.A.Fateful.Meeting.

[lycan]

From the base of the massive stone, there sat a figure outlined against the milky white, cloud-covered sky. A chill ran up the dingy gray tom's spine as a breeze brushed across his body. He winced slightly as he gazed around, shifting his paws as he parted his jaws, scenting the air.
For some reasion he liked it here, perhaps just a little too much. For once he was away from the family members who looked down upon him. Breathing a sigh of relief, Cutthroat stretched his limbs and climbed atop the rock, gazing down upon the world. A feeling of power washed over him as he stared around. His deep golden eyes flickered shut as he sat down, feeling the breeze isolate him from the world, losing himself in thought.

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Avala;;

Soft paws padded across the ground, eyes flicking around uneasily as the black she-cat made her way across the ground. Without thinking, the small black she-cat jumped upon the rock that was already occipied, jumping back and slipping off as she noticed Cutthroat. "Oh! I..I'm sorry. I didn't notice......." Avala muttered, embarassed at her actions. The small black she slipped half-way off the rock, her claws unsheathed as she scrambled for a pawhold.

[lycan]

Cutthroat flinched, not expecting anyone to show up. "Oh! Careful." He meowed, grabbing Avala by the scruff and hoisting her up onto the rock. "You okay?" The tomcat asked sheepishly as he stepped back. "This isn't part of your territory, is it...?" He suddenly asked, wondering if even now he was tresspassing on someone else's land. He hadn't even bothered checking for scent markers or anything.

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Avala;;

Avala's ears were hot as she was pulled back onto the rock. At the tom's words, her ears flicked up in confusion. She hadn't seen anyone but this tom for awhile. "Territory? I don't have territory" She mewed, her ears perked up. Her ears had slowly cooled a bit, her eyes were directed away from the cat. She bent down to lick her numb foot. "I"m sorry for just..appearing like that. I didn't expect someone to be there" She murmured honestly.

[lycan]

Cutthroat gave a sigh of relief, not in the mood for a fight. "Likewise." He commented. "I'm Cutthroat, what's your name?" He asked, trying to make conversation. He'd taken a sudden interest in this she-cat.

OoC|| I apologize for the crappiness of this post, watching Saw IV on youtube.

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Avala;;

Her eyes widened as she looked at the tom, curiosity filled her eyes as he asked her name. "I have been called many differnt names. But my heart knows the name of Avala." She mewed. Her ears scarred ears flicked as she sat and wrapped her battered tail around her paws "Where is your home?" She asked suddenly, suddenly curious about the tom.

[lycan]

Cutthroat cocked his head. "Avala...such a pretty name..." He trailed off placidly before shaking his head. "I'm from a territory east of here, by the ocean, but I have no home anymore. My siblings and I are loners, we pick through territories, looking for a place where it'd be considered meaningful for us to be." He explained. "And you? Where are you from?" He asked, twitching the tip of his tail.

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Avala;;

The black she-cat cocked her head. She didn't really knew if where she was born her hom or not. She shrugged to herself, turning her soft eyes upon the tom. "From where I come from is not important in my eyes. I have forgotten that horrible place" She mewed with a sigh. It was clearly visable this she-cat had been badly injured, most think byt traveling, but are clearly mistaken. All her scars, wounds of all sorts that show, were from her kithood. Scars she couldn't erase from her memory, but wanting to try and clear her mind of them.

[lycan]

Cutthroat merely nodded, deciding not to press the subject, it was obviously a sensitive one. "Well if it was so terrible that you can't talk about it I suppose it's good that it's been forgotten." He commented. "So...uhm...what are you doing in this place...?" he asked, twitching is tail. He could see the scars that covered her body, seeing the beauty that lay behind them. Perhaps the scarring had to do with why she'd left her home? He could only assume it was.

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Avala;;

Avala's ears flicked down. She refused to talk about her past life. For once, someone didn't pressure her about it. "I'm looking for somewhere to call my home. I've been traveling for much too long, since I was 6 moons to be exact" She mewed, light red flashed across her ebony cheeks. "It's something I've promised my caretaker since I watched her....Since I left her" She mewed, wincing at her own thoughts.

[lycan]

Cutthroat nodded. "I left at a young age too, and I guess you could say I'm looking for a home too...to some degree." He responded sheepishly. "And...pardon my asking...but...caretaker? What do you mean by that?" The slate gray tomcat asked, a flicker of embarrassment cutting through him.

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Avala;;

Avala looked at Cutthroat with eyes of questioning. "Instead of my mother taking care of my, and elder that was there when I was born took me in after my parents refused to take me as there own" She mewed solomenly. Her eyes stared past the tom, looking out towards something she knew that he couldn't see. As a shiver ran down her spine, she winced as a memory came crashing down on her.

[lycan]

Cutthroat's gaze softened, a caring flicker appearing in his eyes. "I'm sorry to hear that..."He trailed off. "I don't know why a queen would have kits only to disown them...I'm sorry, would you prefer I change the topic?" He asked hesitantly. His stub of a tail flicked slightly as he tried to think of an alternative to what he was talking about. This had to be painful for her, he'd seen the shiver that had ripped through her body moments ago.
His heart ached for this poor she-cat, and this ache was yet another reason he was to be cast away from his siblings. He felt pity towards others, pity and compassion. As far as he knew, Eros and Lycan couldn't feel either of those...well...Eros at least. Lycan had some heart in her, she just shut it out.
Dragging himself out of his thoughts, Cutthroat looked back up at Avala, his golden eyes locked with hers.

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Avala;;

Her eyes snapped back towards the tom as he spoke. "I was the only one given up. My brothers were kept with my parents, cared for by them. They did not want a she-cat as one of there kits" She mewed. Her eyes held his for a moment. As she looked into his, she noticed something differnt from the cats she had met before. Cutthroat felt sorry for her. She sighed. "It is a painful thing to think about, but talking about it allows me to let some of it out."

[lycan]

Cutthroat nodded, trying to understand. "So...you want to keep talking of such painful things...?" he asked, brows furrowed. "If you're spilling your guts about your messed up family I suppose I could say something about mine, that is, if you're interested at all in the bizarre." He added, sheepishly, trying to keep a conversation going.

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Avala;;

Avala uncurled herself, then slid down to her stomach, streaching out her scared legs and then relaxing. A small smile spread across her face. "I've spilled my story, You should be allowed the same" She mewed, her dark eyes glowing, the scar running across her eye seemed to brighten and become more noticiable as her eyes did.

[lycan]

Cutthroat nodded. "I was born in a rogue clan, my father and his father before him were known as brutal killers. I spent my kithood trying to be just like him, but could never do it. My brother and sister, Eros and Lycan, they were the ideal children: Fiery little balls of claws and fangs." He explained sheepishly. "When I was eight moons old I was off by myself, trying to think of a way to prove I wasn't a failure, when a badger found me...well...I found it, to be exact. I got pretty messed up, tail ripped off and body badly scarred. A few days later I headed off, my sister and younger brother Eros following after me. We've done some bad things...but I think it's possible to overlook them, we're just learning the family trade." he sighed, ears pinned back, eyes focused on the ground.

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[FIREH!!]

_{ooc;; Do I sense looovvveeee? xDDD}

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Avala;;

Avala nodded as he talked. Her eyes stayed the same, dark and understanding. "My parents expected much from me. They wanted me to follow in there footsteps and become murders like they are" She mewed, her voice seeming to darken as she talked. Her claws were unsheathed and digging into the soild rock, as if to hold herself up from falling down.

[lycan]

OoC|| No, they hate each other's guts. -.-

BiC|| Cutthroat stared in shock. "The very same 'trade' as I." He replied flatly. "Small world, eh?" he grinned, twitching his stub of a tail. This was rather amusing in his eyes, but wondered if it was true. After all, a lot of cats have issues with his family and their ideas of a job that 'helps' others.

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Avala;;

"Yes...the same trade that I wish to escape from" Avala murmured as she looked down, not wanting to meet the tom's eyes. Her ears were pinned down on her head. The black she-cat stood, her ears flicking up. "I'm sorry, but I belive my time in this place has come to and end. I must be going"She mewed quietly before turning to jump off the rock.

[lycan]

Cutthroat's eyes widened. "Wait!" He meowed, taking a step foreward. "Where are you going?" he demanded. "Am I going to see you again?"

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Avala;;

Her eyes widend as she turned to Cutthroat. Not once in her life had she heard those words. Avala's heard snapped around, staring at him. "You...still want to see me?"She asked, a shock expression on her eyes.

[lycan]

Cutthroat shifted his paws, his fur prickling with embarrassment. "Well why shouldn't I...? We have a bit in common and...well...I think you need some friends." He replied sheepishly. The response seemed oh-so childish, but he spoke the truth. At thirteen moons, he still clung to the immaturity that he had grown out of far too fast.

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Avala;;

Avala's eyes turned from shock, then to wonder. Se turned her whole body around. "Perhaps it's not time for me to leave you just yet. Maybe, if your siblings are alright with it, I could travel with you?" She asked, hope clouding her voice as her eyes once agian met Cutthroat. What was that feeling deep in her stomach. Some would call it a crush. Avala had no idea what this strange sensation was in her stomach.

[lycan]

Cutthroat's face lit up. "That's a great idea, I'm sure they won't mind too much." He purred with a grin. This was partly a lie. He was sure that Eros wouldn't exactly give a damn, but it was Lycan he was worried about. Lycan was leader in their little band. Her word was law and outsiders were never welcome in her eyes. "Of course, I should probably ask you if you're easily scared..." He added. "My brother Eros...he's a little...uhm...off, to say the least."

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Avala;;

The small she-cat smiled, a true smile for once. "It's alrigt. My own father was alittle....differnt. He saw things diffrently." She mewed, shuffling her paws slightly before standing. "Perhaps wer should go and meet these siblings of yours, if I'm going to be traveling with you, I'll need to know who these cats are" She mewed, rasing her head from watching her paws and looking at Cutthroat.

[lycan]

Cutthroat nodded. "They said they'd be around, most likely harassing some kittypets..." He trailed off, a touch of shame in his voice. Perhaps this wasn't the wisest idea...? Oh well. It was Avala's choice, he assumed she'd stick by it. Leaping down from his perch he took a few steps in the direction he'd scented some kittypets and two-leg nests.

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Avala;;

The she-cat followed Cutthroat down as she padded after, her tail flicking back and forth. As she came to the tom's said, her tail twisted around her leg, a reaction she had when nervous. "Tell, me, what are you siblings like? Are they as kind as you?" She asked.

[lycan]

Cutthroat twitched his stub of a tail, nervous. "Not normally, but they're in a pretty good mood after they've had some...fun..." Cutthroat replied. "It's almost the same. Eros is a total freak, he has the most bizarre likings and terrible habits, as for Lycan, our older sister, she's basically the leader of our little band. Her word is law and we can do little to change her mind. It's hard to tell if she'll take a liking to you or not."

OoC|| Perhaps we should toss them into the 'I Feel Mean Today' thread?

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