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This is an OOC log. No cats or eagles were harmed in the making of this production. ;)
Cheshire the cat. Riana the golden eagle.
Cheshire has had better days. That is for sure. Today was definitely labeled mediocre at best. The tuxedo cat was stretched between two poles, eagle style, hand and foot tied to each pole on the out skirts of the village. "This is cruel and unusual treatment of prisoners!" He shouts to the group of woodlanders who are quickly heading off into the bushes to watch the eventual carnage.
"Hey come on, I only burned down ONE measly tower. It wasn't as if I was trying to raise the dead...just harness lightning...and well, maybe raise the dead, but only a little bit!" The cat growls at the fleeing beasts. "Come back here and untie me! But with out touching my fur with your filthy paws you filthy peasants!"
Far above the little scene, Riana Thunderbolt is watching closely, her golden eyes taking all the activity below. This is either a trap, or the woodlanders are feeding her for some mysterious reason. Her stomach grumbles, and she winces. She is so hungry, she has a headache. She hasn't eaten all day, and it's nearing sunset. She decides that it must be a present, and begins circling as she does her needed calculations.
The cat sits there, a great sigh escapes his lips. "Minions. That's what I need. MINIONS! Glorious underlings to burn this rotten village to the ground! Hmmm, maybe they would like to be turned into undead abominations. Make a mental note of that..." The cat's tail twitches. "So what am I going to be sacrificed to? A dragon?" he yells, "Do I have to wait long? Or am I going to just sit here and whine the whole time. I know, maybe I'll just sit here and whine while I wait. Maybe I'll sing King Henry the 8th! That will show you, you miserable otters! And you squirrels! Don't think I haven't forgotten about YOU!"
Oh, for the sake of sanity. Riana can hear the stupid cat. He is /definitely/ a sacrifice to her. No sane beast would use him as bait for a trap. He's much too annoying. She dives, picking up speed as she zooms head-first towards the ground, then, when she is within moments of crashing face-first into the ground, she whips around, spreading her wings and extending her talons towards the cat. Screeching, she tries to grab a hold of him with one foot and slice the ropes on one wide of him with the other, her wicked sharp claws like sickles harvesting death.
"Maybe I'll sing king henry while signing 99 bottles of beer on the wall. What do you think about THAT!" And before he can proceed he is, thankfully, snatched into the air. It's a very, interesting feeling to say the least. He always dreamed of flying but, not quite this way. "Holy blazes they are feeding me to a dragon!" He yelps as he sees the ground grow further and further away. He looks up at the bird who has him and shrieks in both terror, and some pain, "What do you think you are doing! You could kill me at this height! Put me down! Put me down!"
Growling, the golden eagle clutches him as tightly as she can. "I CAN KILL YOU HOWEVER I WANT, YOU MISERABLE PREY BEAST!!!" she lands and goes to him slam into the ground. She looks up at the woodlanders, then back at him. "I can see why they want you dead; you are the most infuriating beast I've ever encountered." She then lifts off and flies high in the sky and starts soaring towards her eyrie. Hopefully the dumb cat will be silent for the trip.
Rendered unconscious by the blow the cat begins to wake only when they near her eyrie. "W-what, where am I? I had the strangest dream...you were there...about to devour me and...oh." he says sadly. "Are we still flying? My, I thought you would be faster, you know...larger wings. I'm not too heavy am I? I mean the last thing I would want to do is spoil your diet..."
Well, at least he was silent for MOST of the trip. Riana lands on her eyrie, which is a huge nest built in the top of a towering oak tree. There are various weapons decorating it, aswell as some jewelry and a green and yellow tent, with skins spread across the floor like a carpet. She holds him up so he can look around. "You see all this? These are all the things I have kept as souvenirs from my prey. Don't you think you will be a nice addition to my collection, little cat?" If he ever saw Xia, her halberd that has been woven into the nearest wall should be familiar. "And I'm not on a diet, stupid. Whatever made you think I was?"
The cat peers around the nest, paw reaching away from the hide of the fox as he realizes who it once belonged to. His tail curls around his feet. "I think it is a very unsanitary place to eat your meal. I mean, all these beasts were probably half diseased as it was." The feline thinks for a moment. How not to end up like them, how not to end up as a throw rug. "Oh, and the villagers mentioned it in passing. Something of a big FAT eagle coming to eat me. I dare say that you stole some other bird's meal, as clearly you are in the prime of your life! Never have I seen such a majestic beast. That wing span, it's...just wow! Impressive!" The cat continues to rattle on.
Riana rolls her eyes to the sky, which serves as her ceiling. "Oh, give it a rest, you miserable bundle of fur." She glances at the fur-covered floor. "What makes you think that /I/, a /bird/, could catch something that one of your fellow /mammals/ had? You're a bit crazy in the head, there." She goes to pin him down on the floor. "I would ask for your last words, but I don't think I'd ever get you to /shut up/."
"I think it's most impressive!" The cat says as he is pinned. "And I don't have any last words, well, obviously I do, but they are most suggestions. I mean, you can't possibly be thinking about eating me. No no no, this just isn't the proper way of eating a beast. Look at me, all skin and bones while you skipped over all those nice, plump and juicy beasts back in the village. And here, this is just...UNLCEAN! You are liable to get infected if you ate me here, raw no less. And besides, it would pain me to know that I got blood all over your humble abode, and such bright feathers! I swear, it was like the sun rose twice in one day when you swooped down!"
Riana had been about to eat him, but the just.....continues talking. Most beasts would be screaming for her to spare their lives right now. Or fainting. That happened once; it was kind of pathetic. She looks at her wings, admiring her plumage. "......perhaps you speak sense. I shall eat you on the nearest branch...." and with that she lifts into the air again and flies to the nearest huge branch.
The cat gulps as he stares out at the abyss below him. "And those claws...such works of art! They compliment your beak. I must say, I always wanted to see a bird of prey in action...just...not this up close." He laughs nervously. "I don't suppose I could at least have some kind of, last meal? I would really hate to die on an empty stomach...well, really AT all." He looks up at the bird, his eyes widening out as his pupils dilate. He gives her a mournful, kitten eyed look.
The eagle gazes down at him. D'awr, he's suddenly so cute.....and he's just so.....complimentary. "Fine." She flies back into the nest. Still holding onto the cat, she lifts up a metal collar, shaking it to dislodge the rat skull that had been in it. She goes to clamp it down on his neck, where is will close with a soft 'click'. Grabbing the chain attached to it, she drags him over to where she incorporated a huge branch into her nest wall. She loops the chain around it, then, grabbing 3 locks, she goes to chain him (on a very short chain) to the branch. "I'll make you a deal. You keep praising the way I look, and I don't eat you. Deal? Oh, good, I'm glad we both agree." She goes to rip out any pockets he might have and carry anything that was in them to the other side of the nest so he can't escape. "You stay there, nice and cozy, and I'll bring you back something soon after I'm done with my meal. Now be good, and don't try to escape; I will /always/ be able to find you." And she's gone, hunting again.
The cat whimpers as he sees the beast fly off. "Oh...kay..." He blinks in surprise. Peering around the nest. "Really, none of you tried flattery? Pfft, of course not. Cause I'm smart." He leans back on the tree, sighing in relief, until he realizes...what would the bird of prey bring him to eat other than things SHE eats...and that he essentially agree to fatten himself up for her eventual dinner when he eventually runs out of things to compliment her for...
"Ah...pellets..."
This is an OOC RP. Isn't it grand, though? Thanks for reading!
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