Organizing the teams

[Rosefeather]

I stepped through the snow-covered bracken and scented the air. "Nothing will stand in my way." I meowed, half to myself, half to the retched Clans far away. My stained paws stood out on the snow, but were soundless, my talent that had gotten me this far. I went back a few paces and picked up the huge tom that had mocked my feet earlier. He wouldn't udder a sound now, I grinned to myself. The body was still warm, oozing blood trailed after me, melting the snow. Redfur almost ran into me, he came with the scent of dung. His eyes were wide open, ad hiding something.
"So-sorry Silentkill." he stammered, dipping his head low.
"Watch yourself, worthless rat." I snarled back.
"Do you want me to take that?" he motioned to the tom.
"It's a gift to Tika."
"Than shall I annouce your arrival to the camp?" I remembered why I used to hate the ginger tom, such a goody-two-shoes.
"Do as you wish." I picked the tom up in my powerful jaws and started walking again.
Redfur nodded and raced ahead. Then I remembered why I liked him, he had an excellent running form.
"Silentkill had returned! Get out of your dens you Clan-brained idiots!!" I heard Redfur snarl.
When I stepped into camp, they greeted me all at once.
"Good hunting, Leader Silentkill."
I set the tom down and addressed them, "From now on you will stay in your teams. I hope you did that while I was gone." I paused and looked at the 3 cats whom had to choose their teams. "I will only take Tika with me." I announced bluntly.
Crowfoot jumped forward, the disrespectful rodent. "Silentkill, what about your team, the best runners? You said you would take the best runners!"
If I had ever felt the need to roll my eyes, now would've been the time. "Redfur will take them. Besides, Tika is the best runner out of you dogs."
I could see Redfur calculating how many cats he would control, the ambitious furball. He'd have over half the Tribe, but the cats liked him, respected him even, they'd die for him alright.
"Silentkill," Claw started, he was the 3rd best fighter in the Tribe, "won't LightningClan recognize you?"
Again, the need to roll my eyes. "Before I go into their camp, I'm going to roll in some deathberries that will stain my fur for a limited time."
"Oh." Most of the Tribe said.
I looked at Cami, the cat I chose to watch Tika while I wasn't there. "Where's Tika?"

[~*Pikeru]

OOC: To avoid confusion, Angry says She/Her, Happy says Tika, and Sanity says I; when they are talking about each other or themselves. Example of Angry about Sanity: "She protects I!"



IC: A pale goldish brown body shifting under a thin layer of snow. Once split pink nose poking out of its shielding layer. Little Sister~! The Tribe cat purred to herself. Angry was the first to awake, smelling the blood of a fresh kill instantly. She pushed past the other two and took control.

On the way into the open, the unkempt she-cat paused, slinking with bared claws and ragged fangs at the one called Cami. The one sent to watch over her in Silentkills vanishment. Not long after had the cat scoffed at the primal minded hunter and left herself. Tika didn't truly mind this. It gave her some time to be alone, wander a tad threw the territory and camp.

"Prey? Sister has brought for Her?"

By now Angry had instantly picked out the still warm tom. Its heat and fresh scent coming off in waves that made her jaws water. Sanity flinched at the sight of the bleeding corpse in her corner of the mind. Tika's half torn off ear twitched, signaling that she no longer cared for the cats standing in her way from this prize, nor what Sanity thought about it all. Tika was like a way to make Silentkill's victoms..."disapear" forever. No trace but bones that the leader could line her borders with.

[Rosefeather]

"Go to your teams!" I snarled as Tika appeared. The rogues vanished immediately when they scented Tika. Cami gave a sigh of relief. I hissed and the remaining cats scattered. Once their tail-tips were the only thing visible, I relaxed. Using my paws, I pushed the tom toward Tika. "For you, my darling hunter." I purred. Then I flopped down and laid there in the mud-scented moss.

[~*Pikeru]

Tika was the first to bite. The child of the three was always the first to dive into anything. Her stayed protectively forward, preventing the passage of I and it's pleading.

It only took the first few bites before Tika paused, chewing silently for a while on a bone. Her vibrant blue eyes rising to watch Silentkill. The eyes that would normally be beautiful, pretty and captivating. If only it was not deep with madness and hunger for flesh. Always filled with either Angry's pure hatred, or Happy's playful stupidity. "Something bothers Sister." Tika meowed in that low voice that meant she was either talking to herself, or everyone. Licking her jagged teeth, the hunter tipped her head. Black tipped tail twitched once or twice with question, pupils widening to mark the awareness that Sanity had of the surroundings. All of the trio watched their 'sister' as she lay in the moss.

Tika dragged the tom with her to a closer position to Silentkill as though it was a toy. Grooming its lifeless fur with the care of a child caressing her favorite teddy bear. This was quickly ended by Angry ordering Happy to end her play and eat. Though she took another bite, her eyes still were watchfully set on Silentkill. The comment still hanging in the air.


OOC: Oh Happy, you silly little thing you! lol XD

[Rosefeather]

I kept my amazement to myself. Sometimes Tika could be so perceptive, yet innocent as a kit. The innocence always made me look at her twice. Sometimes I could not tell if she was a fragile, playful kit, or my aggressive, ferocious hunter. "My dear Tika, as you know, my very existence craves for the blood of the Clans, and for this blood, I will devote my life on getting it. But now I must split our Tribe to get closer to that blood. I am only taking you with me. I fear you might make the Clan cat disappear faster than I can fight." I ended with a slight giggle.

[~*Pikeru]

Tika chewed slower, watching Silentkill's mouth as she spoke. Unlike most, the leader didn't talk slowly to her as if she was stupid. In fact, she was one of the few that talked to her at all. Most saw little a point in talking to Tika when most of the time all of her sides didn't care to listen. Sanity rested once more in her silent and shadowed corner, quiet and fearful of being around for too long. Angry was always protective, and prohibited her interacting with the outside.

Happy grinned with twisted happiness at Silentkill's slight giggle. Pitching in her own dark giggle that was filled with the same sick humor that loved to tear her 'prey' open while they were still alive. "She can not help it if the prey is weak. Prey panics so easily. They stick to the light when the dark is the better guidence in the night." The tribe hunter purred, allowing herself to look back on one of Happy's past hunts. Flash of pale tan fur in the shadows. A lost kit stepping in what little light she could find as she gave small cries for her mother. Shine of teeth. Cry of pain. The joy of blood on her ragged fangs. Tika shuddered as the joy of the hunt rushed through her once more.

[Rosefeather]

I stretched my claws out to rip moss strands from each other. "Well for both our cravings' sake, we'll leave the Clan during their full moon meetings and go hunting. But from now on, I want you to practice acting. Act like our Tribe is the Clan, greet them warmly, and seek friends, or whatever they call it." I paused. This might be hard. I hadn't pretended to be nice and all 'Follow the code' in a long time. "Let's both practice." I purred. It was easy to talk to Tika.

[~*Pikeru]

Angry paused, it would be hard to act like Sanity. Even if she could act the way a normal cat does, she couldn't resist the urge to hunt a kit out of the nursery.

Sanity was instantly dragged reluctantly from her corner by the harsh jaws of Angry.

Tika's pupils widened, looking correctly on at Silentkill before she spoke "I will obey. Silentkill needs I to behave. Demands it." Sanity paused, hesitant to speak to the leader of the tribe as if they were kin. Angry only had to twist her scruff for Sanity to relinquish her power of the shell. Happy instantly bounced and danced into control, watching Silentkill's claw full of moss intently. Unaware of the conversation as always.

[Rosefeather]

I paused. When Tika got like this, it was scary. Then the hunter relaxed and stared at the moss in my paws. I tossed it up and flicked my tail with glee from a non-kill I rarely knew.

[~*Pikeru]

Light quickly flashed in the insane she-cat's eyes. Tika watched intently as it flew into the air. Happy instantly grinned and slammed both paws onto the ball before it had even hit the ground. Her claws thrusting into its small form with such unneeded violence it was clear Angry was back. "It will take much for Her to not hunt the prey." the scruffy she-cat paused, eyes flicking to Silentkill. "Sister might speak for Her. She dare not."

For those who cared to look, or could stomach it, the once lifeless tom was now occasional skin and bone. All things even thought to be edible was eaten carefully. All once had to do now was wash the rest away, and place the new warning sign out on the border. This job would most likely be given to the cat with the strongest stomach or one who was bing punished. It seemed dragging these bones around was only a luxury to Tika herself.

[Rosefeather]

I nodded. It seemed the best idea. Then I sat up and flicked my tail around absentmindedly. "Tika, my dear hunter, I the Leader of this Tribe, require you not to hunt the Prey in the Clans. We will leave and hunt occasionally, but do not hunt the Clan cats. Understood?" I secretly hated talking to her like I was superior, it felt... wrong.

[~*Pikeru]

Tika paused. Her eyes set silently on her leader for a while. Her gaze seemed threatening, yet at the same time far from that. Rarely did Silentkill take the tone of athority to the insane hunter. Tika's confusing gaze stayed on her leader's eyes as she talked. All of the sides talking now, even Sanity being allowed a voice. "We understand." These two words seemed choppy. Each letter having a different tone as the three voices combined into one.

Happy couldn't help but watch intently as Silentkill's tail flicked rythmicly

[Rosefeather]

I paused. The "We" had me puzzled. I shook my head, Tika was my Tika no matter what. "Good." Then my muscles relaxed and I raised my voice. "Redfur, Claw, Crowfoot, Brokenfang! By the next full moon I want you in your Clans!!" The four rogues burst through the bushes, carefully avoiding Tika. Redfur nodded. "Tika and I will be leaving now, and Crowfoot," I smirked with an evil glint in my eyes, "take these bones to the border, that is your punishent for speaking out when I am talking." Claw laughed darkly.
I turned to Tika, "Ready to leave?"

[~*Pikeru]

Tika, who had been both startled and irritated by the sudden number of added cats, snapped her head back to Silentkill. Sky blue eyes flashing with energy. "She is ready." Long claws combing out the frostbit soil in impatience. Her attention being grabbed briefly at the expression on Crowfoot's face as he begun his punishment. Happy grinned, as Angry gave it her sick humor.



OOC: Ugh...short post is short

[Spottedshadow]

Flair walked to join the rest of the Tribe. He'd taken a walk, and just now came back.