Post by catsrule on Jul 15, 2008 12:48:55 GMT -5
Morte stalked out of the bushes his muscles rippling under his sleek black pelt its reddish tent making it look almost like he was covered in blood. His fierce gray eyes filled with hatred scanned his surroundings. In one strong leap he was upon the gate of a kittypet nest. "Dusk show yourself I grow weary of waiting around" he meowed fiercly.
Dusk lept beside Morte on the fence his gaze filled with no emotion what so ever. His long blue-gray fur swayed slightly in the wind. "Morte it has been a long time since I've had a glimpse of your face, to what occasion do I owe this honor to?" He meowed emotionless. His ears were picked with alertness and his senses were very sensitive as he scented the air and watched every movement. To any cat who knew the two toms their meeting would be one to avoid stumblig upon.
Dusk lept beside Morte on the fence his gaze filled with no emotion what so ever. His long blue-gray fur swayed slightly in the wind. "Morte it has been a long time since I've had a glimpse of your face, to what occasion do I owe this honor to?" He meowed emotionless. His ears were picked with alertness and his senses were very sensitive as he scented the air and watched every movement. To any cat who knew the two toms their meeting would be one to avoid stumblig upon.