The loners have arrived(Open)

A brown tabby she-cat stepped delicately out of the bushes,her eyes gleaming. "Come on,Tyler."she called,leaping onto a big rock jutting out of the ground. She raked her claws down the side of the wet stone,rain quickly soaking her pelt. "This will be a good home for a while,"she muttered,her long black tail twitching.

OOC: Pretend they are in love already, I dun wanna go through the akwardness...

IC:
Tyler padded after Milee, her leaps leaping with grace up to the rock. She still looked beautiful with her fur drench with rain water.

"I am coming, I am coming." His head turned to look at the land around the two, she was right it would be a good home for a while. "Should we look for a den?" he asked.

Milee nodded. "Yes. When we find one,I'll go get some moss and you can get dry." She gazed at him,her eyes full of love. Clawing her way to the top of the stone,she looked at the ground to find a hole or den somewhere.

"I am going to look around, make sure no one is-" He stopped there not knowing what to say, without a reply he padded off searching the area. Was this the so called 'Clans territory'? Shaking those thoughts out he started to think about Milee. Was she looking bigger...? He wounderd

Milee stared after him fondly before sliding down the rock slowly. Reaching the bottom,she was amazed to find a small hole in the stone,just barely visible by the rocks and debris over the top of it. No water can get in....she thought,scraping away the discarded items. When she was done,moments later,there was a hole large enough for a large cat to get in. She squeezed inside,and stepped back out,the stink of fox in her nose.

I might as well go in... And she plunged in,stumbling downwards blindly. She thought nothing of it when the floor began to slope upwards,and the slimy coating of wet moss turned to dry sand. She stared around her in astonishment as her eyes adjusted. There's a den under the rock! The smell of fox was very fain,and she guessed that a fox had used it long ago. I just found our home...

Tlyer padded back with a few mice dangling from his jaw, with not much scents of other cats he decided to hunt for the two. Where was Milee?

"Milee!?" He called out through a mouth ful of mouse.

"In here!"she called,excitement in her voice. The sound echoed up the tunnel,coming out the hole in a hollow sounding echo. Milee smiled with happiness and waited for Tyler to come in.

Tlyer's head finally foucasd on the hole where Millee was waiting, he took his prey and bounded over. He shook his wet fur off then crawled in beside her. "Here, I caught these." he meowed.

"Thanks."Milee mewed. She motioned to the large cave with her tail. "This is the perfect place to live! The rain can't get in and it's dry and warm. Plus no Clan cats will find us."

Feralpelt padded in the territory, the rain making her once fluffy fur heavy and stuck on her sides. She accidentely stepped on a twig. She looked at it under her paw, but quickly looked back up and heard quickly rustling in the bushes. Well, that's one prey gone. No, wait, not just yet. A mouse ran quickly out of the bushes and into a nearby hole. Well, she might as well catch the silly thing before she went back to camp.

She padded calmly to the whole and poked her nose in it. She sniffed deeply for the mouse, but.. another scent went into her nose. The scent of... other cats!? Ones not of her clan as well! She growled in the hole, her lips curled back in a snarl.

Milee pounced on the mouse swiftly. She bit it's neck to kill it. Then she heard the growling. She quieted,motioning with her tail for Tyler to be quiet.

Tyler was about to get his mouse when a hiss and a she-cat poked her head inside the cave, he scrambled out and arched his back ready for a battle attack at any time. He motioned his tail for Milee to stay back, if she was expecting kits he would have to do all of the fighting for a while.

"Who are you!?!?!" He demaded!

"No,Tyler!"Milee gasped,scrambling out beside him. She arched her back as well,a fierce gleam in her eyes. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"she demanded.

The smell of blood wafted into Feralpelt's nose. There was definitely another cat in here. She scrambled out when the male came up, asking her what she was doing here. She growled at them both, her pelt bristling.

"Well, Tyler, you have no right to ask me who I am. I should be asking you. What you you two doing here?" She growled, "THis is ShadowClan territory, and by the smell of you, you aren't ShadowClan."

"Well, we have found a good shelter in your so called 'ShadowClan' we will leave when we want to!" Tyler hissed at the she-cat, his eyes glaring through her in anger.

"No, you will leave now," she hissed at him. She unsheathed her claws and slashed at him, aiming for his eyes. "Go to those ThunderClan cats if your so eager to live in a clans territory. They'll take you in. They always take in loners like you." She growled before Milee as well.

"Tyler,calm down,"Milee said quietly. "We are in her territory." Turning to the she-cat,she said in a clear voice. "Please,we have been traveling for many moons. We did not realize this was your territory,and we are sorry. Allow us to stay for a few days to recover,then we'll leave."

"We will leave when we wan-" he hiss was cut off when she slashed at his eyes, he ducked but they still stung as a claw caught them. He pounced aiming for her legs, hoping to turn the she-cat over.

"If we opened our doors to every cat that wanted to 'recover' then we'd have so many cats we'd all be sleeping out here!" Feralpelt hissed at Milee. She dodged away from Tyler's attack and then used her claws to try and rake down his back. "Just get out!" She yowled at them.

Milee looked at Tyler with helpless eyes. Then they hardened and she snarled,sinking down low. "Let go of him before you have some real scars to show your Clanmates."she hissed,her eyes dark and menacing. Her claws flashed out,and she growled low in her throat.

Tlyer hissed in pain, his eyes stung like crazy, they needed to leave.

"C'mon Milee, this creature has nothing to do with us, fithly excuse of a cat..." he meowed saying it loud so the she-cat would hear.

"You couldn't even rip the fur out of my pelt!" Feralpelt growled at Milee before she used her hind-legs to kick Milee in her face or neck. These cats thought they could just come in here and demand to stay as they wish? No. Never.

"Then go!" Feralpelt hissed, ignoring his remark. She slashed out at him again, jsut in case he changed his mind.

Milee dodged quickly,her small form easily leaping over the other cat. She clawed at the other cat,hissing angrily. "Get inside,Tyler."she growled. "Now."

"No Milee, c'mon, we need to leave this so called 'cat' is kicking us out, she must have at least 20 clan-mates at her 'den'. I am leaving." He meowed slowly walking away.

NO MUSE

"Tyler,"Milee growled. She glared back at the ShadowClan she-cat. "Your lucky you do have Clanmates."she hissed,her fur bristling. Her eyes glinted with an angry light. "Because I would have ripped your throat out." She ran after Tyler,muttering angrily.