A Study

[laurelflight]

Longfeather sat tall with his tail curled neatly over his paws as usual, his reflection shimmering on the cold river surface. The mighty beast and its cold, cruel, flowing water was eerily calm today, allowing for the Abyssinian tom to see himself. His copper eyes gazed unblinkingly into the depths of the dead current. His expression giving him away as seemingly not alive with no thought. Longfeather was in a way transfixed with his mirror image, and his mind almost unconsciously registered this as his new point of interest over heights. But, it wasn't that interesting. The dark sand-colored warrior was known to hold different obsessions and unhealthy fascinations moonly, but heights was a special case. Ever since he had seen that she-cat fall...

"Do you see yourself?" Longfeather meowed softly in his water-over-rocks voice. His reflection said something while he was talking, but the sand-colored tom didn't catch it. "I'm sorry," he meowed earnestly, bowing his elegant head closer to the river's surface. He noticed his reflection do the same and realized with a numb sort of excitement that he wanted to hear what he had to say. "You go on, I didn't mean to talk over you," the Abyssinian meowed. He pricked his large ears and only heard the sounds of wakes hitting the pebbly shore. Not in his head though. "Yes," he purred darkly to himself. "Yes, I know the feeling."

[Alex the Steamed Rice Eater]

Smallclaw looked ahead, his keen vision focused on the half-starved vole in front of him. It already had a severe limp, which implied that it had been hunted earlier that moon. Each step brought a higher chance of death for the vole, who was obviously oblivious to everything but pain.

Mouth watering with a unstoppable need for food, Smallclaw pounced, half disriented by the wind, and landed on the vole. But something was wrong. His legs had stopped, but he was still moving! Smallclaw slid on the ice, and crashed through the reeds. The ice stopped there, and when the short cat halted, he couldn't help but laugh maniacally.

He stopped laughing when he saw Longfeather.

[laurelflight]

Longfeather easily broke his attention in two when he heard Smallclaw close by. Abandoning his reflection, he meowed softly, "Have you caught anything?" He tried to sound subtly interested, rasping his tongue over his paw and pulling it over his ear. Blinking once or twice, he wasn't affected by the tom's silence upon seeing him. He didn't even notice. To what degree did he care when someone chose to be quiet?

[Super Lemon]

((ooc ...is he....... talking to his reflection?))