i hate everyone (o)

[Pain]

Pain staid curled up in his usual place ready to claw any kit that cam near him if they didn't run away just by looking at his ripped and scared pelt. Some scars looked as if cats made them, some hawks, some foxes but mostly dog.

His bright yellow eyes surveyed the area as he flicked his only ear.

[Natalia]

Natalia seemed to be having less luck with avoiding cats.

She wasn't used to sniffing thoroughly to check for scents, as such she ended up strolling near someone's regular hangout. She stopped as she saw some scarred tom with a dark pelt. She narrowed her eyes, seeing a near blinding shade of yellow lighting up the tom's eyes. Possibly his only appealing physical feature. Seems he wasn't tough, if he had that many scars. He didn't seem to be too old, most likely barely an adult.

If you got that many scars in so little time, you were surely terrible at avoiding hits and fighting back. She folded back her ears. Should she leave...? She wasn't sure. She didn't make him out to be a threat... Tch. She supposed... She should at least gauge properly how much of a threat this tom was.

She didn't have to like anyone in Deathclan. She simply had to know who they were and where they stood.

[Pain]

He was a kit not even, he thought looking at a gash on his leg. He lived because of his mothers sacrifice not that clan. His fate wanted deathclan to raise him not... Nevermind it. He sighed some of them seemed to be earlier half of the cat scars did. The other half were mistakes night- never mind. The hawks were recent, why did he help her, was it because she looked like- stop thinking about her she's dead. But if he wasn't saved by ... That clan he soul have never met maggotscree- that traitor even if he claimed he was loyal to the darkpool. That place was a bad place a place of screams from other kits a "mother" who ignored him and being ratted out for injuring other kits.

[Natalia]

Natalia noticed he seemed to be wrapped up in staring at his old scars.

Perhaps remembering what had caused them. She wasn't sure if that was a good thing, to dwell in the past. She often tried to focus on survival in the present. Even if the dark furred tom didn't seem to be all too dangerous, she didn't want to be the one to make the first move, drawing attention to herself.

[Pain]

He suddenly got the feeling of eyes starring at him. A feeling he was all to used to.

" Bug off" he hissed not looking at the cat behind him most likely a youngling. He flicked his tail dismissively. He wished drought wasn't dead. Things that way would be better. The kits certainly would not be so poorly mannered when it came to their elders.

[Natalia]

Natalia was the sort of cat who needed any sort of cat to prove that they deserved respect.

Age didn't matter to her. You could be several moons old and be a total incompetent moron, as such she always trusted her own judgement. She wasn't going to assume anything about any cat, not ever. The tom hissed at her to go away. She narrowed her eyes.

"Rude."

[Pain]

"rude... You were starring at me. That's rather rude."

Kits these days always thought that this story was about them. That they would stand up to the mean one and not care about their past or stance. They thought that they were so brave and different.

They were all actually self absorbed. None of them were different. They were bred the same impolite rude way.

[Natalia]

Natalia could be considered self-absorbed...

Though it would mostly be due to lack of meaningful connections with other cats. She never thought about how significant she actually was. She didn't care about how significant anyone was. She didn't believe it mattered, as far as she knew, in this world... It wouldn't take much before you were dirt in the eyes of every cat and soon to be forgotten trash.

Perhaps she was no different than the rest of cats her age. Perhaps she was indeed unique. She didn't even care to find out what strangers thought of her. She always assumed the worst, anyways.

"Hmph. I won't deny that. Doesn't validate your own rudeness."

[Pain]

((you don't have to answer to his internal dialog))


"has any one taught you to respect your superiors?" he hissed.

[Natalia]

((Yeah, I know. I just prefer to have responses more than a few lines personally. It's a great prompt to put more content in my posts.))

Natalia folded her ears back.

She hissed right back at him. "Just because you're older than me doesn't instantly warrant respect! You want mine, you earn it!" She growled. Was this cat seriously one of those who believed they instantly deserved things like respect and trust of others?! How naive and obnoxious.

[Pain]

((I honestly have a.pet peeve for people who try and make long posts a good post in my opinion like a book doesn't need extra words XD. It's pretty dumb for a pet peeve.))

. He laughed. She honestly thought she needed his respect. Or he would let her. " maybe the fact that I have killed a fox on my own and knew my loyalties were here even when I was raised to hate this clan will shut you up." He laughed continuing as if she said that cloudclan existed.

[Natalia]

Natalia honestly didn't care for anyone.

No one had proven themselves worthy of her kindness. As such, she wasn't even aware she was kind or even capable of love. She growled. "Empty words of pride to make yourself feel better." Her glimmering green eyes shimmering with irritation. "None of what you said makes you seem any higher in any aspect that demands respect." She was not going to cease stating her thoughts simply because this scarred tom demanded it. 

((Eh. I admit, I get intimidated by very long posts. I just simply want to prove I am capable of writing at least two lines. I believe there used to be a rule you couldn't post one-liners...))