Never Wake a Sleeping Dragon [closed for Thin]

Otto had been feasting on a mouse that he had caught earlier. The male had just left his cabin miles away and figured it would be nice to stop in The Twoleg Village in hopes of getting some prey there.

The young tom settled himself onto the steps of a two-leg home, dropping down the dead mouse he had planned on feasting on. The sunlight spotted his pelt, lighting it up to show an almost reflective silver. Otto began to eat his prey, delightful that he had caught it just in time for he had been starving and didn't have much hope that he was going to catch anything that day. Despite Silluna and his own efforts to restore his body to a healthier look, Otto still looked skinny and fragile.

Suddenly, Otto heard a female yelling out after the tom had accidentally made some noise when passing by to head back to the cabin. He figured that the unknown she-cat couldn't see him well in the shade that hid his silvery pelt from her eyes, making him a little less noticeable. The she-cat looked tired and definitely disturbed by the sudden appearance of Otto himself. The tom then padded out of the shadows, hoping that the visitor to the village would now be able to recognize his image a bit more.

"Your death plans don't seem like the best ways to go, she-cat." Otto mewed calmly, hoping to control the situation almost like his last wild encounter with another wild female. "I'm young and not worth your time to kill." Otto used his age as a defense mechanism since he wasn't very capable of fighting off newcomers, at least not well.

Delta watched as this new cat walk out of the shadows. Now approaching and not fleeing, well that was big mistake. Delta studied the cat as he spoke, only partially caring about what he said. He was young and thin as a twig. Delta figured it would be easy to kill him. Perhaps she could use his fur to line her nest as she had done with the massive idiot who called herself Knife. When the young cat finished speaking, Delta couldn't keep herself from laughing. "'I'm young and not worth your time?!' AHAHA! You must be joking! Do you know who I am? I am Delta, which is only a nickname. My real name means Dragon Hunter, and do you know what Dragons are? They're massive beasts with impenetrable scales who who can breath FIRE! I don't care who I kill! I kill for the thrill of it. I don't know if you've had much experience with insane cats, but I'm one of them. So is my father. My mother hadn't lived a day in her life where she hadn't killed something! So give my one good reason why I shouldn't add your skull and your bones to my collection." Delta motioned to the various cat bones she had stuck in the dirt, or the pile of skulls of prey and cats she had been amassing behind her nest.