Rise of the Alley Cats

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Name: Bubbles
Gender: female
Age: around 7 moons
Description: short, slender, silver she-cat with strange silver bubble-like markings on her pelt.
Eye Color: Bright, bubbly blue.
Personality: Sweet, kind, caring, easily swayed, friendly, always helps a cat in need.

Name: Splash
Gender: Female
Age: Around 7 moons.
Description: Tall, lean light silver tortishell she-cat with a torn ear.
Eye color: Blue
Personality: Rude, fiery, fierce, opposite of her sister Bubbles.

Name: Dusk
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Description: Black she-cat with silver streaks in her fur.
Eye color: Flood water-blue.
Personality: Caring for her two daughters (Bubbles and Splash), fierce, loving, distant at times, rude, had mood swings.

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~Anyone care to give me a quick summary of what happened here? o.o I kinda lost track and I want to join back in.~

~Mace is taking a nap, and from what I hear, cats are fighting dogs. And I think you can start your own scene, by the looks of it.~

Mace woke with a start. There wasn't much to do, and she was already starving. Strange that I ate the porkchop so fast, she thought angrily. Perhaps she could cover up a little hunting. Near her den, she saw a (really) scrawny mouse scanning for danger. No, that won't do. It's too timid. Mace explored further. The butcher's shop is worth checking, she decided.

The butcher's shop wasn't empty like before, to Mace's frustration. The big beefy butcher was growling at a twoleg, who was begging for a "discount." Mace nearly purred with amusement, but she was still hungry, so she visited the barbeque shop instead. The butcher wasn't likely to give Mace meat, but the barbeque shop twoleg may be. Mace fluffed up her fur, gave herself a thorough clean, and sat at the shop's entrance. The door creaked open, and the twoleg saw mace.

To Mace's anger, she was given kittypet food instead of delicious roasted duck. But she knew she had to eat it, because it was do or die. That flea-brain didn't even give me enough! She thought angrily. It tasted like rabbit droppings, but Mace was too hungry to notice.

Falcon padded away from the alley. She parted her jaws to sniff the air. She smelled Mace! She tracked the scent to a barbeque shop. Mace was crouching eating some kittypet food. "Mace!" Falcon called.

Mace raised her head. "Falcon?" she mewed. "I'm just eating this because I'm starving. What's up?" By now, she realized how gross the food was, and nearly gagged.

"Nothing much," Falcon shrugged. "I got attacked by a dog. Right when I thought I was going to die, something saved me, but I don't know what. I'm still trying to figure it out."

Mace paused for a moment. "Did you scent any cats around? Otherwise it might have just been a twoleg. Hangs out with dogs a lot, you know." She meowed.

Falcon thought for a moment. "It was a cat, but it wasn't any cat I know of. The scent smelled of the forest."

Ghost sighed and padded away, nearly bumping into Falcon when he wasn't paying attention. "Sorry." He rumbled, pale green eyes staring to the other tom's. Letting out another bored sigh, he padded on.

Sun Burn rushed through the alley way which seemed to have never ended. She chased after the mouse ahead of her desprently but she tripped over a foolish twoleg kit's play thing. She yowled in shock and the mouse escaped. She growled as hunger boiled in her belly. She stood up and walked off not relising she was leaving a trail of blood behind her from the re-opened cut on her paw.

Link troted along the twoleg park, it was crunchy and rotted. For none of the twolegs took care of it. He lept onto a swinging tire like thing and sat inside of it. The wind gave him something to enjoy as it cooled him off.

Falcon padded away from Mace. She saw something red on the floor. Blood! She tracked the blood until it led to a short-haired tabby she-cat.

Flake bounded over to Dusk," Have you seen Hawk I can't find him!" Flake cried in a flurry of worry and anger for Hawk to stray off.

Ash dug through the dumpster quickly in search of food," Nothing! What's with the prey shortage?" Ash's handsome voice rumbled. If only he could find some more food!

Flash streaked through the alley's a dog pounded after him. Flash had become a warrior in the forest and came back to check on his brother Hawk. He was called Flashstorm. He had just saved one of the alley cats from the dog. Flashstorm rounded a corner and pelted away from the dog. The dog whined as a twoleg hooked a leash on it and dragged the dog away.

Falcon padded through a winding maze of dark alleys. As she was padding, she ran into a strong brown tom and a cat that looked really familiar. The forest cat!

Flashstorm stopped. He had saved this cat from the dog! "Uhh Hi," Flashwing's handsome voice dropped low.

Falcon skidded to a halt. "Thank you for saving me. Who are you?" she mewed.

Flashstorm hesitated for a moment," I am Flashstorm warrior of T-Thunder clan... I used to be Flash here," Flashstorm stammered staring into the she-cats eyes." Whats y-your name?" Flashstorm asked.

Falcon nodded. "I'm Falcon. That dog would have ripped me to pieces if it weren't for you." She smiled warmily.

Stareye crawled out of a small twoleg dump. She padded out and shook her fur. She was occupied with wandering around the past few days. She ran around down the dark alleys. She skidded to a halt when she passed Flash and Falcon. "Falcon!" she screeched by accident. She padded next to the she-cat. "I've been gone for a while," she purred. She turned her attention to the unfamiliar tom. She hissed. "Who is this?" she growled, and arched her back.

Falcon jumped with surprise as Stareye passed her. "Oh, hey Staryeye. This is Hawk. Hawk, this is my friend Staryeye. I've never seen him before. I think he's new here or something," Falcon mewed, shrugging.

Stareye squinted at Falcon, then turned to Hawk. Her eyes were cold and uninviting; she knew this stranger could not be trusted. She barked with hostility. Her eyes seemed to flare red. She snarled and gritted her teeth. "New?" she growled. She lessened her hostile tone a tad and searched the center of the cat's eye for a moment.

Falcon saw Staryeye studying Hawk. She leaned over. "I don't know. I've never seen him before. His scent smells like forest cats." She gasped. "Forest cats!" Falcon dropped into a battle stance.

Stareye screeched and dropped into battle stance as well. She snarled as she circled the cat. She then pounced and pinned the cat down, shoulders above face. She knew she was only 20 moons old and couldn't bear this wait for too long. She snarled and raised her hissing, making her hostility more obvious. "Forest cat, eh?" she barked as the forest's sweet scent wafted into her nose and lingered there.

Falcon hissed and sprang forward next to Stareye. "How dare you come here!?" She hissed in outrage. "This is our place!"

"Oh, come on. Don't be rude, Falcon! Let us join you! Well, I've been here for the whole conversation and you didn't see me, but, I just gave myself away." Ernestine smiled rudely. She was spying on them for fun, since she was bored, "I already know your names."

Stareye scowled and turned around. Ernestine. She yowled for everybody to come. "How dare you!" she screeched at the cat. She was losing her patience. She usually was sly and stealthy, but now Stareye was the opposite.

Falcon turned around. "Ernestine! You were spying on us the whole time!?" She hissed.