(The Debate)

[Ten]

Frozenheart returned to Barkface and dropped the cricket at his paws. Tilting his head, he wondered why he was grumpy this time. Maybe he was antisocial? He rubbed against him, his white bulk pressing into the tabby.

[squid]

Barkface simply looked at the cricket that had been tossed to him. Grimacing at it, he pushed it back towards Frozenheart. "It's yours," Barkface muttered quietly. "You caught it." His words were hard to distinguish; he hushed his voice to save his dignity. He couldn't let the cat know that he'd learned his lesson!

He was about to leave and mash his face in the sand for small lizards when the white tom brushed against his fur. The cat flinched, and pulled back. "What are you doing?" he demanded, licking his ruffled fur.

[Gosh]

Spiderpaw slowed her pace. She wasn't bothering to chase him now, but she still was following Grimykit. 'The more cats who want a Clan, the easier it will be to make one, and the better that Clan will be,' she thought. 'Perhaps I can convince him to be on my side, even if it means letting him have the meat.'

[Ten]

Frozenheart considered the issue resolved. He lowered himself onto his side to wash his shoulder, only serving to dirty the one he was laying on.

Grimykit decided that Spiderpaw had given up. He halted and dropped the rat chunk. Pinning it with his dark paw, he sunk his fangs into flesh. Blood smeared his jowls as he began devouring the stolen prey.

[squid]

Barkface was simply sitting, looking around with narrowed, grumpy eyes. As he thought about the entire hunt, he grew angrier.

Finally, he could stand it no more. Walking closer to Frozenheart, he demanded, "But.....Why didn't you give me a piece? I helped the cat kill the rat. I saved his LIFE! But you didn't give me a single bite!"

Barkface just had to keep himself angry.

[Ten]

"I saved his mind!"
--x

ooc| ...his mind?

[Gosh]

Spiderpaw saw that Grimykit had stopped-he was now eating his prize. Good-that would make it easier to reach him. She walked calmly, thinking about what she was going to say.

Bronzefoot frowned. He had seen the young tom steal part of Spiderpaw's food, and yet she had stopped chasing him. Since the tom seemed to be faster than Spiderpaw, this made sense. So why was she still following him?
This could be interesting.

[Darky [Megan]]

A rather bulky orange cat was snoozing away in the corner. Not far off was a daintier cat, of which he shared pelts, who was simply sitting there, tail curled around her body, looking at her brother.

Redstream was hungry and tired and thirsty. She cast a wary glance around her and was nearly shocked out of her fur when a cat, running right in her direction, nearly knocked into her.
She breathed heavily, inhaling the strong scent of rat's blood. Ah. Get a hold of yourself, Redstream. it was simply another cat.

.. Another cat with prey.

Redstream decided that she would try to worm a free treat out of the tabby, and got up, fixing a pleasant expression on her face. Her brother was still sleeping. Hopefully it would remain as such, or he'd hog the rat she was after. Redstream knew he would.

[Ten]

Grimykit saw Spiderpaw coming nearer out of the corners of his green eyes. He stuffed his narrow face, swallowing as much as he could in a short span of time, before turning to the she-cat with a scarlet smirk. "Too late, Tiny. I done ate mostuvit." He snickered. "And whatcha gonna do 'bout it, huh?"

[Gosh]

Now that she was within Grimykit's hearing range, Spiderpaw sat down. "Why did you steal?" she asked curiously, choosing to ignore the young tom's insults. She tilted her head and looked at him, not noticing the other cats nearby.

Bronzefoot padded up and sat down nearby. 'Perhaps they'll get in a fight,' he thought. 'That would be entertaining.'

Frailheart was grooming herself, and her ears perked as she heard Spiderpaw's question. She continued to groom, but she also listened, and her eyes sometimes flickered to the different cats gathering.