Falling Under (Open)

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Snowfeather nodded at Batwing, and murmured a 'thanks', before her attention moved to something else....

Snowfeather stared at the she-cat. Now she was slowly starting to disgust her. She was breaking part of the warrior code...Well, not exactly, but you aren't supposed to play with yoru food. It isn't polite, and it isn't right.

"Mice are made to be eaten, not to be played with... Put that thing down... I'm hungry," she mewed, and as if on queue, her stomach growled. She really was hungry-- and she didn't want to say that, but she wanted that mouse, and she hated how Silverpelt was treating it.

She looked over at Batwing, wondering what he was thinking about all of this. She already guessed-- that this was just disgusting, mice were made to be eaten, etc etc...



((Sorry for small post. I wasn't sure how to reply and my muse is horrible lately.))

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Silverpeelt took a step back from the two. She was scared they were gonna attack him. Whiskers was not food he was different. He wasn't scared of cats like other mouse. She started to bristle at them. She knew Batwing might attack for the mouse if snowfeather says something. She was not gonna let her guard down. She wasn't gonna let this mouse be food either. She hissed at Snowfeather when she said to put the mouse down. She backed up a bit more close to the ferns. She was ready to make a run for it to protect Whiskers. She knew food wasn't to be played with but she wasn't gonna let this mouse die. This one was different and special. She took a step back into the ferns this time covering the mouse.

If Batwing attacked her just to get a mouse he was not a good clanmate. She turned around and ran offf only to come back with a plump squirrel with snowfeather. She was calm again and Whiskers was hidden safely somewhere. Whiskers knew how to stay away from bad cats. She walked over to Snowfeather and set the squirrel down iin front of her. She took a few steps back and nodded. She went back to the ferns and sat down with her back facing the two. She was still aa little mad but not that mad.

She turned her head and said "Eat that not the mouse plus that is fatter.". She pointed that out hoping to convince the she-cat. She swished her tail back and forth slowly. Waiting for Snowfeather to eat the squirrel. She found something a little strange about the she-cat but she didn't care. She yawned sleepily and walked around before curling up on the ground. She wasn't gonna fall asleep hopefully...

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Snowfeather sat down, and licked her fur a few times. She hasn't tasted mice in so long-- ever since she left Riverclan. Even then- -it was a little rare to find mice, all they really ate was fish. She liked the fish flavor, but mice tasted a little bit better. At least, to her.

She couldn't help but admire the other she-cat-- she had guts to hide a mouse from other cats. Yet, she hated it. She couldn't help but think that Silverpelt was being selfish.

The white-shecat stared at Silverpelt, and then at the squirrel. Sure, it was fatter... but it was mostly, well... fur...

"It has more fur than meat, Silverpelt... the mouse would of been better," Snowfeather wrinkled her nose, and took a small bite fromt he squirrel. She hated the stringy taste... she wasn't used to it, and she was right, it was mostly fur, but she ignored it.

To be honest, she has been starving for a while. With all the floods coming in, she was driven out of her home... all the prey there got drowned, the fish didn't even come around much, which she blamed because of the two-legs.

"Where's the mouse...?" she asked, and pushed the squirrel aside. It wasn't something she wanted to eat, and it was obvious by the look of disgust on her face.

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Silverpelt sat in patience as the she-cat went on saying every flaw about the squirrel. That she-cat was so picky it was boring. When she asked about the mouse she didn't answer. But she wouldn't find it either she disguised the mouses scent.. She would or would not answer that was her decision. Then a idea popped in her mind. She spoke loud and clear "If you want the mouse you'll have to tear me to shreds before I tell you.". She wasn't gonna break that easily. Also if Snowfeather had any sense she wouldn't attack.

She didn't want to seem greedy but she didn't want that mouse hurt. She hoped Starclan wasn't mad at her but this was her choice. She wasn't a greedy she-cat anyways. She always shared. Besides what did Snowfeather have the right to come boss her around when she didn't belong here. She wouldn't say that out loud though, or Batwing would be furious. He would only be mad because Snowfeather 'saved' him. She still had a right on her territory and Snowfeather didn't. Snowfeather didn't belong here and still shouldn't be here.

She was annoyed Snowfeather only stayed here for Batwing then demanded food. If she wanted food she could catch it herself. Silverpelt hasn't eaten all day and its already noon. She didn't have time to eat this morning. She wasn't gonna listen to Snowfeather anymore or Batwing if he told her to listen to Snowfeather. They could catch there own prey ift hey wanted. She wasn't gonna act weak all the time and let other cats tell her what to do. Exspecially not a rogue or clan abandoner.

She yawned and let her eyes drift wearily into sleep. She didn't sleep though more like day-dreamed. She couldn't sleep and something was bothering her. Soon she heard her mother's voice say 'Don't give up hopes and dreams when a cat stands in your way. No matter what happens i'll always be with you.;. Soon she could smell her mother's sweet scent. She missed her so much. Her claws dug into the ground as tears drifted down her face and onto the dirt. Everyone would be able to see she was crying if they were around...