The Crazed Demon

[Rana]

...ood kill hate murder demons shadows blood death hat...

Maelstrom looked at the rodent caught between his paws. It squirmed and squeaked, desperately trying with its frail body to escape but to no avail. The big cats claws pinned it firmly; it had no chance. He brought his ferocious maw up close and the small beasts noises increased in intensity. He cackled.
"Ah wee beastie, ye donnae stand a chance. Can ye nae tell there is nae a chance? Och wee littel thing. Ye'll be nice fer meh snack, ye ken?"
Laughing madly to himself again, he cut of the cries of his food. He finished quickly and yawned exposing bloodied fangs. Then he began muttering to himself again.
"Maelstrom, ye be a braw an' brassy beast. Pray tell how it be tha' ye hae nae fought in far tae long? Ye ought tae be ashamed o' yerself. Ye were once the terrer 'o the lands that ye lived. An' naw, yer killing wee beasties fer fun. Ye ought tae be ashamed."
His eyes glinted in the moonlight, an insane fire burning inside. As he spoke he was in constant motion, pacing back and forth, scratching at the earth and the foliage. Suddenly he froze. Randomly darted up the nearest tree, settling down his huge bulk on a large limb. From his position he glared at the land around him, the only part of his body moving his slightly twitching tail.

[Kaemore]

Shalefang prowled forward silently. His strong and young body climbed easily over obstacles around him. The Darkclan leader was looking for those who could serve his cause, and going to think things over. It had only been a few days since he had gotten his nine lives, and the scar over his eye was still slightly pink. His emerald eyes blazed coldly and wisely, when the scent of fresh kill hit him. The tabby froze, opening his mouth to detect the smell further. His piercing eyes flashed around, seeing a figure in a tree.

Shalefang jumped up near to the tree and sat down. His tail tapped evenly, as it constantly did, to the beating of his heart. It was a constant rhythm, never changing and never altering. It could distract or impose, different for every cat. He looked up, claws unsheathed.
"I can feel your power from here. Come down."
His father had been able to sense the strength of cats, and after his ritual, he could to.

[Rana]

...e anger intruder new blood evil dark shad...

The new cat's arrival woke Maelstrom from his insane mutterings. Mad eyes zeroed in on him, taking a moment to register what he was seeing. Mouth was opened in a silent snarl, revealing a bit of rodent flesh lodged in his fangs. Then he closed his jaws. After stretching out on the tree and scoring the wood with his claws, he sat up and looked at the intruder to his own private kingdom.
"Who dae ye think ye are, commanding meh tae coom tae ye. Ah take orders from nae beastie who ah donnae know or trust. An' e'en then ah doub' ye will be worth mah time, ye ken? Mah name is Maelstrom, an' until ye prove yerself tae meh, laddie buck, ah'll be stayin' oop in mah tree. Savvy?"
His voice had started out in its normal rasping tone, but by the time his speech was complete it had turned into a snarl. Maelstrom was never great at controlling his emotions, and living alone for many moons in the wild had hardly helped him contain them. Whether this unknown cat would consider Maelstrom worth his time was also yet to be seen.

[Kaemore]

Shalefang tapped his tail steadily, understanding the cats brouge talk with little problems. He stood to his full height, his muscles strong under him.
"I have nothing to prove, Maelstrom. I am Shalefang, son of Failenfang, the leader of darkclan."
His emerald eyes flashed powerfly. He could sense the cats insanity and anger, but he could also sense how useful he be to the cause.
"Come down, perhaps, and we can talk. I can make it worth your time."
His tone was slightly challenging at first, but grew softer and sleeker, going out on a limb. Maelstrom was clearly a fighting cat, and cats like him lived to fight. This may work to his advantage.

[Rana]

...ow dark power demons...

The big black and white cat listened to him at least semi-respectfully, cackling quietly only once or twice. His brain thought about the proposal, processing it slowly as was his custom. Finally he spoke, in more even tones than he used before.
"Och, Shaelfang. Ah caer nae who yer sire was. Any beast's fahther does nae prove him, ye ken?"
He stretched again. Then, taking his time about it, climbed down the tree. Despite Shalefang's large height, Maelstrom stood even taller than him, and obviously much thicker. He remained at the base of his tree, facing this semi-stranger.
"Howe'er, ye say ye rule a clan, aye? A daerkclan. An' just how dae ye perpose that ye'll make followin' ye worth mah time?"
His face was quizzical, and curious. Much calmer than before. But the spark in his eye proved that his vicious personality could return in a second.

[Kaemore]

Shalefang didnt shirk away from the brute, but met his eye evenly.
"Perhaps. But I prove myself beside my sire. Anyways, I assume you are a fighting beast."
Shalefang paused, seeing Maelstroms scars and wounds from countless battles.
"I can make it worth your while, if you wish to fight. Darkclan is destined to rule the forest, but 4 other clans must be destroyed. The fight will be good, and bloodshed plentiful."

[Rana]

...destruction...

Maelstrom cackled once more, the possibility of blood to be shed by his own razor claws exciting him.
"A fight ye say? Laddie, if ye can lead me tae fight wi' ye, then lead on."
He bared his fangs.
"But ah'll hae ye keep in mind, ah'll anser tae nae other beastie than ye. Unless ye hae other pass on yer word, yon cats will mean nae a thing. An' if ye doublecross meh, then ye hae made an enemy ye regret an' ne'er forget, ye ken?"
He spat on the ground in front of him, as was always done in the culture he came from to make an agreement. He didn't really expect the other cat to do the same, it was simply habit.

[Kaemore]

Shalefang grinned wickedly.
"It is not my betrayal that should be on your mind. Focus on killing, and preferably not fighting with my clan."
Shalefang turned around.
"Now, if you will follow, I will show you to my clan."

((to: Darkclan somewhere))