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Innocentia had lost four pieces of prey as in four cats to try and catch and kill... And eat. She was hungry, but at this point too hungry to keep hunting for the day. If she stayed out any longer it would be night and she could be snake food. The tiny kitten sized she-cat wandered along the border to navigate the perfect route back to the hollow. She didn't look like a league cat with her prim white as snow fur and cartoonishly big bow. Even fewer would suspect she was the second strongest cat in the league, but here she was. As she tight roped across the border her ear perked up to a nearby sound. Usually this brought delight, but she was too tired to hunt anything would wander out and annoy her so she tried to lay low recognizing now that it was a cat approaching.
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POSTEDDec 26, 2018 21:21:27 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
It pained him to admit it, but Lucas had finally given up on life. He'd thought that life as the Curate of BrookClan would satisfy him, that he'd finally found his purpose in this world; as it turned out, he was too much of a coward to abandon his beliefs and adopt a new set, even if it ensured he'd spend the rest of his life living in luxury, and he had decided to become a loner instead. His second life hadn't worked out quite the way he'd wanted it to either - about a moon after he'd gone solo, he'd began making little dolls out of wet grass and rocks out of loneliness. During their sixteenth tea party together, he'd suddenly realised how pathetic he would become if he kept this lifestyle up, unaware of the fact that he already was that pathetic. He'd travelled to SpringClan as a last-ditch effort to regain his sanity, and was escorted into their camp while he cried and sniffled, sneezing out thank you's every opportunity he could.
...And that was when Lucas discovered he had developed an allergy to most, if not all, flowers.
Anyway, the loneliness and sheer improbability of his situation had left him a shell of his former self. If he were a human and was a member of a productive human society, he would have been diagnosed as clinically insane and would likely have been shut in a mental asylum for the rest of his life. However, Lucas was a cat, and no such technology existed in their world; as such, he'd stooped to wandering around and occasionally screaming, having absolutely no idea where he was at any time, ever. "CAT?" he screamed, eyes wide and glazed over. "ANYWHERE? CAT?"
Innocentia blinked, it was one of theirs... She stood up this time without any doubt in her eyes, "Hey fluffy brain. Let's get you back to the Shaman, she's gotta have some good poppy seeds for you."
She had found herself at a low and in a state of zombified insanity once before. Everyone's been there. Or... Okay maybe just league cats. It didn't seem completely out of the ordinary for one of their own to flip out and start wandering around, everything a haze for them. In that way she could find some sympathy to lead the poor guy back to the shamans den.
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POSTEDDec 26, 2018 21:32:12 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Innocentia tried to sort through who this guy was, probably some trainee she literally never paid attention to that was now promoted. She had no idea what his name was, "Hey, what's your name?"
Her voice sounded like a kitten giving orders, far too small and childish for literally anyone to take seriously. It was probably because of this that she was standing on her toes to try to appear just the teeniest bit bigger than the tom or at least to look up at him more. The guy was too big or more so that she was simply too short.
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POSTEDDec 26, 2018 22:10:10 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Lucas squinted at the tiny she-cat - or more accurately, one of his eyes squinted, while the other remained comically wide. "...My.....name?" he muttered, appearing to calm down ever so slightly, even if the raving mad look in his eyes hadn't quite faded. "My name...is....Loooooooooooo..." he stammered, clearly having trouble remembering. He stopped in his tracks suddenly, peering down at Innocentia skeptically. "And you are...ONE OF MY DOLLS" he decided loudly, an unintentionally creepy grin beginning to spread on his face.
"I'm going to call you Low cause this is a new low for league kind. Let's go Lolo," Innocentia said, with a sarcastically amused shrug.
With a teasing smile across her lips she waved her white tail for him to follow after her, "Don't want you to get yelled at by Vera E'tani, after all."
She turned back around with a knife point smile, trying to be just as creepy looking as him. She always came off more as a possessed doll, but still a cute.
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POSTEDDec 26, 2018 22:18:58 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
"VERA?!" Lucas suddenly shrieked, beginning to panic. If he'd been a saner man, he'd have recognised the name as the leader of Primal Instinct, the league of felines that had once invaded BrookClan and nearly destroyed them. However, he was pretty far-gone at this point, and was instead thinking of Vera, the name he'd given to one of his dolls that he'd eventually hallucinated plotting to murder him. Fortunately for Lucas, he would perceive both as equally dangerous depending on his state of mind.
"NO" he screamed. "NO VERA! NO MORE DOLLS TRYING TO KILL ME!"
"Yeaaaah, you definitely wouldn't want her as a doll. She wouldn't allow anyone to play with her, you would be her doll," Innocentia thought aloud, "Oh! I know, how about you be the doll. My first command to you would be get back in the hollow."
Her tail swished again, but this time her playful yellow gaze narrowed at him impatiently.
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POSTEDDec 28, 2018 18:45:14 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
"The...hollow..." Lucas murmured, eyes unfocused. "Hollow...I feel hollow," he whispered. "No. No, I don't want to go back to the hollow. I'm staying here," he said, before flopping down onto the ground. "Just try and move me, doll. JUST TRY!"
Innocentia walked over to his rear and looked him up and down for a moment before her claws squeezed into her flank, roughly, but just enough to have a grip. However what she did next definitely was not as gentle. She bit right into his flank, her fangs like a snakes, bent inward so any struggle would result in the loss of skin. She let go relatively easily, "That's a warning bite and it's as nice as you're going to find me. I will tear a chunk of your flesh off, you're coming to the hollow."
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POSTEDDec 31, 2018 1:17:23 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Lucas shrieked as he felt the tiny she'cat's fangs sink into his flank. "H-hey!" he exclaimed, seemingly coming back to his senses for a second. "W-where am I?! Who are you?! Why does this smell like Primal Instinct territory? Oh god, did I die and go to hell?" Which, he realised, could actually be a good thing for him - if all of this was just some twisted dying dream of his, then surely nothing of consequence could happen to him, right...? "G-get your teeth off me!"
Innocentia's ears perked up, "Wait! You're not from here are you?"
A shadow crossed the delicate planes of her face. The air itself seemed to change, cold and harsh, "And I don't have to be nice to outsiders," She ventured darkly, taking a step forward, "What did you say your name was?"
Her claws unsheathed, they weren't the elegant manicured kind someone would expected, but rusty looking from dried blood of old victims.
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POSTEDDec 31, 2018 1:31:56 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Lucas hesitated for a second, a hair's length from hyperventilating. "It's uh..." he murmured, eyes darting across the territory as he licked his lips nervously. God, was that blood on her claws? "I think I said it was...Loooooooooooo...?" he offered.
She snapped her teeth in front of his face. They didn't belong to a little cat like her, they were knife point and angled to keep prey like him from escaping. Her lips parted into a V-shape grin as she stalked forward in almost an alligator like motion. Feral and fast moving she launched herself forward at Lucas with the full intention of biting his throat clean open. To silent any sound coming from him.
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POSTEDDec 31, 2018 1:43:29 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
"OH MY GOD OKAY" Lucas shrieked once more, leaping back just in time to stop Innocentia's teeth connect with his neck. "POINT TAKEN! I'll go! I'll leave! I'll keel over and die right here if that's what you want! I'll even take one pawstep over the border and then keel over and die, just to show you I'm being serious! Just...leave me alone, alright?" he shuddered, backing away into the direction where he came from - at least, where he thought he'd come from. His memory wasn't working too well right now, for some reason.
It was like herding sheep with lunatics like him. They'd never get the point on their own cause they had no direction. Instead of backing off her claws collided into his back leg in a command for him to move forward, but not just move, run. She giggled as her sprint forward turned into a full out run right at him.
"Go on and run!" She grinned.
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POSTEDDec 31, 2018 1:48:49 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
"OKAY I'M RUNNING" Lucas yelled, making a very quick decision that it would indeed be in his best interest to start running. He streaked past the forest until the trees became blurs, his breath rapidly growing harsher and harsher as the ache in his muscles grew. "Am I good yet?!" he called out, half-expecting Innocentia to be right behind him.
"Can you move a few paces back!" Innocentia called from the other side, "And then maybe turn around and then walk more and count to one hundred and then you'll be okay."
He was actually perfectly fine where he was at. But better to make sure he was at a distance. Especially when he could just run back over to her at any moment and forget he ever met her and where he was which seemed incredibly possible at this point.
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POSTEDDec 31, 2018 1:54:26 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
"Um...okay..." Lucas called back, nodding slightly. Now that he was out of immediate danger, he felt a lot more...foggy than he felt he should. Where was he again? What had he just been doing? Oh well, he should probably do what the she-cat was saying, she was probably his friend or something. He began walking away, giving Innocentia one last glance over his shoulder before immediately forgetting she ever existed. "One...two....three....four.....two....three.....two....." he muttered to himself, constantly forgetting where he was up to in his countdown.
