Blue,
Lioness of Prideless
Played by Plymouth

Blue

"You're welcome to make me." She could hear that growl, infer that threat. Blue didn't take kindly to it and for a moment she unsheathed her claws and considered launching herself at the other cat. What would it accomplish though? A tussle that she had a fifty-fifty shot of winning? A tussle where she'd no doubt end up injured no matter if she won or not? It wasn't worth it... no matter how satisfying it would be to rake her claws down the other's face.

The glare in her eyes, one that was considering taking the other up on her offer stiffened as she snorted dismissively, throwing the idea out of her head entirely. It just wasn't worth it for a bit of space. The red woman would move on eventually.

Although she'd be a thorn in the blues side until then.

Ugly mug.

Well, she knew she wasn't pretty so the insult didn't really phase her but the entire stream of words did. "Fine with that... If it's so ugly, maybe you'll leave so you don't have to look at it anymore." The woman snapped back with a snarl.

Oh jeez, and what was she smiling about now? Blue didn't like that look in her eyes one bit.

The woman geared up to make a retort but then... what? The tortoise? Her eyes snapped down to the thing that the red woman had trapped. In the heat of their "debate" the blue had forgotten about the thing entirely. It was inconsequential in her mind. It was inconsequential now but having been asked what she considered an asinine question out of the blue --ha-- almost disarmed her. "My turn? ...What?" She looked back up at the red woman. Then back down at the turtle. Then the woman. And then the turtle. "The fuck are we supposed to do with it?" It was a turtle. Not exactly easy to get into the shell. More effort than she was willing to expend on a lackluster amount of meat. There were plenty of fish elsewhere and rabbits that she could track down. All without annoying shells.

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