Moonless Night [Cat]

[DENI.]

It was impossibly dark. Rain showers early in the afternoon made for a cloudy and moonless night. The only light on the street was that which was provided by the artificial lights the humans had constructed. As far as he could tell, they did not like to be in the dark because they could not see at all. His fluffy tail was curled over his back in a show of dominance to any dog who he might come across, but right now the street was deserted. This was good, it was what he was looking for that night.

He made his way down the street, his paws taking him automatically along the well-known path. Suddenly he veered sharply to the left, took another turn, and then made it to his destination. The humans ate outside here often, and as a result there was almost always food to be found. A snuffling sound caught his attention, and he pulled his lips back over his teeth.

"If you value your life, I suggest you leave my food alone." He threatened, his body tense.

cat

[cat]

It was another night patrolling the town. There was familiarity to the routine, and Claire moved with practiced ease down the darkened street. Her black collar felt a little too tight around her neck, and the badge attached to it flashed in the streetlights. Fights were known to break out near the restaurants, so Claire decided to swing by just in case. She didn’t hear the pawsteps coming up behind. Claire froze momentarily. It was the voice that haunted her dreams, both sleeping and awake. “Bear.” Her own voice was barely above a whisper, the accent still clung to it like a stubborn cobweb. She whirled around and came face-to-face with him. Before she had gathered her breathe to speak, he did so first.

His voice both drew her and made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Claire's lips curled into a suppressed snarl. "I wasn’t interested in your food." She could feel his breath on her muzzle and something in her stomach fluttered. She took the opportunity between replies to study him. He was a good eight inches taller then her, not that it scared her. Claire had taken on humans much taller and won. If he wanted to mess with her, he’d better be prepared for a fight. She looked into his eyes. They looked like they contained sparks, burning those who came too close. She searched his gaze deeper and noticed there was something...off. Claire mentally shook it off as paranoia, but nevertheless decided to trust her instinct. To be careful.

[DENI.]

The other dog whispered his name, which caused the fur on his neck to lie a bit flatter. His ears perked up a bit and he narrowed his eyes. Just who was she? Bear had met and been with plenty of she-dogs in his time, but he certainly didn't remember all of them. He took a small step back. It wasn't in his nature to attack someone for absolutely nothing. If the female didn't try to take his food, then he had no reason to attack her. Plus he wanted to know who she was.

Finally the little fae turned around, and recognition dawned on his face. It was Claire, the little red Border Collie who fancied herself the "police" around the city. A lobsided grin appeared on his face and he ignored the snarl on hers. He had always found Claire to be rather cute, and he certainly enjoyed messing with her when he could.

"Well now, that changes everything." He said, brushing past her and grabbing a piece of bread from the ground. He swallowed it in one bite, and licked his chops free of crumbs. "You know I don't share well." He stated, continuing to nose around until he came upon some bread with a bit of meat in the center. He ate that as well before he turned to face her again. His bright brown eyes ran over the length of her body and he licked his lips. "You are looking lovely, as always." He said, a confident smile present on his face.