The Joke's On You [CLOSED]

Stormstrike was trekking through the forest, deciding to go out on a hunt by himself and refamiliarize himself with his surroundings. He lifted his muzzle in attempts to scent out any prey. He hadn't been hunting for a long time, and it was nice to finally do it again. Stormstrike could already tell that he wouldn't catch the first couple of prey he stalked, but it was worth a try. He still had his thoughts on Morningshine, and why she had been so harsh at the reunion after the badger fight. Maybe he'd have to talk to her later on.

Joker strode out of the path that he had used to follow the warrior he had been stalking and smiled. He didn't need to say anything, just that he was hungry for blood. He arched his back, accidentaly exposing a path of neck and prepared to attack the warrior without saying anything but this. "Do you like jokes?"

Stormstrike flinched in surprise when the strange cat emerged. He didn't smell like ThunderClan, or any other Clan for that matter, so he must not have been a Clan cat. The fur on the back of his neck rose and he scowled-
"Jokes? This has to be one if you think you can just stroll in casually." Stormstrike hissed, threateningly.

"Ah, yean yeah." he yawned and settled down matter-of-factly. He didn't realy care, somhe curled up and blinked nonchalantly at the warrior.

(Oh just kill him, I'm tired of him already)

(K, here comes the quick and cheesy 'accidental' death.)

Stormstrike leaped forwards, automatically, instinctively, without any doubts. His teeth latched onto Joker, but he was unsure where because his face landed into the bunch of fluffy white fur. He bit down, trying to find out where he was biting, but not knowing that he was clamping down on the tom's neck. His sharp teeth continued to sink through skin, going through vital organs, with blood seeping out. Stormstrike only stopped when he realized what he had been doing. He drew his teeth from the rogue tom, stepping back fearfully and watching.