AW/Open How To Eat A Horse

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NightWillow

Pregnant Riverclan queen of 37 moons; grumpy, loyal, patient, praternal

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low-rotting lengths of wood jutted out from the earth, four times as tall as she could stand from back paw to tip of her tail held straight up. Near the middle and top of the timber were horizontal beams, of similar color, smell, and probably the same tree. It was a two-leg "fence", but such technical terms of engineering were unknown to her. To her, it was a curiosity, a line of crossing monoliths, strong enough to hold her weight. Why would trees be butchered in this manner, and left to stand like this?

Beneath it, she stood, letting the shadow from the midday sun cast its umbra over her bulging body, cooling of some of Greenleaf's heat. The bright green grass swayed a fervent dance in a continual soft breeze, another relief to alleviate the unusually hot day.

The horses resembled warrior cats in a way, in that they had four legs, a neck, chest, fur, and tail. But they were larger than any warrior, colossal giants compared to a mouse. They tended to stay near the two-leg's structures so endearingly that perhaps they could be called part of the two-leg's existence. Two-legs were curious in and of themselves, but they were beasts that could not be trusted. Her instincts told her to stay far away, but it was the horses that drew her here. They meandered about, ambling on tall and knobby legs, bending to snatch some grass here, or leaning forwards to chew some different grass over there. 

They were majestic, in a way. But to NightWillow, they were also living, breathing food. Gigantic rats, or larger birds that couldn't fly, and surely just as edible. Nightwillow's stomach rumbled at the thought, and she felt the kits in her womb move in an answering quiver. She ignored them and continued to ruminate on the musings of her hunger. 

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Orchid listened contently to the ring of the tiny bell against her tags. It was a hot day, but the two-legs had magic to make their nests as cool as winter if they wanted. It was a wonderful combination of sensation when a cat went through the tiny flap and out into the heat, or into the cold. Today the vain she-cat was outside, wandering through the tall grass and hopping onto the fence. Her housefolk had bought this place not too long ago and Orchid had been told that other cats come here all the time. To her surprise, the other house cats had been right!

Far on the edge of the horses' land was a black she-cat who was large with what seemed like kits. The new cat's pelt was black as night and her walk was low and cautious. Maybe this was one of those wild cats that Orchid had heard of. Suddenly curious, the thin she-cat leapt from the fence onto a near by horse who looked at it's back and went back to grazing. The large creature knew she would be no threat, and it's reaction prompted the long-bodied, graceful she-cat to leap to another and another until she was right above the black queen.

Orchid's build was a stark contrast to this queen's own. Orchid had short, silky tortie fur that was dominated with white on her face, underbelly, and legs. It made her markings look lop-sided. The white cat's body was long and thin, with huge ears and tiny paws while the new cat's was heavier and more muscular. Orchid continued to look this new cat over as she thought to herself about the look Nightwillow was giving the horse and how heavy Nightwillow looked with kits. Her belly was definitely full of tiny wriggling kits.

"Are you a wild cat?" Orchid asked, her voice smooth and silvery as any snake would be. The kitty-pet's mew was one of amusement and she couldn't stop wanting to laugh out loud at this cat. Wild might be true, but if she fought with a horse, she'd loose her kits for sure and maybe her own life. "Are you going to try to eat it? You're a silly one, aren't you?"

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Word count: 379, not bad at all.

Muse: Actually fairly good today. I'm still light-headed and sick, though.

Notes: Wee, first post with Orchid kitty.

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Anthony and Kalel were moving towards where the horses were kept. They both enjoyed watching the strange creatures. The two cats walked slowly, Kalel being a week away from kitting, with their tails intertwined.

They had a constant chatter going on between them.

"And then the bird flew smack into the window! It looked like an idiot! And that was. My worst bird encounter. What was your w-" Anthony cut her off, "Look over there."

The  Savanah queen paused, then shrugged it off. "It looks like that new kitty pet the loner was telling us about. Not sure who the other cat is." 

Anthony didn't like how Nightwillow was staring at the horses. If she attacked the, she would get hurt and potentially get the other cats in trouble.

Kalel, who for once knew exactly the same thing and actuallÿ and this register in her mind, mewed, "Maybe we should talk to them. The queen looks like she wants to attack the horses."

"Exactly." He licked her muzzle then darted forward towards the kitty pet and queen. His mate followed.

the black tom halted five feet away from the pair. His mate spoke up, "Hello! Whatcha doing?" She asked.

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NightWillow

Pregnant Riverclan queen of 37 moons; grumpy, loyal, patient, praternal

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he sun had not moved much in the sky when a calico cat had begun to move towards her. She pretended not to notice and continued to study the horses, noting their gate and size, and how easily a single intentionally placed hoof could easily crush her skull and what lied within. Being stomped to death would be all too easy a way to meet the cold dark silence, and one that she wished to avoid at all costs. As unhappy as NightWillow might act, she did enjoy living, breathing, and the occasional defecation. 

But when the creature who moved towards her had begun to talk, it was obvious that it was set in its ways to continue to talk, and probably wouldn't stop talking without force. NightWillow let her chest heave a sigh, and craned her neck upwards to see its bottom side, as it had come to a rest directly above her, sitting on the fence.

"Yes.", she answered, hoping the question would scare it off. But at the same time, examining the other, she noted its size. It was not an adult cat, but a child. The poor deary couldn't help but ramble and amble on and on.

"No.", she answered to the second question, fixating her gaze once again on the horses. Watching them move about made her anxious to kill something, winding her strings. "I'm not the silly one. Because you'll be in my belly."

"Let's play a game. For every breath you breathe, you have to be my prisoner for that many hours. You've breathed at least fifty breaths by now. That's at least two days that you'll be my prisoner. Care to breathe any more?", this way, the little one would stick around, but surely listen and behave. She was getting ready to have kits just like this one, herself. It wasn't that she wanted to practice her maternal skills as much as she liked the idea of having little soldiers at her command. Tender, tiny souls that would grow and develop into hardened adults ready to face the world and take a bite out of it.

Two cats she hadn't met came from the direction of the two-legs, chattering among themselves. Surely they were domestic cats if they'd come from that direction.  Weren't they happy. Not if Nightwillow could help it.

"Getting ready to birth my kittens all over your pretty faces. This is the wild territory, and no place for delicate prissy-paws like yours. Scram. Before I sick my prisoner on you.", she referred to the kitten Orchid.

"Your first prisoner duty is to scare off these two unwild cats. Say mean things. Act vicious. Pretend that you have the frothing angry disease.", she spoke out loud to the kitten. Surely the pair of adult cats had heard her, but what really mattered was that Orchid had.

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