Snippet #1639975

Varthur rolled his eyes as the male cat he had been carrying suddenly ran off. "I don't believe this--" he complained before running after.
Arriving at the scene and seeing Rosalie, the male stray on the ground...again as well as Kari, it seemed something-- had happened. "Whats wrong? Whats going on--" he asked before scratching his paw at the ground at a familiar feeling in his gut. He shifted his head in all directions as if looking for something and found it. Without another word, he jolted in the direction that lead him to a pack of strays who appeared to be escaping the area.
"Well lookie here! It's The Black Cat!" said one mockingly turning around hearing Varthur's pursuit, though the other cat cowered having heard the name. "You're smaller than I imagined.." said the leader of the strays as he walked up to Varthur analysing his build. "Yeah you look just like a scrawny kitt--" the leader of the pack was cut off by Varthur pouncing and pinning him down almost in a dog-like behaviour. Varthur smirked smugly as the leader's face suddenly filled with horror. "I wouldn't push my luck kitty cat.. you better stay out of this neighbourhood.. if you know whats good for you" he warned before reaching out his paw about to scratch his face. "Yeah the rumours are true.." his claws almost shined showing its sharpness. "I do mark my prey with a Z for Zoro.."

It wasn't long before the strays abandoned their leader leaving Varthur to deal with him alone. "So.. "