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Chapter Thirty-One

Though in the darkness, the Twolegplace boomed with life. Every few moments, a monster would roar down the Thunderpaths laid out between each row of nests. Even with their bright yellow eyes that seemed to see everything in front of them, they made no movement of recognition when they saw Ice.

But the monsters weren't the only things. A dog barked in the distance, its rough voice echoing across the entire Twolegplace. And the night shadows of trees swayed as breezes emitted from the cool air. Not to mention that the land was lit by the tall sticks that held solid lights at the top.

Ice padded forward on the narrow, hard paths that ran between the large Thunderpaths and the Twolegnests. Her pads itched more with each paw step and knew that she had to begin her work soon, or she'd go mad. The first task had to be simple. She just had to look around and pay attention to the activity. There was certainly going to be one cat, or group of cats that would be the most feared in the Twoleg neighborhood. Then she could get involved with them and the rest is just killing. She had run this through her head so many times, she knew it was perfect.

Hunger clawed at her belly, but she knew that squirrels and birds around here must be smarter than the ones in the forest, especially with monsters and other animals walking along all the time. She would find food in the morning, but for now she had to find and nice warm place to rest for the night. She rounded a sharp corner.

There was so much to work through, but hey, she had time.

At the sight of a lone willow tree, Ice raced across the Thunderpath. It's leaves were stringy and undeveloped but just by the way it moved in the darkness gave off a pleasing beauty. She caught the sight of a patch of her, hanging loosely on a twig at the base of the tree. She smiled at the sight of it. Had cats got into a fight here? Were they feared cats others would tell her to look out for?

She curled up, resting her head on her forepaws. Hopefully she would find out soon.

The morning arrived just as quickly as the night left. Ice stretched her mouth into a gaping yawn and stood, ready to begin her work. It could take a few days to just find a single cat to observe, so she would have to move quickly unless she would to find herself head to head with a couple of Twolegs.

She managed to find a squirrel, though it scampered up a tree before she could even think of crouching. Hunting was never a strength of hers, and she wasn't ashamed to admit it, but by now, she was ravenous.

Her ears flicked as she caught the delicate sound of a robin bird's morning song. She looked up ahead to spot it bouncing along the front patch of grass before a Twolegnest. She rushed forwrad quickly to get in a good range and then dropped to a stalking position.

The robin hopped and emitted a soft chirp.

Ice slithered forward, disturbing some grass beneath her paws, but the robin was too far to notice. She then began to creep her way towards it, placing each paw nimbly on the ground. she was straight forward when she attacked a cat, why should hunting a robin be any different? So she leapt.

Her claws sank into the posterior of the bird and as it was crushed to the ground. Everything disappeared except for her hunder and the robin. She sat there that very moment and gulped down every piece of meat that was on the puny creature.

A yowl broke her state of mind and something barreled right into her. Ice shrieked, but only in surprise because once she saw what it was, it melted away into pity for the poor-sould standing atop her. It was a plump kittypet with long, thick fur and a smug look in his blue eyes. Everything about him seemed to curve down, his fur, his gave, his mouth and his belly. Ice made no struggle to get up, she just stared at the kittypet with a skeptical look.

"You fool! You do not tred onto Pussy's property without telling Pussy first," the kittypet snarled in a high-pitched voice.

Ice just stared.

Pussy raised a paw. "If Pussy had not been declawed, Pussy would flay you like tuna."

She sighed with a bored voice, "And I assume you are Pussy."

He stood proudly. "Yes!" He battered her with his paws, barely making her flinch. Then he jumped away like she were about to hit him and bent his legs taking a defensive position.

Ice stood slowly and Pussy ran at her. He sprang into the air, but Ice just ducked and let the fluffy tomcat soar over her, just to land clumsily on his shoulders. Ice turned to look at him, very shakily getting up.

"Ah," he said. "You are quick, but not quicker than Pussy!" He started to charge at her again, except this time he didn't jump. Ice stretched out her head and Pussy rammed into it, slamming his chest against her. As he stumbled she spoke.

"Look," she mumbled, "I don't usually show mercy but this is just pointless. I'm not even trying and you're killing yourself. Go back into your Twolegnest and let me finish my robin." Despite her crave for enemies' blood, Pussy wasn't a worthy opponent to anyone, not even himself.

"You are a coawrd, and you will feel Pussy's teeth!" The kittypet showed his disgustlingly perfect white teeth and lunged for her a third time.

Ice's nerves were tingling with irritation. She unsheathed her claws and sliced then across Pussy's chest. The kittypet tomcat let out a gasp of both pain and surprise and stumbled back as the blood began soaking through his thick white fur. His eyes were wide with horror at his pain, but Ice had held back. He would not die, but if this were an oppnent worthy of her anger, oh, how they would crumple to the ground in their dying sensation of anguish.

Suddenly a shout rang from behind her. Ice whirled to see a tall Twoleg female standing at the nest entryway. Her paw was covering her mouth as her gaze found Pussy's bleeding body. A large Twoleg male came charging out infront of her, a long wooden stick in paw. He was running right at Ice, the wooden stick held over his shoulder. Ice yowled at this and turned, grabbing her robin and sprinting away, her paws echoing on the Twoleg path.

She padded ahead. The morning had twisted into a day of storms with the wind whipping her fur and rain slicing at her flesh, cold and unpromising, but yet it defined her, water, with it's icy force and merciless care. It could turn up at any time, sometimes with warning and other times without. Sometimes, its rage would stir only within the clouds, and other times it would just break through, soaking everything below it with the freezing chill of its touch.

The Twolegplace was a lot less active than Ice had expected. She was looking forward to see the cats of the neighborhood out and about, so she could see them and decide on where they stand and where she needs to start. The cut she had made in Pussy's chest had only slightly relieved her bloodlust and now, only half a day later, she was feeling it rise up again in her body.

Ice walked under a branch hanging directly over the Twolegpath, feeling dry for a moment. She stopped, looking out onto the Twolegplace. Maybe this wasn't going the way she planned, but she was Ice. She could do anything if she wanted, and she would. Soon enough she would find a cat to observe.

And as she thought that, happiness soared through her. Across the Thunderpath, she could've sworn she had seen the shadow of a cat linger on by.

Well, this was a day late. And I kinda rushed. I never got around to writing over the weekend. But sorry for another filler. I think I'll have things really begin with Ice next chapter. :) Review!

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