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In a rather similar fashion to his mother, Huxley crept along the border that the League shared with the twoleg place. He was feeling like a nibble but not of anything he could easily find in the territory. He was feeling like a cat snack, though he really just prefered to drink the blood instead of consuming the flesh like Innocentia. Taking a page out of her book, he acted weak until a rather foolish kittypet came to help him.
In a flash he had bitten the back of their neck before dragging the stunned cat to a secluded spot. Once out of the direct sight line of prying eyes he opened their neck. Lapping at the blood that pooled out, he thought about perhaps obtaining a bowl of sorts to collect it next time. It would probably be a bit neater and save more blood for him to consume. In a strict sense he was a cannibal though he did come off more vampirish. After all his wild coat was smokey black and his golden amber eyes seemed to glow in the dark at times. It wasn't exactly his fault he did not know how to interact with others properly, he was once a kittypet then a loner before finding his way into his current family, which had a whole other set of issues.
Post by ashestoashes on May 12, 2021 16:37:32 GMT -5
(I am so sorry about the wait. I had replied to this but for some reason my response did not save.)
The bangle she cat made her rounds near the territory they owned without any particular path to follow. She was going on her merry way when the thick smell of blood greated her nose. What disturbed Orion was that the scent was mixed of that of a League member and another unknown feline scent. Rushing over the she cat stumbled across the body of a cat and Huxley-kun standing over them as blood dripped from his face. The hunter sighed with relief, "Got worried for a m-m-oment someone important was hurt but glad to see that's n-not the case. Do you want help d-disposing the body?" Past Orion would have been mortified and thunderstruck with the scene in front of her but since joining the League it merely rolled off of her with no real emotion attached to it. She had gotten used to the oddities some of the League members carried with them so didn't think too much about this. Plus she had a stutter. She was able to control it most of the time but not always so didn't usually talk much. Who was she to judge any cat anyway? No one was perfect plus this seemed to make Huxley-kun happy so why ruin it? Besides the other cat had it coming If it had been paying more attention to its surroundings it wouldn't be laying dead on the floor. Its a cat eat cat world out there with point proven right in front of her.
