Hunting Illegally

[~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~]

//Anyone!!//

Longwhisker sat, catching the reflection of his long silver fur, and his great silver whiskers in the calm water. As contuined to stare, long andd hard at himself with his sharp green eyes, he noticed the vague sillhuotte of a fish against the water top. It reminded him how hungry he was, and how long it had been since he last ate. Yesterdday mouring, and it was the next day's dusk. He came to the river a lot, to stare of what could of been. He at once was a RiverClan cat, but he fell in love, and now he hated love, even though he loved his three kits. He still loved his mate after she was killed.

Finally deciding to catch the fish to eat, he directed his reflection out of the way of the sillhoutte, easily by moving without making a noise, or shifting the dirt into the water. Next he reached his grey paw out, careful not to cast a shawdow to scare away the fish. Lastly, all in one swift movement, he scooped his paw into the cool and refreshing water, and felt the silver scales scraping against his paw as he pushed his paw deeper, so it would be under the fish. He lifted up quickly the fish springing the life, clinging to every drop of water it could find, jumping and flopping. Longwhisker wasted no time, jumping onto it, and swiftly, he had the slimey creature, under his paws, it barely slipping. He bit it with his pearly white teeth, exposing the creature to the light sun, he sat down to began feasting on it.

[feathertail]

Hollykit was walking along the edge of the river when she notcied another cat, she walked up to the cat, and sat down beside it, "Hi" she mewed, and watched him closly, she smiled as the fish swam up.

[~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~]

The older tom glanced down at the young kit. SHe was to little to battle, and would not even damage the loner if she tried, so she decided not to attack her. "Hello. Why have you wandered so far away from camp, little one?" He asked softly and poilitely. SHe was RiverClan, Longwhisker could smell that. But why had she wandered to the river. He bent down and took another small nibble of the scaley creature sitting limply in front of him, and awaited the kit for an answer. She looked about ready to become a apprentice, he could see that from her size, and her growth. But it was still against warrior code for a kit to wander away from camp. His soft fur looked a little wet, considering he had splashed some water onto it. His gray paws looked wet, and really muddy. He bent down to take another bite as he waited.

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[feathertail]

[glow=black,2,300]Hollykit smiled, "I'm not that far away, is it okay if I just sit here, and talk to you?" she mewed, and smiled at the loder tom, she was very sweet and kind looking, her blue eys twinkled in the sun's light.[/glow]

[~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~]

THe silver tom shrugged. "I guess that's not a complete crime." He shrugged and took another bite. The fish tasted delicious. He thought he would just catch another one for he was so hungry, but the kit looked hungry to, so he looked over to the smaller cat than him and offered the fish poilitely to her. "Would you like some?" He asked, figuring that she was old enough to eat the prey. He was eating prey, when Longwhisker was 4 1/2 moons. He always liked fish the best, and that wasn't unusal. Nightfall, his first mate had taught him how to hunt mice, for she came from ThunderClan, but she disappeared. Dot was his second mate, but she died. He contuined staring at the kit.

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[feathertail]

[glow=black,2,300]"I'd love some" she mewed, and walked over and took one bite, "I really don't need much, i can catch my own fish if you'd like" she mewed, and stared into the water, she smiled at him, "I'm hollykit" she mewed, and looked back up at longwhisker, and then back at the shining water, "are you a loner, or from another clan, do you have a mate?" she mewed in question.[/glow]

[~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~]

"No mind, I can catch another fish, it's easy after you do it so much." Longwhisker smiled back at the cat. "Longwhisker is my name. I don't have a mate, and I don't have a clan. I have a couple kits though, and I used to have a clan." He spoke through every question like he answered them all the time. He did partly, and had gotten used to people interrogating him. But he had never had a kit question him, and he was getting a kick out of it. Leaning down, the tom began to look for a fish outline, and as he found one, he repeated his routine quickly, and in less than a couple minutes, he had had a silver fish laying limp at his paws, his teeth sinking into his stomach for a huge bite.

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[feathertail]

[glow=black,2,300]"well I guess that's okay, I mean then since you don't have a clan and you don't have a mate, I can be there for you?" she mewed, smiling and taking another bite out of the fish.[/glow]

[~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~]

Longwhisker looked down at the kit, a little shocked of how wise she was, for just a kit! His sharp green eyes widened a little as he replied sweetly back to the kit, "I imagine you have the intention of becomeing my friend than, right?" His voice was knowing and sweet. His tail, still flipping itself in the air, settled onto the ground. Covering this akward moment up, he took a bite of his fish. He knew this kit would be a good friend, but it would be hard considering she was from RiverClan, and he wasn't from a clan at all. Longwhisker wasn't about to rejoin a clan either, not without his kits. He contuined smiling at the kit before taking another bite.

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[feathertail]

[glow=black,2,300]"Well yeah, of course, I will be your friend" she purred, and took a bite out of her fish, "I'm going to be the best fighter" she meowed, and smiled.[/glow]

[~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~]

Longwhisker smiled again at the kit. Her blue gaze was soft. IT was sort of funny, that a full gwon cat's only friend was a small RiverClan kit he met at the river, but he was fine with having a friend. Dot was his friend, and he grew to love her more than a friend, and he got four great kits. Lunar, who was deceased, Rouge, who was alive and well, Ginger, who was alive and well, and Simba, who was alive and well. He loved them all a lot. So maybe he could get something out of this friendship. It might not be a mate love or anything, but he could feel, he could get something like someone to talk to while he was down and stuff like that.

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[feathertail]

[glow=black,2,300]Hollykit smiled, she gave a purr, and got up, and rubbed her tabbico fur on his legs, her body vibrated, and felt all tingley. Hollykit walked back to her set, and finished her fish, "Where do you live?" she mewed.[/glow]

[~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~]

Longwhisker knew he would love this kit. This kit was going to be his new kit. It may not be by blood, but he would learn soon to look at her as his own kit. Contuining the drama, he gave a fatherly purr, and licked the kit on her forehead. His sharp yellow eyes softened a bit. This kit reminded him of Simba. She was mischeivous for wandering out side of camp unattended, but she was also very sweet, and easy to talk to. Those were some good qualties to have in a kit, and she was as sweet as his little Ginger, and she had none, thankfully, of Rouge's qualties! That was such a releif, he didn't need another Rouge in the family. He was mean, and cold, and would make a excellent rogue. Longwhisker could see him running away to be a rogue.

Longwhisker looked back down to his raw fish before taking another bite of the sweet tasting prey. It tasted so good, and he was starting to fill up thankfully. Longwhisker's silver whiskers twitched as he took another bite, and as he was chewing, he smiled at the kit.

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