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Post by thundertanglewood on Jul 23, 2008 15:13:33 GMT -5
I've pretty much exhausted Thunder's song lyrics; A sleek shadow approached the side of the barn; a shadow in the shape of a cat. The darkness of nighttime helped conceal him from any prying eyes that may have been watching, any predators or any humans that could have been out at this hour. The moon was concealed behind drifting gray clouds, only slivers of light being able to cast a shadow on the world below. Without a sound, the cat slipped inside a small crack in the wall and immediately spotted what it had come here for.
Step, step. Creak. Step, step. Creak. Step, step. Creak... Thunder Tanglewood was amazed that the rat hadn't noticed its assailant, barely a tail-length away. The floorboards in the old structure were as unstable as the rest of it, which was extremely unstable. The place was falling apart, and the tom was surprised that a human would allow a place of theirs to grow so shoddy. Whenever he came here to hunt the plump rodents, Thunder had always been afraid that it would collapse on him any minute. It hadn't - not yet. Hopefully it would stay that way.
His pupils wide from absorbing what little light trickled into the barn, the dark ginger tabby continued to creep up on his prey, moving his limbs as little as possible. When he got close enough, finally the rat noticed his presence and started to scamper off. But by then it was too late. In one fluid motion, Thunder pounced and pinned the rodent down, killing it swiftly with a bite to the neck. He was aware that he had sent the other rats fleeing to their hiding places with his actions, but it didn't matter now; he had his prize. Content, the tom carried the limp body toward a bail of hay and crouched down to enjoy his meal.
These rats were certainly plumper than any prey Thunder could find in the forest, that's for sure. Though he enjoyed the forest and it was where he could be found most often, he did choose to pick off these rapidly-multiplying rats when he could. It killed him to think that he was helping a human by killing the pests, but if it meant having a full belly, it was worth it. Strays never could know when they were going to eat next, so it was wise to take advantage of the opportunity whenever possible. Many learned that the hard way; Thunder chose to not have to. The tomcat was young, but he knew much. so I'm not going to put any here.
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Post by yoyo on Jul 24, 2008 0:28:49 GMT -5
Stop the tape.
The sunset still looks fake to me.
What was it about nighttime that made the she-cat so disoriented? She was a cat; She was supposed to be at home in the dark, what with her hazel eyes being able to see better when sunlight was long gone. So then, how had she ended up at this human barn and chicken place once more that day? It was true that it did have a lot of food, lots and lots of fresh, warm meals just waiting for a cat to come and catch it. Just sitting in your paws. Begging you to eat it, with puppy-dog eyes to seal the deal. And she wasn’t exaggerating.
If only she knew how to catch those puppy-dog-eyed rats that would sit in your paws and wait for you to eat them? Then, perhaps, she could make use of this place. She sat down carefully and frowned at the large barn not very far away. Her tail flickered back and forth over the ground as she thought through her problem. How would she go about catching one of those things? She sighed. Being a house cat her entire life had not exactly prepared her for catching her own meals.
Then, a spark of memory came to her. The same that had come to her when she had visited this human place earlier with Sable. This is the place that Moon had warned her about. Moon had warned her that there were mean, vicious dogs here who had almost eaten her. But… Juniper hadn’t seen any. Not earlier, and not now. So maybe the dogs had just been passing through…? She wasn’t convinced by her own logic. But… She really wanted to teach herself how to catch those rats. And that outweighed the possibility of being pursued by a savage dog.
With determination now pushing her on towards the old structure, she flew over the ground. She couldn’t wait to try her hand at catching one of those vermin. She had tasted a mouse before, and it had been delicious. She wondered if rats, who looked a lot like mice, would taste the same. They looked the same, so shouldn’t they taste the same? It only made sense to her. But, she shouldn’t be thinking about how it tasted when she wasn’t sure if she was going to catch anything yet. Not sure, but definitely determined to.
She poked her head into the barn through one of it’s various entrances that seemed to be designed specifically for the purpose of letting cats into it’s depths. She quickly padded inside, and stood still and silent for a few moments to let her eyes adjust to the different lighting. Scratch that. To the no lighting. And she thought that she had been disoriented in the dark outside! She squinted her eyes as she tried to make sense of her surroundings, jaws parted to take in all the scents.
Her eyes opened wide in surprise. She smelled an extremely fresh cat scent along with the fresh scent of a dead rat. The cat scent was so fresh that he must have been sitting and eating his meal not too far away from Juniper. She looked around wildly, trying to find him, and then finally found him eating by a bail of hay. Well, she shouldn’t have been so surprised that other felines had decided to take advantage of this place. She looked at him for a few seconds before being her usual self and walking right up to him as if nothing could stop her in doing so.
”Hiya.”
Ooc: I love your lyrics.  Lyrics: Black Cat by Mayday Parade
Mod’s Note on [August 20th, 2008]: This thread has been inactive and will be archived. We have come to the conclusion that the following took place: Juniper Stormfeather and Thunder Tanglewood talked and became friendly with each other while hunting for rats in the barn together.
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