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[>>BLACKiE! ]}]

This wasn't cool.
This definitely wasn't cool.
Stuck on hunting patrol with Lionclaw.

A large exhale, the equivalent of a sigh, rushed out of the she-cat's maw, suggesting somewhat at an air of annoyance. In fact, it was beyond annoyance: she was utterly ticked off, and did not want to speak to anyone right now. She would just hunt as best as she could, and then go home, not paying attention to this golden hairy excuse for a measly furry creature. Her ears tilted slightly back, and her fur bristled. Her pace was jagged and hit the ground hard, and although it should have hurt her paws, she didn't feel a thing for two reasons: one was that she was too angry to care, and two was that her paws were tough, as the SkyClan ridge wasn't designed for the sissy soft paws of a kittypet.

Padding along with her head held high as if nothing in the world were wrong, her eyes scanned the area for any sign of prey. Goodness, I can't believe I'm stuck here with this mouse-brain. Anybody but him would've been better. Even a kit would be fine. These thoughts coursed through her mind, greatly deepening her agitation. The stupid stuck-up little... Her thoughts trailed off here, not wanting to go that rude.

Still. Not cool. Really not cool.

Out of all the SkyClan cats, she had to be stuck with him. Why her? Why? Why why why why? She tossed her head slightly in defiance, scratching her paw along the rough dirt of the ridge. An icy wind passed by, but aside from a slight shiver that was natural instinct, she made no reacction besides just moving on forward. When life throws you Lionclaw... she thought to herself, ...just throw him right back and demand for something else... Hah. Hah. Very funny. Another sigh pushed its way past her mouth, and she forgot about the whole carefulness of walking and everything. She just continued plodding on forward as if there were no tomorrow.

ooc; -winces- Excuse this post. I'm at camp, and my brain is somewhere elseeee.

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"Look how lucky you are! Getting to be all alone with me-- any she-cat would die for your position, Aquasky. Of course, being the stubborn little squirrel you are, you definitely are not expressing your love to me. C'mon~ I'm the best tom in both of these Clans and any she-cat out there would love to have me all to themselves. What's holding you back? Afraid your friends with be so jealous they aren't going to be your friends any longer? " The voice was filled with superiority and pride, a smirk was curling the corners of this golden feline's lips and his eyes were filled with amusement.

This little squirrel is just resisting me. StarClan knows she is trying to hold back against my charming personality and handsome looks. Oh yes, one day-- after I break down all of those little barriers-- she will be another follower. Wanting me. Loving me. Aha! What a day that will be

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Lionclaw smirk deepened before he slowed down his pace so that he was right beside her, the tan warrior brushed playfully against her side and twined his tail briefly with her own. "You can't hold out forever~" he whispered into her ear before suddenly pulling away and leaving the wind to rush upon her flank.

The golden warrior stretched quickly before bounding ahead with his ears pricked forward, his fun would continue but he really did need to collect something for the Clan, right? With it being leaf-bare food could get pretty hard to salvage together. Oh but of course he would making this somewhat more entertaining, not every Clan duty had to be boring... Especially for Lionclaw. Almost everything had to have something humorous or fun.

"Where to, love? We don't have all day to wait for you to catch up with me," He grinned deviously as he whisked his head back to gaze upon her, "Unless you are trying to make these moments together last as long as it can. I can understand your wishes but we do need to feed the Clan." Lionclaw surpressed the urge to let out a few purrs of laughter.

So fun. So very fun.


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A wind passed by, calm and cooling. It was rather nice, as it didn't have the bitter edge to it as most of the other winds that passed through the area did. Gently, it moved a few of the overthrown branches carelessly tossed and distributed throughout the ridges by past winds before it. In some ways, it was rather soothing, but it didn't exactly do anything with Aquasky and her heated hatred against Lionclaw.

It took all of Aquasky's willpower to not leap and attempt to rip the tomcat to shreds. The burning hatred in her had lengthened, and was trying to control her, but she continued to try to resist it. Still, there was just one thing that was clear as day: Lionclaw was annoying. There was obviously no way around that, and she believed that he felt the pure need to torture her, even if he was probably putting his life in danger while doing so. Stupid tomcat -- standing there with all his stupid pride and all his conceitedness. There were probably tons more tomcats out there that could outdo him in anything.

While she was thinking these thoughts, Aquasky continued padding onward, anger and irritation flashing through her aquamarine tinted eyes. Her claws tried to work at the ground as they sheathed and unsheathed, but it was rather difficult, as the ground was nearly frozen over. Frustration made her toss her head with impatience, and she continued to struggle at not ripping Lionclaw's throat out.

"Lionclaw," she hissed, barely audible, as dislike for the tomcat increased itself. "May I ask that you refrain from uttering a single word. I know that you like hearing yourself speak and that you are extremely full of yourself and you love yourself, but may I say that not everyone else does." She paused here, and when she spoke again, her tone was mockingly kind. "Because of course, it's kind of weird to see a mouse-brained furball loving himself. As for the nickname of a squirrel that you've given me... well, I beg to differ. Squirrels chitter and chatter and they're stupid. I'm not saying that I'm some super genius, but I believe a squirrel bears more resemblance to you than to me."

With that, the she-cat finished speaking, and padded onward in silence, rather satisfied with herself. She hoped that what she had said was enough to shut Lionclaw up, but if it didn't... well, it looked like she would have to continuously come up with comebacks like the one she had just said to finally get him to understand that...

SHE. HATED. HIM.

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The brief silence between them had nothing on Lionclaw. Nothing.

Instead he was plotting away on how to make this she-cat go on the brink of anger-- he wanted her to explode. Aquasky had always been the one to toy with when they were apprentices. The other she-cats were fun but of course, with that deep fury she could go into, there was much more entertainment. If she did get to the point where she barreled him over and started clawing him, he wouldn't hurt her or tell Northstar on her. He really was asking for it. Besides, she would literally have nothing to do with him if he did tell-- that would ruin his reputation too. He might put edge to the other she-cats and that was definitely not good.

Ears twitching he gazed around the territory until a single whisper on his name, so quiet but filled with anger, caught his attention. Lionclaw rolled his eyes before turned his head back to look at the Clanmate trailing along behind him, just as he was about to make a smart comment Aquasky spoke once more. Lionclaw listened to the first part of what she had to say.

"Lionclaw, may I ask that you refrain from uttering a single word. I know that you like hearing yourself speak and that you are extremely full of yourself and you love yourself, but may I say that not everyone else does."

The golden tomcat flicked his tail and smirked, completely ignoring the part about "liking to hear himself" and "loving himself." It was like his mind had automatically shut off that part of her little speech. "Oh, I see you just wanted the romantic atmosphere of a loving silence. Stop kidding, love, you know you absolutely die inside whenever you hear me talk to you and only you." Lionclaw grinned but didn't say anything more, to let her continue on with what she had to say.

"Because of course, it's kind of weird to see a mouse-brained furball loving himself. As for the nickname of a squirrel that you've given me... well, I beg to differ. Squirrels chitter and chatter and they're stupid. I'm not saying that I'm some super genius, but I believe a squirrel bears more resemblance to you than to me."

Lionclaw straitened his posture, blinking at her for a few moments. To be honest he could be a little slow sometimes but he would give her a smart reply in the end-- most of the time anyway. "I beg to differ, squirrely. We both know that you do have quite the temper and squirrels can too. The comparison between you and a squirrel is very much alike." He paused and cocked his head to the side as if he was in thought, even though he knew perfectly well what he was going to say next. "I admit I can talk a little too much but many she-cat's don't mind at all, apparently you are more of a silent romantic." The tomcat felt the purrs of laughter building up inside.

The golden SkyClan warrior sighed lightly to try to ease the bubbles inside of him, his amber eyes gleamed in the sunlight as he flickered them around, "Time to get going since its rather... pathetic to be talking about squirrels and not about catching them. Of course I'm not calling you pathetic, Aquasky, even though you did start the conversation." Giving her a devious grin he turned their direction to the little hills.

Aquasky. So pretty yet so aggressive (with him anyway). All the more fun.

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-Snickers-

I love this role-play. xD Its fun replying.

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Oh, he was just asking for it, wasn't he? It was hard to keep herself in check. Frustration and irritation seeped through her. She wondered -- what could she say that would make him shut up? Was there any possible phrase? Abra cadabra? Hocus pocus? Rolling her eyes at her own foolish thoughts, Aquasky shook her head in exasperation, padding along in silence. After all, he would probably find some type of loophole in whatever she said, just wouldn't he?

She let the silence wash through the moment for a few moments, her ears pricked for any sign of prey. She tried not to register what he had said, but it was as if something in the back of her mind forced her to think about it. Oh, call her a squirrel, would he? He was... what was he? Irritating? Annoying? Those were all good words for him, but they weren't quite right. Well, maybe she'd think of it sooner or later.

She absolutely died every single time he talked to just her and only her? Did she honestly care? A combination of thoughts against Lionclaw formed in her mind, blending together until her anger mounted up once again. She quivered somewhat from the impact of all this anger, but she could hold it in, right?

"You know what, Lionclaw? Just shut up. There's nothing else for me to say to you. Just shut up."

Aquasky's words were seething with the venomous dislike as she spoke. At that moment, she saw the dart of a small creature out of the corner of her eye. Reacting towards it, she moved at a stealthy pace. Creeping up so that she was within close range of it, she leaped up, taking the life of the creature. Tossing a few dead leaves over the lifeless body, she set off again to padding, her head high in the air.

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< stupid rabbits ! >

"You know what, Lionclaw? Just shut up. There's nothing else for me to say to you. Just shut up."

Lionclaw's claws flexed and he flashed a crooked grin before bounding off into the hills, leaving his clanmate behind without further progression in their conversation. His paws were nearly silent as he slithered swiftly over the fluffy moor, with orange eyes narrowed in concentration he inhaled deeply... rabbit.

Now where was it?

After a few heartbeats he located his prey and set off toward it. When in a close range he sank down into a crouch and edged cautiously on, his paws were falling lightly. Lionclaw finally pounced forward and came up short, right in front of the rabbit, whom was nibbing on some type of green shred. They stared at each other for a split second before the creature darted away through the tan grass, with a growl of frustration he charged after it.

Too late.

It reached its burrow and hurriedly disappeared into its depths.

The tom prowled at its entrance for a few moments before turning away with a hiss, "Stupid rabbits!" He padded toward the top of a hill, his paws hitting the ground a little more heavier-- not the best way of keeping silent and hidden. Once he reached the top he sank into the grass, listening, his tail carefully held still as to not disturb the moor and the prey in it.

--- .x. ---

A rabbit. Two mice.

Lionclaw stared down at his measly amount of fresh-kill. He hated leaf-bare, it was cold, there was never a nice fresh-kill pile, and if you were assigned to a Gathering you had to swim through freezing water. With a grunt he hauled the fresh-kill to where he had last been with Aquasky and placed them on the ground with a light thump.

That thump could have been healthier if it had been green-leaf.

Glancing at the she-cat he muttered ungraciously, "Look, I know that I can be... difficult at times... its just my personality. Dawndust always wants me to 'reconstruct' it but then," he paused tilting his head a little upward so he could look at the sky, "that wouldn't be me, you know?" The last part was quieter, like he was remembering something from his past perhaps.

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When Aquasky returned to the area, she was utterly dismayed with the pickings that she had managed to capture. A vole and a mouse, along with the scrawny squirrel she had caught before? Not exactly the most satisfactory ending to a hunt, but it was what she had been able to scrape up. Unhappy with it, she plopped herself down, rather exhausted, for she had spent a while trying to stalk things that actually ended up to be a twig swaying slightly in the fierce winds passing by, or a leaf blowing around. It irritated her that she wasn't able to come up with more prey for the sake of her Clan, but she had done all she could.

Ordinarily, Aquasky would've been too tired to pay heed to Lionclaw's words, but sitting there for a few moments, his words came into her mind, and she was rather astonished at them when she finally comprehended their full meaning. Was he actually... admitting to his annoying and frustrating ways? Her ears pricked up at the sign of this, and she raised her head off of her paws, turning it to look in the tomcat's direction. Surprise flitted about in her mind as she tried to make sense of what he was saying. Was he joking? It didn't exactly seem like it, but then again, this was Lionclaw... Tilting her head to the side, the features on her face scrunched up slightly as she tried to fully understand what he was saying. It was just too... weird for him to actually be apologizing. Did he honestly expect her to believe that he had changed for the better, after all the snide comments the two had split?

"Who the heck are you, and what have you done with the real Lionclaw?" she asked, glaring. Normally this would be seen as a rather comical and amused comment, but Aquasky actually meant it right now. Seriously... this was just random. What had this hunt done to him? Had he run in to a true and knocked his brains out? Then again, did Lionclaw even have ownership to a brain? These thoughts passed through Aquasky's mind, and it really did just make her... wonder.

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He stared blankly back at her surprised face until Aquasky finally asked in a rude tone, "Who the heck are you, and what have you done with the real Lionclaw?" There was a silence that he couldn't answer just yet. His thoughts were blurred. All he could do was look back at her and into those confused light blue eyes. She was glaring at him with slight wonder, it seemed.

In the time that seemed like eternity he answered.

"I know that you hate me so I just decided to try something new," he shrugged before adding with a playful grin, "Maybe you like a sensitive tom. It seemed I got to you that way, huh? You couldn't ignore me!" Lionclaw sat down on the ground releasing a put out sigh even after his smart little comment-- he was just out of it to be honest. He may be irritating but even somecat like him could get a little less spirited. "That's half of it actually. I just feel down today, I guess. Stupid clouds always blocking the stupid sun. I just hate stupid leaf-bare so it puts me in a bad mood." He glancing up, green eyes a little shadowed but with a spark of the old Lionclaw hidden in their depths. "It's fun to see you get ticked off though."

He flashed a crooked grin, half-heartedly, before he flicked his eyes to the scrawny fresh-kill pile, "Great StarClan that's it, eh? Either the prey is hiding or we suck at hunting." Lionclaw smirked before blinking slowly, he may have said it in a surprisedly amused way but he really was amazed at how little there was. Stupid leaf-bare. Supposed to be more prey than this!

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During the seemingly long period of silence that followed after she had asked her question, Aquasky took to looking around at the scenery, pretending to scan it for another type of prey, although she continuously peeked back to see if Lionclaw was going to answer yet. In general, Aquasky was a relatively impatient cat, and when she was waiting for Lionclaw to answer an interrogation that she had provided for him... well, she was still impatient, but wanted to make it seem more subtle so that he didn't take it in a different context.

When he opend his mouth to answer, her ears pricked up, and she silently reprimanded herself for that. Now he would probably go on and on about how she hung to every word that he said, and he wouldn't shut up again, and she would get annoyed and frustrated again, and he wouldn't shut up again... Well, you could see where this was going.

She listened to what he had to say -- surprising, eh? She contemplated and mulled over his words, and thought of a response, still slightly nagging at him. "Man, you finally got the message? Good job!" she responded in a sarcastic tone, a slight hint of laughter glinting in her eyes. Continuing her words by ignoring his remark about her liking a sensitive tom better, she went ahead to speak again. "Awwww... Lionclaw actually has mood swings," she said for the purpose of shooting back an irritating little comment. She then proceeded to ignore his saying that he liked to irritate her -- hadn't she (and probably the whole Clan) estbalished that fact already? No one really needed Lionclaw to say it in his own words. She rolled her eyes at this thought.

Following Lionclaw's gaze to the small fresh-kill pile that had been accumulated, she shared in his disappointment. "The prey's hiding for me," she meowed, "But you just stink at hunting." Her words were inflicted slightly with that venom, and she gave herself points for being able to form a comeback like that.

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"Don't you know? My word for hate is the opposite. You love me and I wanted to try something new. I thought you knew what the message was but apparently you're slower than I thought you were." Lionclaw replied with a smirk before arching his back in a stretch to ease his tired limbs, his claws flexing as he looked around the territory.

"Awwww... Lionclaw actually has mood swings!"

His eyes flowed back to her own and he replied in a placid tone, too out of it to put anything to his replies anymore, "Awww, Aquasky thinks my moods are cute." Shaking his head he padding over to his little pile of fresh-kill and scanned through it-- deciding how he was going to carry it back to camp. He was about to bend down when she meowed something else.

"The prey's hiding for me, but you just stink at hunting."

"Do you know why the prey is hiding from you? With all that anger it's like a smoldering rock of fury is pounding its way through the moor so, only the stupid prey," he glanced at her kill, "would fall for something like that." His eyes glinted at the second part, "I stink at hunting? Yeah, sure, you're just jealous..." His eyes grew curious now as he eyed her prey. "How the heck did you catch a squirrel on the moor? Wouldn't it be in EarthClan territory?"

At once his eyes lit up.

"What did you do, squirrely? Sneak over there and grab one?" He couldn't old in this purr of laughter as he said the next part, "I... didn't know... you were a... a cannibal!" He choked out through his purrs before swiftly lifting his prey off the ground and at his paws.

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Well, it looked like the regular Lionclaw was back. Aquasky rolled her eyes, and let out a frustrated sigh. "Sure, sure, whatever you want, Lionclaw," she muttered, her ears and tail twitching with annoyance as she listened to his little explanation about the words hate and love.. She managed to tune out for part of it, saving her so that she quite die a little inside just yet.

"Mhmmm... Sure... Just don't go crazy and like... turn in to one of those mad, raving cats that wander around the land by themselves, talking to themselves," Aquasky responded in a lighthearted tone, rolling her eyes. She shook her head, and gave another sigh. Mood swings were an interesting topic, but talking about them with Lionclaw was just... weird.

"Sure, sure. Whatever you want to say... Just know that when new-leaf comes around, it's going to be me that's able to catch more prey," the she-cat promised, rolling her eyes. "And the anger comment? I wouldn't speak or worry about other cats, mouse-brain, since you've got your own issues to handle," she added, a slight seething temperament entering again.

"As for the squirrel?" Aquasky began, then was cut off as Lionclaw continued to speak. He wouldn't let this squirrel thing go, would he? Exasperation began once again, and for the third time in a few minutes, the she-cat gave another sigh. "Who knows what squirrels do at this time of the year... this one was probably trying to find food and got sidetracked. I don't know. I don't see in to the mind of the squirrel."

Her eyes flickered back to the fresh-kill pile, and she regarded the prey that Lionclaw had caught. Make snide comments relating to the prey she had caught, now would he? Well, that was simple: two could play at this game. "And I see that you have two mice... Well, Lionclaw, I daresay -- were you trying to find the correct body for that mouse-brain of yours?" she shot back.

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He dropped his prey for a moment and answered the first part about being a 'becoming a mad raving cat that talks to himself' "Yeah, hopefully I won't-- I doubt it though." Lionclaw answered in the same lighthearted tone she used with a crooked grin, eyes playfully amused with the conversation. It was different to talk so easily about something with the she-cat that that thought he was the most irritating cat on the entire planet. Carefully examining her expression he realized she was thinking the same thing, he blinked at her while his grin became just a lip smile now. Lionclaw was about to pick up his prey again when she continued on with 'sure, sure' and all.

Lionclaw noted how she kept sighing over again.
Then she got the squirrel.

"It doesn't make sense though. Why would a squirrel be in the middle of the moor where a hawk or something could just swoop down and carry it away? It must be one heck of a stupid squirrel, eh? I wonder if squirrels can get lost... sidetracked by food? That doesn't make sense either! There are definitely no nuts on the moor. Trees? Yes. Moors? No. Maybe a few seeds but, well, that's it." Finally giving up on the stupidity of the squirrel he meowed, "Aw, forget it. You caught it and its dead."

"And I see that you have two mice... Well, Lionclaw, I daresay -- were you trying to find the correct body for that mouse-brain of yours?"

The warrior blinked tiredly, "Wow. You caught me. How triumph you must feel right now. Glowing with pride." Lionclaw smiled with amusement but it wasn't like before, it was kinder-- he might as well soak in the slightly better side of Aquasky that she was showering him with. "Oh, I was meaning so say this... Do you have a breathing problem? All that sighing was distracting me to what you were saying." He said in a mock serious tone even though his orange eyes were twinkling. "I was just worried."

Aquasky was okay... sometimes.
Especially when she didn't flip on him for his humor.

Lionclaw picked up his kill and continued on with his sauntering.

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"Well, I mean honestly. I can see you now -- padding around, living on just roots and berries and a few scraps of fresh-kill that died by itself since you're too weak to hunt for yourself... spouting off nonesense words..." Aquasky meowed, as if describing some new reverie that had just been created in her mind.

The golden tabby she-cat looked at the tomcat in wonderment as he went off with his squirrel speech. After blinking back her bemused and confused expression, she proceeded to make fun of him once more. "You see? You've already started with spouting away nonstop," she remarked, rolling her eyes. "Pretty soon, you'll eventually fit the perfect image that I created in my mind here."

Moving on to the rest of what he said, her ears twitched when she heard his next statement -- having to do with her glowing with pride? Well, she would never admit it, but, yes, she was relatively proud of herself and was delighted that she was able to come up with such a comeback. It made her feel... well, this would sound rather cheesy and dumb, but it made her feel... smart. And the fact that Lionclaw, in his own weird way, had acknowledged it as a decent comeback, was a rather added plus.

There were times when Lionclaw was... okay. Not the best, but not as horrible... Lowering her head, she picked up her two pieces of prey in a nonchalant manner. She began padding forward, but then halted when she heard his comment about her supposed breathing problems. Dropping the small creatures, she turned a steely eye on him. Breathing problems? Goodness, could he choose more of an odd thing to tease her about? Well, this was Lionclaw they were talking about.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't," she responded matter-of-factly. "I think you've got worse problems of your own to work out, though," she added, giving a mock, innocent cat smile.

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"Well, I mean honestly. I can see you now -- padding around, living on just roots and berries and a few scraps of fresh-kill that died by itself since you're too weak to hunt for yourself... spouting off nonesense words..."

At this he snorted, a smirk on his face, it was a funny conversation even if it was about 'his future' so he continued along with it. "That's probably true too... Next thing you know I'm in Twoleg Place getting beat up by wimpy cats. Trying to make a deal for a scrap of- of... um... whatever rouge cats eat. Crowfood and other stupid stuff. " He nodded his head solemnly before flashing Aquasky a grin, "And you'll just be sitting there asking my brother 'Dawndust do you know where Lionclaw is?' and he'd just reply 'What? Who?'"

"You see? You've already started with spouting away nonstop. Pretty soon, you'll eventually fit the perfect image that I created in my mind here."

Lionclaw faked a gasp of horror, "It has already begun..." he whispered softly before stopping his sauntering to look at the she-cat with 'frightedly' amused orange eyes. Let out a purr of laughter he continued on his way, his tail flicking to some type of beat in his head, before glancing back as she answered his breathing question.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. I think you've got worse problems of your own to work out, though," she smiled a mock innocent way.

"I wonder if you'll ever accidently sigh when eating. Like, when you're take in the breath for the sigh, you'll inhale some type of fresh-kill peice," He grinned deviously. "Yeah, I have the problem about wondering what the heck I'll be in the furture. A leader or a mad raving cat that talk to himself. "

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"Exactly," the she-cat meowed in a delighted response. "You actually got it -- heh. Nice job," she remarked, padding onward. "Good luck with those rouges -- you'll need it when you're all wimpy and weak like that... uhhh..." She paused here trying to find a good example that would work with this simile she was attempting. Looking around, she tried to figure out what would work. When she couldn't find it, she resorted to making it up. "...Uhhh... Minuscule piece of dirt blowing around that you can't see right now."

Aquasky glanced at Lionclaw when she heard him gasp. "What now, girly-girl? Break a nail?" she asked sarcastically, but when she heard his comment, an amused look crossed her face. "Oh dear... I think you need medical help," she responded in the same tone of voice -- quiet and mock frightened.

At the talk of fresh-kill, Aquasky's stomach rumbled somewhat. She tried to ignore it, and tried thinking of other things -- but she had to answer Lionclaw back, since she liked having the... well, last word, you could call it. "Believe me. I'll be fine. I'm not exactly stupid, you see? I mean, I know stupid cats... or a stupid cat--" You could obviously see what she was hinting at here. "--but I'm not stupid. I know how to breathe and when to breathe, so... yeah, I think I'm set."

"As for your future... well, better decide fast, since you're getting older as we speak," the she-cat meowed, another cat smile making its way to her face as she said this. "But then again, supposedly you can't change your own destiny, and the way your life is going... well, I think you're stuck with that image of a rabid cat as your future."

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