Cannibalism?

[Darky [Megan]]

"No problem 'ere, seeing as I did intend to volunteer," Orangestorm replied.

He turned and looked at Shadestream as she posed her question, and raised his eyes, regarding her as if she were brain-impaired. "What do you think? Should we 'arm our own rebellion members?" He paused and added, "O' course, if you're fighting that lout you might 'ave a little trouble avoiding wounds."

[Gosh]

Frailheart meowed, "A scratch here and there will stop others from getting suspicious, but please - don't seriously wound each other." She glanced around and added, "Well, now's as good a time as any time. Unless any of you have better things to do?"

[Ten]

In response to Orangestorm's last comment, Grimykit declared, "Naw, don't worry, I'll go easy on her. I'll do a bit of roughin' on tha' purdy lil' fur coat o' hers, but she'll be jus' fine."

Then he raised his voice in theatrical tones, making a circle around Shadestream. "How DARE ya say tha' 'bout my momma?"

[Thistle]

An irritated expression formed on Shadestream's face when Grimykit said, "on tha' purdy lil' fur coat o' hers", but she held her tongue, waiting for the right moment to play her part.

"I dare because she is a stupid, brainless cricketbrain! But you're too dumb to realize that, right?"

[Darky [Megan]]

Orangestorm watched with some amusement as Grimykit launched the plan. He was a bit surprised at Shadestream's comeback. He pondered a bit on her sentence, wondering how someone brainless could still possess a cricketbrain.

He shook his head, feeling slightly disappointed at how the she-cat hadn't seemed to be as intelligent as she had appeared, and took several steps back, yowling in mock-alarm, hoping to attract some cats in the vicinity.

[Ten]

"She's dead! What would you know?" he growled. He continued to circle around her and fluffed out his fur, hoping his larger size would attract more attention. And in the case of one particular cat, it worked.

Frozenheart, ever vigilant, took note of the brewing conflict and approached to a safe distance.

[moddy]

This was working just fine so far.

Even though she hadn't been paying attention all that much, she was now. The fight had already started and now her full attention was on that. Well, it was untill another cat had shown up, at least.

Her gaze flickered over to the white cat and she stood once again. If they were going to attract cats purposely, they couldn't just leave them unnoticed. She began padding in the other cat's direction, but stopped before she came too close.

She had no idea if this cat would act hostile or not. She had never seen him before. So, she'd just have to be cautious. She didn't want to startle him or anything, so she hoped that he had noticed her approach.

"Terrible, isn't it?" She mewed in a disapproving tone. "They just started fighting over a stupid insult. Really... If you ask me, I think they're acting like kits," she shook her head and then looked at the tom again, a frown on her face.

[Darky [Megan]]

Speckledclaw looked up, her sharp ears detecting noise and her warrior instincts hinting at a brewing fight. Clicking her tongue in disapproval, she padded towards the two cats who were slowly gaining an audience and sat down beside Beetlepaw. There was nothing to do at the moment, so the warrior decide to watch in silence.

Orangestorm smirked at the growing success of their plan and decided to throw some jeers to encourage it some more - but caught himself. If Woodstripe showed up and saw him encouraging the fighters, she might be less than willing to allow him to participate. So instead, he joined the group of three cats (Frozenheart, Speckledclaw and Beetlepaw) and made a comment of fake disapproval.

"Third fight I've seen tuh'day ...."

[Thistle]

"That's why she's so stupid," Shadestream shot back. "If she was even a tiny bit smarter, she would've been able to survive and be able to take care of her 'precious little baby kit'."
Although her comeback wasn't very clever, it made sense for the black she-cat. After all, Grimykit looked young, so his mother couldn't have died of old age or something. It took a moment for her to realize that this was all pretend, so she didn't really have to care about what she said as long as it attracted attention.

[Ten]

Frozenheart nodded in agreement, though he made no audible comment. He had encountered Grimykit a few times in the past and wasn't surprised that he'd get himself into a petty fight. A peaceful look settled in the tom's blue eyes - everything was, if not well, at least normal.

Grimykit hissed at Shadestream. He decided that, since this was not a real fight, he didn't need to point out the real cause of his mother's death, or even form a real retort. His focus now was to keep drawing a crowd for as long as necessary. The tabby lashed his tail and stood his ground, eying the she-cat as if looking for weak spots.