- May 7, 2024
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❝ I BUILT A LITTLE EMPIRE ฅ^._.^ฅ ————————————
Well well well. What did he have here? Another group of housecats meandering off to be "warriors" for the day. He watched from his tree how they all snuck away into the wildcats territory as if they owned it. Bah! How insolent. He'd show them. He'd show them all!
See, Noodle had been practicing. Ever since his first encounter with the SkyClan cats, he had been practicing. He had even successfully caught one mouse, to his housefolk's chagrin. They had squealed at the sight and immediately thrown his catch from their nest. No bother to him, really. He would just catch another. And another. And another until he felt like he deserved to be in that "SkyClan" or whatever they called it.
The white and orange tom sat primly on the border (he understood the border now) with his tail wrapped around his paws and a fresh caught mouse at his feet. He knew that around this time - sunhigh- that the SkyClan warriors would be walking over to check to make sure their precious border was still intact, and this time he was ready.
As the patrol appeared through the trees, Noodle raised his head even higher (despite it hurting his neck), and called out, "Attention SkyClan cats! I, Noodle, bring an offering in order to request a chance to see what all the fuss is about!" He cracked open an amber eye to peek out and see their reaction.
Well well well. What did he have here? Another group of housecats meandering off to be "warriors" for the day. He watched from his tree how they all snuck away into the wildcats territory as if they owned it. Bah! How insolent. He'd show them. He'd show them all!
See, Noodle had been practicing. Ever since his first encounter with the SkyClan cats, he had been practicing. He had even successfully caught one mouse, to his housefolk's chagrin. They had squealed at the sight and immediately thrown his catch from their nest. No bother to him, really. He would just catch another. And another. And another until he felt like he deserved to be in that "SkyClan" or whatever they called it.
The white and orange tom sat primly on the border (he understood the border now) with his tail wrapped around his paws and a fresh caught mouse at his feet. He knew that around this time - sunhigh- that the SkyClan warriors would be walking over to check to make sure their precious border was still intact, and this time he was ready.
As the patrol appeared through the trees, Noodle raised his head even higher (despite it hurting his neck), and called out, "Attention SkyClan cats! I, Noodle, bring an offering in order to request a chance to see what all the fuss is about!" He cracked open an amber eye to peek out and see their reaction.