Zombie Cat Apocalypse (Bacon)

"You're expecting more toms" He inquired as he stood again, "Why don't I escort you to your group? A tom with you will make stray toms think you're already claimed and turn them away" He mewed and moved toward her, trying to seem as friendly as he could.

She backed away from him, her neck fur ruffling at his flirting. "Thank you for helping me, but I need to go," she said stiffly, her blue gaze flickering around their surroundings as if she expected him to have a pack of toms hiding in the shadows.

"Can't let a pretty thing like you get turned now can we" He smiled friendily, his tail swaying back and forth as he sat on the turned, clearly it didn't bother him that he was sitting on the body of another cat.

Ariana jumped a tail-length straight up in shock, whipping around to face the tom. Seeing the dead turned beneath him, her eyes, already wide with shock, widened even more. She'd been so focused on getting away from him that she'd forgotten to look out for any turneds.

He continued to follow her scent, moving into the tree branches, he spotted her and he purred, raising his tail he checked where the wind was heading, "Good... Down wind" He whispered to himself, spotting a turned right behind the she-cat, he growled and jumped down, snapping the turned's neck with ease, "Nearly got yourself killed there Missy" He chuckled lightly, trying to seem friendly unlike the majority of toms around.

She took a roundabout away back to her home, brushing against strong-scented ferns and other plants as much as possible to disguise her scent. Chancing a quick glance behind her, she sniffed the air and relaxed slightly when she found no scent of the tom.

His ears perked and he looked in her direction, hearing movement and seeing a flash of her rear when she ran, he smelt a she-cat in the area and he purred, beginning to pad after her, staying a fair distance away from her so she'd think she'd lost him.

Her eyes widening at the sight of the tom, Ariana turned tail and fled into the undergrowth, abandoning the hunt. Perhaps she'd find something on the way back; there was no way she was sticking around.

"You lot head that way, I'll keep going on my own" Ryder said flatly, padding off toward Ariana, he growled and killed a couple turned before he padded into her sight, his muscles rippling as he moved his legs.

Ariana slunk through the forest, all senses on high alert as she expertly avoided any turned cats, searching for food. She had some saved back at her safe home, but she needed all she could get. Especially since she usually retreated for a day or two whenever she spotted an unturned tom, seeing as so many would take advantage of any she-cat they founs these days.

(Sure)

Ryder grumbled as he padded ahead of his small group of toms, killing any turned cats while they searched for food, the large tom spun around and snarled as one of the smaller toms had licked his balls, "I keep telling you Morons that I'm not doing that!" He snarled and snapped at the toms, most toms now had released pent up feelings with other toms, but Ryder still didnt like the idea of doing it with another tom, he'd much rather pounding away into a she-cat, even if they were rare.

How about...less she-cats. And can you please start it?

You want to start it or have me start it? Also which gender do you want less of?

Name: Ariana
She: 27 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: Slim, beautiful she-cat with short grey-and-white patched fur and blue eyes

Name: Ryder
Age: 38 moons
Gender: Male
Appearance: Large black and white tom with dark copper coloured eyes.
Other: Nothing as of yet

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