Strangers all around me.. (Privet - Ash)

[Twisted]

Ashtail

It took Twisted some time to finally warm up to the sent of Deathclan, but she had accomplished it. She wasn't the newest member for a long while as well, and felt fitting in the place. The only problem was that with her attitude, rejecting friendship was not very hard to do. 

But out how could she feel settled with the thought of friendship when almost everyone around her - except Drought - were compleat strangers? Her mind got all twisted in knots thinking about this, so she sat, curled her banner around her paws and rested. Maybe her days that where friend free where over? Maybe they just began.. She shrugged - no use worrying now.

Pitter-patters and tail brushes interrupted Twisted's clockworks. She sighed and brushed her banner behind her as it prickled. The paw steps were not only coming towards her, but racing. Perhaps a mouse or rabbit had scrambled away from an untrained youngling, or some feline was caught in a trap..? It could be anything - even the chances of someone running from a two leg, but that was almost ignorant to think. 

The sharp pawsteps came to a halt and Twisted relaxed. It was over. Until the she - cat lined in grey and silver stepped out of the underbrush and Twisted's claws unsheathed - ready for battle.

[Ashtail]

    Ash blinked her icy eyes, a glare of anger shot around, feeling hungry. Her small walk stopped, and she came face to face with another feline, and her tail bristled and her claws shot out.
    "What are you doing? Who are you?" she demanded, relaxing slightly as the cat reeked of DeathClan scent. The young tabby, sniffed around, seeing if any cats were around, until she glanced around a bit, looking back at the newcomer. 
    They looked pretty similar in color, and Ash even had some spots under her stripes. The tabby also noticed she also had light blue eyes, seeing someone could almost mistake them related. The younger feline then waited, flicking her tail impatiently.

[Twisted]

"What am I doing? I happened to be relaxing - it is my territory too," she hissed in return to the rude she. "As for who I am," she chuckled, "guess.." She left the younger feline hanging on a cliff in speech - she wouldn't guess who Twisted was. "And you?" She started to question the younger, however larger in size, she cat. 

They looked much alike, she noticed. The same piercing blue optics, bi-colored splotches over a silvery-white-grey pelt. They both had very long tails and ears. However this she that stood only a few tail lengths away had the stripes of a painted tabby. 

"Saying I don't recognize you, I assume you are a peasant. As am I - but I will work my way up," she promised, not only to herself - but to the world. "And for the record - you asked my name..?" She decided that having the she guess would be like holding a starving feline by the tail, just a paw length away from a juicy rabbit. "Twisted," she meowed, her voice was soft as thunder as she let out the smallest hint of a grin. "Guess why.."

(could these two possibly be related?)

[Ashtail]

    Ash frowned, Well no duh this is your territory, she thought. Her tail flicked around, whiskers prickling in annoyance. Guessing is overrated! she wanted to shout, but she given her name anyway, seeing to harm, "I'm Ash.." 
    "Yea I'm a peasant, and I also won't pause my doings in working up my rank," she said, blinking with no emotion. "Twisted, odd name," she said, then frowned, This feline is trying to make me guess everything. "Not sure, but.." she trailed off, looking around until she narrowed her eyes to focus on one of the back paws of the cat. "What happened to your paw?" 


(That'll be cool)