[Mouse Plot]New beginning, new [Life]

[Dansen[Mouse]]

!Shawman!

The sun was starting to set and already casted long shadows across the forest floor in the land of the Loners. The blood cave started to look bloodier with every passing heartbeat, but a single lone cat didn't care, he was too tired to care. Too tired from running through that forest and from all those cats to really care about the forbidden looking cave. He just needed some where to rest. He looked at the twoleg monster but where he came from, it was common to find a broken down monster and most cats were happy to live in one, in fact this very silver tabby grew up in one. It keep him dry from the rain, it had a soft floor and occasionally had some twoleg food in the bottom off it. But this one, oh it looked extremely old and if there was any food left in it, it would either be crowfood by now or gone. There was no way in it any way, so he settled to lay next to the cave wall. Finally he started to doze off when something rustled in the bushes. "Who's there?" He yowled, getting himself ready to fight if needed. No more running for this cat.

Ooc:// Reserved for Quetzal and maybe Nyx too.[/sub]

[(aurora) of the problematique]

Quetzal
sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette,
finger on the ^trigger to my dear _Juliet

<sub>"Honey, you're gonna make the foxes come after you if you yelp like that again." The slender frame of the limber Quetzal paused at the entrance, the moonlight glittering on her beautiful silver fur. She looked like a goddess at that very moment, losing her immortality to enter the cave and become surrounded by darkness.

"Oh, you're cute." The she-cat's smile widened and her claws unsheathed. "That still doesn't mean you can get away with trespassing. Come with me. I have a better place for you to stay." Her long tail waved side to side like a snake.

ooc;// Is this the tom that's supposed to fall in love with her?</sub>

[Dansen[Mouse]]

!Shawman!

Shawman glared at the she-cat who had suddenly appeared from the forest. He wondered if she was going to chase him off too but she looked like she wasn't going to so he cautiously walked over to him. He looked the fae up and down and saw she had a few scares but all in all she was a very attractive cat. Finally he decided to trust her. "Alright, led the way. My names Shawman." He mewed, flashing a smile. "And what should I call a pretty fae like yourself?"

Ooc:// Yeah, this is him.

[(aurora) of the problematique]

Quetzal
sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette,
finger on the ^trigger to my dear _Juliet

<sub>Quetzal's body swayed seductively as she turned and began walking the way that led to her home. "The name's Quetzal," she said with a grin.

Since the den at home was filled with guests, she took him to one of her more personal areas and said so herself. "This is a separate home of mine but it's close to my original one. You'll be fine here. If someone asks what you're doing here just say...you're my prisoner or something." A smirk creased her face.

"What are you doing out here in these parts anyway?" She examined the tom.</sub>

[Dansen[Mouse]]

!Shawman!

The silver tom gave himself a way too confident smile as he followed Quetzal to her home. He learned early to be wary of all cats, even the sly fae's but he was normally a good judge of character and he knew that Quetzal was probably under the seductive trance that he thinks he puts all she-cats under, so he decided to trust he for now. He followed her until they came to her second home and gave an attempt to chuckle when she told him to tell everyone that he was her prisoner. 'She's joking, right?' Maybe there was more to this cat then meets the eye...

"I was trying to kill my brothers murderer." He suddenly hissed, answering her question. "Then some other cats stole my glory and chased me off. Anyway, I hope they at least finished that snake off for me, so I can finally go home. What's going on around here, anyway? The cats that ran after me stopped even if they almost caught up to me. All except for you, anyway. What were they?" Being a cat from deep inside the twoleg territory he knew nothing of the Clans.

[(aurora) of the problematique]

Quetzal
sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette,
finger on the ^trigger to my dear _Juliet

<sub>"Oooh...an avenger." Quetzal's bright eyes shimmering in "interest". The beautiful silver tabby flicked her tail. "You must be talking about Clansmen. Yes, they attack intruders that enter their territory...well...the ones they catch." She chuckled softly. "They can't catch me...."

The pretty female came to her feet and yawned softly, lifting up a bloody front paw and running her tongue across it. "I should be getting back. You said that they got your brother's murderer? Who was it, the murderer, I mean?" She tilted her head with a soft smile.</sub>

[Dansen[Mouse]]

!Shawman!

The tom suddenly smirked at the mere mention of his brothers murderer. "Oh I got her, got her real good. You see, her and I are from deep inside the upperwalker territories where me and my brother, Nickel had lead our own band of cats. She showed up one day and my brother fell head over tail for her. I knew she was evil, no cat around us was ever that nice. Then Nickel went out with her one night on a night watch after we had a fight and never came back. Found his body later the next day with that witches scent all over him."

He frowned at the memory but kept going. "I tracked her down and found out she was hired by another band of cats too kill my brother but we attacked them, killed everyone of them too. Except her. I left to track her down and got too attack her once but she got away from me and I've been after her ever since."

The evil smirk came back. "Earlier, though, I finally found her, riped her up real good, almost killed her but then those Clan cats chased me off. I just hoped they ripped her throat out for me. But I can't leave until I know she's dead." It finally struck him. What if they didn't kill her. "They would have killed her, wouldn't they?"

[(aurora) of the problematique]

Quetzal
sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette,
finger on the ^trigger to my dear _Juliet

<sub>The she-cat paused for a moment to listen. Now that she thought about it, she did hear something similar to the tom's tale. "Listening to your story makes me think of a report I received on the field the day before. I believe the she-cat you were talking about was rescued the Clanners that herded you away. She was a young female right? I do believe they took her back to their camp. I haven't done a reconnaissance mission to SerenityClan yet except for what Poison killed so I'll have to see what I can dig up about this she-cat," Quetzal said with a coy smile. She glanced at him, trying to be the naive seduced female.

"I suppose I could help you on this. I've got nothing better to do." She shrugged.</sub>

[Dansen[Mouse]]

!Shawman!

"The witches name is Silver. She's a gray and white cat. Never trust her, though. She may act like a defenseless kit, but she's really an alder with a poisonous bite." He stood up and started pacing the length of the den as his mind rushed a thousand miles an hour. He need information and wanted to know what that wrench was telling them. He needed too know before she killed another victim. "Is there any cat I can speck too from inside of the Clan? Anyone who won't claw off my fur?"