said that she was a ball of fur. The food out on the streets was nowhere near gourmet and frankly, quite disgusting. She hadn't been eating much and the ribs that could be seen slightly against her skin were a clear indication of that. Dandi laughed as a mouse spotted her and froze before dashing off as fast as its little legs could carry it. She snorted, the concept of something being afraid of her quite amusing. She didn't even know how to hunt, and that was besides the point because she didn't want to.

She squared her jaw firmly in the position that most who knew her recognized as one that meant she was not about to change her mind regardless of what anyone else said and regardless of how stupid she was being. She wasn't about to become some barbarian just because she didn't have a home anymore. Anyway, if she ever got her sense of direction back, she'd head home quickly. Dandi frowned. What had happened to the whole 'adventure' of being a stray? She narrowed her eyes. Of course, it was still an adventure. Was it possible that she was getting tired of it?

Dandi shook her head as if irritated by a bee. No! Way! The streets were a free little haven where no one could boss her around. She'd be mad to leave. She could learn to survive without food from a can. She giggled, her mood quickly flipping from determined and rationalizing to simply giddy. Giddy. Ha. There was a funny word. She smirked and began to bounce along the road, turning to run along a stream. Maybe even the same stream she'd been to before. Just a different area. A voice said something from up ahead and Dandi jumped. She hadn't realized anyone else was there.

She poked her head out of a bush. "Hello?" she asked in surprise, not bothering to see who it was first. That was just like her - act before you think. It was her credo, her motto and her usual course of action. She blinked as her eyes took in a small brown tabby queen. She smiled shyly, feeling a twinge of pride that her say-hello-before-making-sure-it's-not-a-serial-killer-scheme had worked out fine after all. "Hi,m" she announced again, the corner of her mouth twitching. "I'm Dandi." She flashed the she-cat her award-winning smile and raised one brow inquisitively. "You?"

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June 20th - INDIGO'S NOTE: Alright this thread is now being locked since it has become inactive. But since it doesn't make much sense as is, we'll say that:

+ Dandi and Brook, both being friendly cats, greeted each other, introduced themselves and talked for a little while before each heading their own ways