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Post by • s h a k e s • on May 4, 2011 15:11:10 GMT -5
  The soft sand shifted quietly under large paws, churning with the wind that blew it around carelessly. Bright red eyes stared intently at the world befor her, which seemed so very.. empty. The moon was high in the sky now, and the temperature had already fallen to near nothing. But Akani was okay with that, cool was better than hot, in her opinion. Despite this, she knew she wouldn't be able to pass through the desert befor the sun would rise again. She was tracking a juvenile lion, though. She had been planning on having it as a meal, but her legs had been a bit spazzy and gave her away. So it ran, and she followed it here.
Any prints of the cub were long gone thanks to the wind now, but she could still smell the little male, just barely. Her nose twitched anxiously as she desperately tried to keep a grip on the scent, hoping she wouldn't lose it. The cub was young, so she knew it would probably want to sleep at night, probably wouldn't worry too much about her following it. So really, it was just a matter of catching up to the little snack. If she could keep his trail, that is...
As the moments dragged on, Akani's stomach let out a low growl, empty and upset about it. Heavy paws stilled as the female let out a groan of discomfort. She hadn't eaten in a week, and her body was growing weak because of it, She may have been small for a female, but she still needed to eat alot. Ears fell back against her head as the female gave a soft chuff, calling out to no one in particular. She just hoped someone would answer.. maybe the lion would be enough of a fool to answer her fairly desperate cries for food. If she could play sweet, maybe...
But no such luck came. A quiet curse fell from the female's lips and she stamped a paw down into the sand, little grains of the soft ground flying into the air. Anger was usually wondering around inside the female, urging her body to move, forcing those sharp claws out to rip at others. Her eyes closed slowly, and the female gently placed her body on the soft ground. She layed her large head on her paws and breathed out slowly, hoping to fall asleep to hide herself from the pain that churned inside her. Sleep was good..
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Post by v i t a n i . on May 4, 2011 16:44:14 GMT -5
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[/div] ❝ Brother, my brother. ❞ Tell me what are fighting for, we've got to end this war, we should love one another. Oh, can't we just pretend, this war never began. We watch our world fall apart, tell me what good is winning, when you lose your - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - heart. [/center][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=width,240] Well, here he was, in the desert, in the middle of the day - there was not a worse place the young tiger could be. There was no food, no water, and even the plants around these parts were dangerous to such a curious young critter. The most entertaining of these particular botanical features was the cactus, common to any desert dweller, but to the young cat, they were interesting and frightful contraptions. They were fantastic, but intimidating, just like the kitten considered himself to be. Maybe the two could be unlikely friends. He skipped merrily over to one of the conglomeration of cacti, eying them with great interest.
The young bengal stretched a paw out, inches from a singular collection of jutting spikes emerging from the cacti. He touched his paw gently against the cactus, applying enough pressure to get feeling - and an unpleasant feeling it was. Having never seen one of these before, he had to get a feel for it - a smell, a taste, anything with which he could use to later determine another, should he run into it. He let out a loud hiss, though the painful yowl could still be heard distinctly under his breath. The plant was dangerous, it was a devious plant and it meant him harm. The sharp, needle like spikes of the green menace had punctured his pad, and though they were small, no bigger than that of the eye of the pin, the pain was still there. It was in his luck that he had been as cautious as he was with the plant - though not cautious enough to keep himself from injury, and a lesson - he had managed to not get any of the malevolent spikes dug into his flesh, and stuck there, something not uncommon of the hardy cactus' defense. "You stupid, stupid, ugly plant. You're worthless. What did you do that for? Stupid, ugly, nasty, fat plant. And your color is ugly too. Everything about you is ugly. Maybe that's why you're so mean. Because no one likes you. Because you're ugly. And mean, and you hurt people for no reason." the little cat rambled, his anger evident in his speech.
His attention was quickly drawn from the cactus to a figure moving in the distance - he was downwind, so he caught her scent quickly, though he was quite confident that she had not smelt him. Which was fairly good for him, since it's very possible she wasn't of the friendly persuasion, and one has a much harder time making a snack out of someone who sneaks up on them, rather than the other way around. Though, sneaking was never one of the kitten's fortes, so maybe the wording for that particular situation wasn't exact. The young tiger tossed a wayward glance to the cactus, his eyes narrowing, his pupils slitting as anger once more welled up in his striped chest. He heaved a heavy sigh, and set out forward, smacking his bulky paws against the sand, attempting to be quiet but failing rather horribly with his lack of agility. Sand stirred up around his paws, quite a sight to see if any had been watching. He edged closer to the shadowy figure, making sure to stay crouched, and downwind, as he progressed. He heard a distinct growl, and froze to the spot.
His eyes watched her every move, his muscles tensed and ready to run if this large Bengal - from the looks of her figure, colors, and stripes, which he could now make out - did not turn out to be of a benevolent nature, and saw the young kitten as nothing but a mere snack. A few minutes after the initial growl, he edged forward, a few more steps closing the space between him and the female, when he heard the chuffing noise, followed by her lowering herself onto the ground. Perfect, it would be much safer for him to get in her vicinity if she was laying - fast as she was, he was faster, and could likely get out of the way the second her muscles twitched to prepare to stand up. With agility he was not aware he possessed, he trailed around to the front of the large cat, sniffing at her, just inches from her face.
Breathing - though low and uneven. He figured she was trying to sleep, or was already asleep. Now, he didn't exactly like to wake a sleeping cat, but he was tired of being in this desert, and wanted some company. The lizards, and evil green spiky plants just weren't cutting it for him anymore, they had become unwanted company. This new female had provided just what he wanted, a fresh face, and a chance for entertainment. With the same amount of caution taken with the cactus, and albeit the same amount of stupidity, he slapped her gently on the nose. Enough to wake her up, but his claws were retracted, so hopefully it would not be taken as a threat - this cat was five times bigger than the little rascal, and would certainly kill him in a matter of seconds should it choose to do so. After the smack, he took a few steps back, and mewed loudly for attention, but still her eyes did not seem to open (or if they had, not enough for him to notice).
Eventually, he grew tired of the shenanigans and simply cleared his throat to speak up, "Hello, other cat. It is nice to meet you. I.. don't really have much of a name, so I guess you can call me whatever you want. I noticed you are a tiger, you're very pretty, for a girl. I'm also a tiger, if you would care to open your eyes and look. I may be small, but I'm very brave and powerful, and I would not suggest you attack me, because I.." he stopped, unsure of what to say, but settled on pretending to be brave, "I will kick your butt. Because I'm mean. Like those evil looking green plants out here. Just like those. Well, anyways, do you have a name, missus tiger? And why are you sleeping? It's too sunny out, and hot, to be sleeping. You should find some shade. I love sleeping in the shade, I don't understand how you could even consider resting in this weather. You'll burn to a crisp in your sleep! Well, I like you, and I don't want you to die, so I think you should wake up. Unless you're hungry.. was that what that growl was? You're hungry aren't you? Oh, well.. I'll be on my way then, because I'm not food and I don't want you to wake up and think I'm a delicious treat, 'cause I'm not. In fact, I'm sure I taste bad. But, just in case you don't mind bad taste, I think I'll just go.. thanks for your time, kitty lady". He bounded off a few feet away, before stopping - well, he wanted to give her a chance to speak. The cub gazed over his shoulder, casting a forlorn glance at her - waiting.  [/td] [td][atrb=width,140]
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Post by • s h a k e s • on May 4, 2011 18:15:09 GMT -5
Voices, voices.. was she hallucinating? Her tail dragged weakly in the sand as she curled it closer to her body. She wasn't sure how long she had been laying there, but all she knew was she could practically feel her insides burning. Strong jaws parted a bit to take in a breath, her dry tongue falling out a bit. The female still kept her eyes closed, as she was afraid to look up. If one of her enemies had found her now, so weak and alone.. she would surely die. Though the voices she heard, they sounded more like a child's. Hm.. nah, couldn't be real.
Small ears perked up a bit as the cat heard sand shifting under another's feet. Small paws, but they made a large enough "smack" against the sand she assumed it was a cub of a large species. Perhaps that lion? Hm.. she wanted to see, but this time it was the failed attempt to open her eyes that stopped her. She must have been more dehydrated and hungry than she thought.. Either way, the paw steps drew closer as time passed, how long it was, she couldn't be sure. She was in such a daze. Really, it was her own fault. She should have known better than to stop while she still could've walked, not she was tired and exhausted, a bad combination if you planned to be moving soon.
Sniff, sniff. The tiger pulled her lips back in a sneer, though there was little effort put into the gesture. Apparently though, it wasn't enough to make the cub understand she wasn't happy with his presence. The little male, she noticed from his scent, smacked her nose with his large paw. It wasn't very hard, and there weren't claws to cause damage, but it still pissed her off, as easy as that task was.
A half roar, half grunt escaped the female's throat in response to the action. Finally, piercing red eyes opened slowly. Her vision took a moment to adjust, and her sights set on a small Bengal cub like herself, with his own unique pattern as she expected. Eyes of a wine red hue, white whiskers twitching. It only took her a moment, even in her dazed state, to compare the cub to what she had been told by her father the last time she saw him of one of the cubs from his littler. She chuffed a bit, now more in a way to urge the cub closer. She had to make sure. He said even as a newborn he had been a bit hyper, so that was all she needed to confirm. And would you look at that, he answered that for her.
All she was able to make out was a "hello," a few "cat's" and something about him tasting bad. "W..What?" Akani mumbled after a moment, tilting her head curiously. Weakly the large cat forced herself onto all fours, her forelegs giving a few involuntary quivers. She raised her head as high as she could to display her pride, looking the cub over. Forcing her voice steady, the cat scoffed and said, "My God.. you're a parasite and I've only known you for five seconds." She scoffed, despite the distant look in her eyes managing to keep her voice strong. She often spoke without thinking, so that wasn't a bother. She took a step closer to him, her broken paw's toes spreading apart oddly and curved a bit. "Come back, you little bug." She grumbled, nodding with her head for him to come closer.
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Post by v i t a n i . on May 4, 2011 19:02:21 GMT -5
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[/div] ❝ Brother, my brother. ❞ Tell me what are fighting for, we've got to end this war, we should love one another. Oh, can't we just pretend, this war never began. We watch our world fall apart, tell me what good is winning, when you lose your - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - heart. [/center][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=width,240] The sleeping tigress emitted a sound that was somewhere between an infuriated roar, and a lethargic grunt - definitely an unfamiliar sound to the hyperactive young cub. Her movements, though few and lacking in much effort, were dutifully noted - this was the kitten's attempt to examine her and attempt to comprehend what kind of strength she could possess. If hunger and dehydration had not fatigued her, he was quite certain she would be a monster - from the guttural snarl that she had emitted just moments earlier, her personality seemed to mimic the notion. However, aside from the unwelcoming noise she had just produced, he still saw nothing of a reason to label her as a 'monster of satan' quiet yet. As hard as it is to make a good impression on the youngster, it's indubitably harder to make a terrible one. Though this larger female was not making the best first impression of herself, he was willing to at least wait for her to reply to him before deciding what kind of personality arch she fell under. He was settling on 'meanie' when the older cat finally made herself heard.
Her speech was not exactly clear and she stuttered through her question - he noted she did not say hello, how rude of her - though not unlike everyone else the little cat encountered, she had not been able to keep up with him. If the cat had a bite of food for every time someone asked 'what?' to him, he would be so spherical his legs would not touch the ground. The young cat cleared his throat again, squaring his shoulder before speaking up, "I said, hello other c-", though he was cut off sharply by the older feline. He snorted indignantly, "Well, you're no pleasure to be around either, you big-headed meanie. You didn't even say hi to me, or tell me your name. You're just rude, and mean, and I dislike you greatly. You don't have the right to call me names when you're so despicable and I just don't like you, so I'll be leaving now, if I'm such a nuisance. You'll never have any friends if you act like that. But maybe that's good, I wouldn't want to be friends with you - you'll be in good company with the cacti, they're hurtful and cruel like you!". He narrowed his eyes and stepped back defensively, despite there being plenty of room between them. He puffed his chest out, attempting to appear bigger and more intimidating than he really was.
Though, it was counterproductive, considering that as she drew closer, he found himself having to tilt his head up to keep his mahogany eyes locked onto her own bloodred ones. With only a few steps for the small cat, or a single bound for the large cat, she nodded for him to come closer. Though slightly discomforted by the fact she now wanted his company, he went against his better judgment, and took very cautious steps forward, jumping back if he saw her muscles so much as twitch, which was quite a lot due to the obvious weariness of her figure. Eventually, he came to her feet, sitting just in front of her. A wide, cheshire like smile traced it's way across his lips, making the ends curl up into a silly grin, "Bug? I like that. You can call me Bug. Now, I've asked you once, and I'll ask you again, what is your name, big cat? I bet it's something like Monster, or Goliath, or Big Mean Cat Who Is Mean To Bug or something like that. The last one doesn't really have much of a ring to it, but it's the most fitting of the three. But whatever it is, I'm sure it's pretty, just like you, miss red eyed monster tiger lady". Oh yes, the newly named Bug was quite the charmer, though in all honesty he meant well to the older feline, she just wasn't nice to him, and he saw no reason to be nice back - hence the name calling.
He considered that it may not have been such a good idea to call the female by such monikers, but none the less the words were already past his lips and he could not take them back - hopefully the cat had, though it was not evident at this point, a sense of humor that would be forgiving enough as not to make him into an appetizer. Bug looked down at his paws, considering what to do next. Even though he had readily told her he was prepared to open a can of whoop ass, now he wasn't so sure. It was a lot easier to make threats to a sleeping cat. Now that she was awake, despite her obvious physical flaws and setbacks, she was frightful to the young kitten. He would not let her see that, however, and hardened his gaze into one of steel, as he locked his eyes onto hers once again, "So, uhm, yeah. What did you want me here for anyways? You're not going to eat me, right? I hope I didn't come back here to be eaten. I'd rather not be eaten, if I had to die. I'd probably rather die some other way, that wasn't being eaten. Probably? No, certainly. I certainly would like something different. I digress, what is it that you have to say to me?". [/td] [td][atrb=width,140]
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Shorter than the other post, but I still like it. These two are amazing, and Bug is definitely going to be one of my favorite characters to play. What a riot.
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Post by • s h a k e s • on May 4, 2011 19:40:02 GMT -5
Akani blinked a few times as the cub started to speak again. She was not awake enough for this.. she perked her ears forward either way though, trying to keep track of his words. It was like trying to read a book in under one minute. Or maybe that was just because of her tired state..
He called her rude for not saying her name, and for a moment she gave a puzzled look. "You asked my name?" She asked quietly, obviously confused. Hey, he had woken her up, was she really supposed to be able to pay full attention right away? She listened quietly the rest of the time, raising an eyebrow slightly when he started rambling about the cacti. She smiled a bit despite herself and said, "You touched one, didn't you?" She shook her head in a bit of both disbelief and half-amused pity.
He puffed out his chest to try to look big, though still took a step back, and it made her have to try not to laugh. If she could have, she would have put her paw over her mouth to try to hide her amused smile. It was just funny, how cubs acted. Ah, but give it two more minutes and she'd likely be threatening him. Really, sometimes she thought she was bipolar too.
The cub nervously came closer when she urged him to, jumping every time she had to re-adjust her legs. She felt a little bad about that, seeing as for the moment she didn't want to be scaring the little kid. Yet. He soon mentioned what she had called him, "bug," and said he liked it. That was his name now, he said. While they were on that subject, he asked of her name again. At his.. guesses, Akani found herself a bit annoyed, though at the moment the emotion came out as a faux amusement, a smile tugging her lips. At his last, "miss red-eyed monster tiger lady," she laughed a bit, but only for a moment. That laughter was followed by a growl as the female leaned closer, showing her teeth to the little cub, teeth that could tear him apart in an instant.
After a moment of the threatening reaction, she calmed a bit, taking in a more relaxed deep breath. She stood straight and said softly, "My name is Akani." She mumbled as he slowly walked back to her. He asked what she wanted him to come over for, and she sighed a bit as he kept talking. She had to remind herself of how vicious her father really could be to force herself to be kind to this pup. Well, tolerant.
"I'm not going to eat you." She said, looking back up to him now with more relaxed eyes. "Bug," She started, trying not to laugh at the name. "Your father's name, it's Leeu right?" She asked, leaning down a bit to see him better. Really she didn't give a damn about the mother's name. All she wanted to know was if this was her little half-brother. ...ew.
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Post by v i t a n i . on May 4, 2011 20:15:59 GMT -5
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[/div] ❝ Brother, my brother. ❞ Tell me what are fighting for, we've got to end this war, we should love one another. Oh, can't we just pretend, this war never began. We watch our world fall apart, tell me what good is winning, when you lose your - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - heart. [/center][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=width,240] This large orange cat seemed tired, and it was aggravating him - it was the middle of the day, in the damn desert. What did this cat think she was doing trying to sleep? Hunger wasn't that bad, was it? He'd never been so hungry or thirsty he couldn't be hyper, the idea seemed impossible to him. Well, if they made it out of this cursed desert anytime soon, and back to the habitat where they actually belong, he'd be sure to get her a bird or something. A bird would be enough to feed her, right?
It had really been all he had been able to catch before - try as he might, the rodents and things of the like were to agile - and bugs? Bugs would not feed this tigress. That, and he didn't want to share his stash of bugs with her just yet, they weren't close enough. She spoke slowly, her voice low and soft, less harsh than the scolding tone used earlier, "Yeah, I did ask your name. I asked it a bunch. Like two or three times or something. So it'd be cool and all if you'd just tell me it, because I'd like to know". But, he heard nothing of a name before she trailed off onto another question.
"Well, yeah..." he muttered smartassedly, in answer to her question. This was probably the shortest sentence she would every hear Bug utter, and the shortness of the sentence felt foreign on his tongue. However, he had to drive the point home of how stupid her question was - how had she not touched a cactus before? You can't learn anything if you don't experiment. She probably had no idea of the pain he had faced so bravely. This feline had absolutely no right to judge him, and he would be damned if he made her think she had affected him with her sneering tone and idiotic questions. He was quite happy being able to force a laugh from the stoic looking feline, and chuckled along with her at his own jokes. However, within a moment, her happy expression had melted away and was replaced with a malicious grin. It was certainly not the happy smile he had given her earlier.
"You're not going to eat me? Well, that's good, because as I said, I really would not have liked that, and the least you could do is be nice enough to do me that favor. So thank you, Akani.. which is definitely a pretty name, by the way. It's no 'monster', but you know what? I like it anyways, missus Akani.", he flashed her another toothy grin, more or less out of nervousness due to her unstable reactions to him, though it was a sincere smile nonetheless. He was thankful she had chosen to spare his life for the time being; and she had given him a new name. Perhaps she wasn't the bad cat he thought she was, maybe she was just a big grump.
Leeu, that name sounded so familiar - because, yes, this cat had been correct, Leeu was his father. But how did she, this tigress, know what his fathers name was? Unless... "Oh god, you're not my mother are you? Oh god, oh, oh why. Why would I have such a horrible mother. No wonder I didn't have a name, you're mean and hateful and a horrible mother. How could you ever abandon me! I don't even remember you, because you weren't around! What were you thinking? I was left all alone, in the cold, but thankfully, my father.." he shot a wary glance at her, "was there for me, unlike you. I'd rather have not had a mom than have you! Hmph!".
He was unaware that he was jesting at her own emotional scars, considering her failing relationship with her father, and the death of her own mother. Though, if anything, this made a point of Leeu's most recent mate - being Bug's mother - she was obviously a deadbeat. Bug, until now, had never really had a name, aside from the nicknames his father had given him. Father had mentioned Bug having a few siblings, but he had never described them - surely this horrid example of a being must be his mother; only she could be so vile and hateful, as to leave him alone like that. That, and that alone, was the reason the young kitten was out here on his own, in the desert, with no parents. Except his mom. His horrible, horrible mom. [/td] [td][atrb=width,140]
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Post by • s h a k e s • on May 4, 2011 21:04:10 GMT -5
She chuckled when he admitted to touching the cactus, thoroughly amused. She herself hadn't been poked and prodded by one of those devilish plants, thanks to her mother. She had been an incredibly kind person, tried her hardest not to let her cubs learn the hard way. Bright eyes seemed to dim a bit as she thought about it. Though the female tried not to bring up the fading memory, part of her was scared to forget the gorgeous cat. Still, she didn't want to seem weak, being emotionally attached to anyone. Okay, stop.
Eyes flicked back up to see the cub as he spoke again, mentioning he was grateful she hadn't eaten him. Emotions lacking at the moment, when he complimented her name all she really did was nod a bit. When the female fell into emotional pain she would handle it the only way she knew how- be silent, keep it to yourself, and keep walking. If she had dared to let any emotion show around that sick male, her body would be worse off than it already was. So now all pain was kept to herself, and she never complained.
When he started going on after he assumed she was his mother, her eyes widened a bit at his words, more with interest than anything. Typical, her father at this point was going for anyone he could grab. Why did males get so desperate? Akani let a small, strained sigh pass her lips as she listened, to what he said about her.
By the time he finished, Akani couldn't tell if it was the heat making her body feel like it was on fire, or the anger that was building up inside of her. Her eyes closed and she let herself fantasize about killing the little cub, ripping his little throat out and burying her muzzle into his neck. Really, she was a rather sick individual. She was violent, unpredictable, and a bit crazy.
Red eyes looked back to Bug with a wild fire burning in them, anger lacing her otherwise calm tone. "I am not your mother, you little brat. If I had had something like you, I would have killed it on eye contact!" She nearly screamed, taking a threatening step forward. Normally the feline wouldn't have gotten so upset about the insults, but with her thoughts of her setting her on the edge, she was bound to fall off and lose it. All emotions eventually came out the same way for her- anger.
Ears were flat against her head, teeth bared, rippling growls escaping her strangled, dry throat. Her tail curled tightly as she continued. "You have no consideration! Jumping right to conclusions, kid, is going to get you killed!" She snapped. "Leeu is my dad, for your information, I'm your big sister!" She scoffed, turning and walking away from the cub. Hell if she cared about leaving him here to die, she hoped a snake bit him and he died slowly from their poison. A snort was the last sound she made as she walked off, her chest heaving quickly, her breath uneven and uncontrolled.
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Post by v i t a n i . on May 14, 2011 23:38:46 GMT -5
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[/div] ❝ Brother, my brother. ❞ Tell me what are fighting for, we've got to end this war, we should love one another. Oh, can't we just pretend, this war never began. We watch our world fall apart, tell me what good is winning, when you lose your - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - heart. [/center][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=width,240] The young tiger cub watched as a varying array of expressions cross the countenance of the feminine cat, starting off with a somewhat mirthful expression. That quickly melted into an expression of utmost indifference, and the young, quizzical kitten would have given anything to know what was going on in Akani's mind - but perhaps that was for the best that he did not. However, the last emotion she settled on was the same one he had seen the first moment he approached her - and it was his least favorite of them all. Akani was brimming with anger, as she always was, seeming to seethe for no real reason, getting angry at a child for being a child. If she was a mother, she was not old enough to be one; at least, that was how she acted. Bug could have sworn he had seen kittens his age who acted more mature than this seething ball of hatred that loomed before him. He heard her mutter several hateful words, each laced with a particular poison that seemed to burn his ears.
Bug bared his teeth - the first sign of true aggression he had shown her, if that was the game she wanted to play - and growled deeply, "Same, Akani - I guess your mother was a horrible mom too, wasn't she?" he grumbled, unaware of just how much the statement might have upset her. Not like he cared at the moment, he wanted nothing more than for her to apologize for being so horrid to him when all he did was freak out a little. "Letting you grow up to be like you are. I'm surprised you even had a mom, with how disgusting you act. Good thing you're not my mother, you're not fit to be anyone's mother. You could have just said no, but you had to get all upset and throw a fit about it. And you call me annoying and childish. Look in the mirror you ugly meanie.". There was such hatred in his words that the entire body of the young feline was shaking in fury, the fur along his arched spine bristling menacingly. Onlookers could have certainly felt the tension between the two - the smaller feline as full of genuine rage as the cat tenfold his size.
"Who exactly is going to kill me, you? You couldn't kill me, Akani. You're no big sister to me or to anyone else, you're just a devilish old pussycat. Act your age and maybe I'll show you some respect. Stop acting like the world is out to get you, and you can't enjoy one darn thing. No wonder you're so grumpy, you have a stick shoved up your butt all day. Now why don't you turn around, and face me like the big cat you think you are!" he watched her, though he noticed no attempt to turn around; she probably hadn't heard the last part, since he had muttered it - he was, though furious, still cautious of making threats on the big cat. Bug didn't expect her to turn around, but the fact she had ignored him sent him further into his spiral of righteous anger.
"Fine, leave then. You're nothing but a big, stupid, evil bitch!", such profanity was not often in the young kittens lexicon, opting to not let such filth pass between his lips; but this tigress, this Akani, there was no denying what she was - a crude, malevolent, hateful, and let us not forget unfair, bitch. He chuffed, the aggravation obvious as it bubbled within his stomach and chest, causing small rumbles to build between them; it was much like a purr, but it was certainly not of contentment with the older female. There were a few moments of awkward silence between the two felines, though the tension did not wane. He muttered various curses in his head, his maroonish eyes glittered with intensity as he stared at her figure as it sauntered away, chest heaving. He counted the steps she took away from him, happy to see her leaving.
"You're no better than my mom," he blurted out, his tone less angry and more upset. This was his big sister - the one female figure he would have in his life, and she was leaving. Although he wasn't sure how much more of her asinine attitude he could stand, there was a certain familial connection that he felt he was losing. But, what did he care! No, he did not want the cat to return. She could go fall off the edge of the earth. The tiger cub stamped his feet on the ground, sending up clouds of dusty sand, and he turned around, slamming his butt to the ground, refusing to even look at her as she walked away. If he sat like this long enough, when he turned around, she'd be gone, and it would be like she was never there. Good, he wished he had never met her. He did not want that thing for an older sister. He flicked his head to the right to peer over his shoulder, but only for little more than a second. Akani was still there. Farther away, but still there. Was she really going to leave her little brother out here to die? [/td] [td][atrb=width,140]
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Bug is cruisin' for a bruisin'.
Try your best not to make Akani absolutely obliterate him. It's only been one thread, and he means well. He's just going to reflect how she acts - and he sometimes always says stuff before he thinks. He seems to hit sore spots on accident. Poor unfortunate kitten. Let's hope he makes it into another thread after this fight, haha.
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