The HABIT's House

He soon came back with a few blankets and some bandages,but there was now some bandages on his stomach (Im gonna edit the treehouse thing so you guys can know why he is like that)

"Those will do" he nodded and grabbed them, knowing they would get soaked quickly but it will be a big help. He wrapped them around her wound. "We better haul ass" Toby said and picked her up again. She once again cried in pain at being moved. "We got to get you to the Hospital" he said softly and began making his way towards the hospital in the distance.

(To the Abandoned Hospital?)

"y-yeah" Baxter cringed slightly as he started to run towards the hospital "Shit..." he mumbles

(YEP)

(yeahs, i already posted dere)

(Alright, I was eating so I didn't notice, soz )

Vaermina kept close to Habit as she watched, "Okay.. and I guess if he didn't know the kit's potential he'd think her useless." she stated, referring to Zalgo.

The she-cat was bored, she padded away from the Abandoned Hospital and to a bush at Habit's house. She heard a cat whispering and she smelled one too, the she-cat looked in the bushes behind her.

"Zalgo would be able to sense the energy signature coming off of her newfound abilities. And if i know Zalgo he would leap at the chance to have another powerful minion like her. Either that, or he would destroy her out of worry that she might become a threat later in the future" he said as he followed them close behind.

(Who are ya rping as at the moment Sorrow?)

(who spoke in my last post was HABIT XD)

(Alrighty, wasn't paying attention XD soz bout that!)

Vaermina listened carefully and nodded, following Habit before seeing the other she-cat. She froze in her place and stared at the cat with her sickly green eyes.

She stared back, the she-cat seemed looked like she was the same speed as her. (Her as in my char.) "I thought I had heard something." she meowed. She wanted to attack but somehow restrained. This she-cat looked nice, but looks can deceive you.

Vaermina reached for her knife slowly, watching the other cat closely. She didn't plan on attacking, but she wanted to be ready.

She was ready to attack of this cat wanted a fight. "Where'd you get the knife?" she meowed.

"No where of your concern.." she growled as she drew the knife closer.

HABIT turned his head, machete in his jaws. Suddenly he dissapeared and reappeared in front of the newcomer, machete poised to stab into her chest "Leave or this could get ugly" HABIT's rough voice said in warning, his hard icy blue eyes narrowed threateningly into hers.

"Give me some personal space and I'll leave." she hissed in a non offensive way.

"I would do what he says." she stated as she sat with the knife in her jaws.

"Why are you so threating?" She growled to the tom.

He was quiet for a moment, his pupils going to slits. He could easily kill this cat without a problem. But, he took two steps back to give her some space. He chuckled "I envy your stubbornness. I find it brave" he chuckled darkly. "Now, seriously, its time you should be ski-dattling or friendly Mr machete right here is going to have a party with your insides" he said in an up-beat tone, a grin on his face.

"Well that's a disturbing picture you just put in my head, Habit." she laughed.

"Thank you for giving me space. I shall leave now." she meowed politely.

"Hey dont blame me for telling the truth. I honestly would be the one helping Mr Machete throw that party" he laughed then turned his head back to the newcomer. "Have a nice day" he said sarcastically and waved a blood-stained paw.