Mumbling Rebellion (p)

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The dark grey tabby made his way around the swamp. His senses alert for any prey or danger. His amber eyes shining in the sun light of the shade of day as he kept to the shadows. Faint light filtering through the treetops. He caught sigh of a vole scurrying to find some food. Unaware of the danger nearby until it was too late and Rebellion had his meal. Satisfied he settled down in the shadows to eat his meal. But as he was about to take a bite he caught faint movement nearby though he smelled nothing. He narrowed his eyes and waited

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Walk like you own the place    because you just might   Talk like you want a fight BECAUSE YOU REALLY DO When Mumble arrived at the gross mushy swampland he sighed. Today was a hunting day, and that meant working through all the gunk to get a few good prey. Plus not many mice lived in the swamp. So Mumble just looked for something to catch and eat. He had sniffed the air and followed the scent of what seemed to be a vole. Voles were good, birds were good too. So Mumble trudged through the swamp until he was close enough to the scent that he caught another one, that of a cat. He halted his forward motion and got lower to the ground. The tangy smell of blood pricked the air as well. Whoever that cat was they had just killed the vole he had been planning on eating. Mumble had never been one to hide so he strutted from his place and stood before the cat. "I was planning on catching that. It was to be my meal." Mumble looked at the other tom and waited for a response. [ notes ] yes hello ❤

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He watched the cat and gave a uninterested look. "Well I caught it first." He replied. "I won't fight you for a measely price of prey when there are lots more for you to catch." He replied biting into his kill.

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Walk like you own the place    because you just might   Talk like you want a fight BECAUSE YOU REALLY DO Mumble snorted. As much as he loved fighting he wasn't going to fight over a measly piece of prey. He might be injured for a good moon or two and he didn't want to be injured for if he actually had to fight. "I have a better idea. You give me a piece, we call it even, and I go hunt for something better." Mumble raised an "eyebrow" or as much of one that a cat could have. His green and blue eyes watched the other cat for a reaction. Maybe get a laugh, or an angry response. Whatever they thought it would be a good talk. [ notes ] yes hello ❤

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He looked at him debating if he should be courteous and allow the younger tom to share his fresh kill or let him go hunt for himself. He watched Mumble with unwavering gaze before finally ripping the prey in half and giving it to the you her tom. "What's your name kid?" He asked biting into his half

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Walk like you own the place    because you just might   Talk like you want a fight BECAUSE YOU REALLY DO Mumble laughed a little when the older tom actually gave him a peice. He had expected to get a reaction, but not actually get some food. Either way Mumble was pretty proud of his powers of persuasion and started to eat his piece of vole. When the older tom asked his name he shrugged. "Mumble." Right now his name seemed to fit because his words were muffled from the vole. He straightened up to seem more polite and tried again. "Mumble, my name is Mumble. And what about you?" [ notes ] not really ❤

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He smirked slightly. "Interesting name." He commented. "I'm Rebellion." He replied with a dip of his head to the Youngling

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Walk like you own the place    because you just might   Talk like you want a fight BECAUSE YOU REALLY DO "I could say the same to you." Mumble stated then took another bite of the dead vole. He wondered how Rebellion had gotten his name, or if he had always had it. He didn't know how he had gotten his name, but he had always had it. He just knew that was his name. Mumble watched the formality of the older cat and wondered just why they were doing it. Mumble was not his superior in any way so the dip of the head was just strange. Mumble didn't return the gesture because this cat wasn't his superior anymore than Mumble was his. Finishing the vole quickly Mumble rose his snout into the air again, looking for a new prey to hunt that wasn't already dead. [ notes ] not really ❤

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He chuckled seeing the look the younger tom had. "We maybe Deathclan but some of us do still have some respect in us. Even if you are just a Youngling your still my clanmate " he moewed watching him.

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Walk like you own the place    because you just might   Talk like you want a fight BECAUSE YOU REALLY DO "I won't deny that you are indeed my clanmate, if that is what you will call it." Mumble had never really seen any of these cats as his clanmates. They were all his allies when it came to a battle, but otherwise they were just cats to him. Cats that followed the same leader. Some may call them clanmates, but anything other than name that associated him with the actual clans made Mumble uneasy. He didn't exactly like the clans. Then Mumble caught the scent of a lizard. Although they had a though meat lizards were edible and he was not about to pass up a meal, so off he went to follow his nose, but not before he called back to Rebellion. "You're welcome to join me if you want." That was about as much respect as they older tom was going to get out of Mumble.  [ notes ] not really ❤

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He watched a moment before rising and following him slightly. Scenting the air for any prey. He caught wind of a crow nearby and bolted its way. Before you know it the raven feathered bird lay dead in Rebellions swift paws. He smiled in satisfaction before padding back the their original spot

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Walk like you own the place    because you just might   Talk like you want a fight BECAUSE YOU REALLY DO Mumble stalked the lizard to the best of his abilities with only his smell. Then when he saw the lizard he was close enough to just lunge and catch it. He pinned it with his paws and he felt it wiggle under them before he killed it with a swift bite. Mumble picked it up and smiled. The tough meat would be better than nothing, and the fact that he caught it himself made it all the sweeter. Mumble looked around and wondered why Rebellion hadn't followed. Maybe it hadn't been in his best interests. Mumble shrugged and was about to walk away, but he wondered how much face to face time he needed with other cats, seeing as he didn't get much. Finally Mumble turned around and headed back to where they had been last. There was where he saw Rebellion with a crow. "Nice catch." [ notes ] not really ❤

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He smiled slightly. "Thanks." He eyes the lizard quizzically. "I don't mean to be rude but how can a lizard be much if a meal to a cat? Even a Youngling as yourself?" He asked

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Walk like you own the place    because you just might   Talk like you want a fight BECAUSE YOU REALLY DO Mumble shrugged. He didn't need to eat much. With the small lizard and the piece of vole that he had already eaten he'd be good for a while. He'd get something else soon. Maybe a crow just like Rebellion. Right now though, right now Mumble was fine. He took a bite out of the lizard and chomped it down, bones and all, just to make a point. "I'm good. Although you should worry about overeating. You might burst your stomach. It's also possible that we all might run out of prey." Mumble meowed. [ notes ] not really ❤

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He rolled his eyes. "I highly doubt either of those would happen." He sighed returning to his meal