The Brookes Last Battle

Brooke dragged a piece of prey along the Thunderpath, trying to get away from all of the hungry rouges so she could eat alone. After awhile she sat down and looked around, when she couldn't see or hear any cats she lowered her head and was gonna take a bite of it when she heard a noise. She looked around again and hissed quietly.

Pacing with a nerve-filled look, Pigeon searched the twolegplace. She had run through sharp stones escaping a dog and gotten a good claw to the face early that day after meeting a bored kittypet that wanted to fight. She had yet to catch anything and needed to come back with something for the pile. That was when she scented prey, fresh-caught it seemed. Climbing up a roof, she saw a cat below. With a sigh, she slipped down to the fence above the cat. Hopefully, she'd do this quick, leave her stunned and then run home.

Brooke looked at the cat and hissed "Get you'r own prey!" she put a paw on the prey. She stod up and got ready to fight the other cat.

Pigeon growled in reply and launched down, barreling into her with all of her weight and getting to her feet in front of Brooke. The she-cat lashed her tail harshly. "Don't make this harder than it has to be." She hissed. "Just give up."

"Never!" she hissed and unsheated her claws then she swiped at Pigon with a growl.

The she-cat felt the sting of claws and sneered. "That all you got, kitty?" She snarled and reared back, slamming her claws down on the other's head. She loved the thrill of a good battle, especially if she got a piece of prey out of it. The satisfactory thud of Brooke's head hitting the ground made things even better.

Brooke hissed "Just you wait!. She raised her head and shook her head lightly. She grapped Pigon by the scruff and threw her across the ground. Brooke grinned and turned around walking towards the Thunderpath where she had put the prey.

The she-cat tumbled and narrowed her eyes, growling. She thought that was it? That was enough to defeat her? Clearly, her reputation needed to be shined up. The she-cat ran after her and sneered. Walking with prey nearby? Oh, this was too easy! She passed Brooke up and grew closer to the prey, a boastful trot added in as she smirked back at the other. Ah, the twolegplace was so much fun to live in.

Brooke hissed as Pigeon passed her up. She started to run after her, when she was close enough she bite her tail and threw her own head back as a result holding Pigeon back. She growled loudly in anger as she held back Pigeon.

Pigeon hissed at the pain of her tail being yanked and twisted around to face the she-cat, slashing her claws down the other's face. "Knock it off already!"

She hissed "Like I would listen to you, you stupid kitty pet". She swiped at the she-cat.

"Such a low-level insult..." she muttered, feeling the sting on her cheek. The she-cat yanked her tail away from the other and backed up toward the thunderpath before pouncing forward to grip the others forleg in her jaws before thrashing her head violently.

She growled loudly at her and tryed backing out of the grip. WHen that didn't work she tryed to atleast hold her head still "Get of me!" she spat at the she-cat.

The she-cat gave one more harsh tug and let go, giving a quick slash down the other's face. "You're gonna slip up eventually, kitty." she hissed, crouching to catch her breath and steady her brain.

Brooke growled loudly and glared at the other cat. She heard her own stomach growl, she needed to eat soon. She fell a little blood running down her face and licked herself around the muzzle. She took a deep breath and then she ran towards the other she-cat wit full force, knocking her down onto the ground.