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A panicked and angry look came over Sirens face as she looked through her collection of things she had stolen and quickly noticed that something was missing. And it was also one of her most prized positions. Siren whipped around an angry look on her face as she glared at all the nearby cats some of them shrinking away at her glare and some meeting her glare with one of their own. She exited the den heading out into the main clearing of Larceny's new temporary camp yowling out with a growl to everyone " WHO STOLE MY STUFF!!!??" Many of the nearby cats looked around in confusion whispering and muttering among themselves. She got closer to some of the cats asking them one by one if it was them or if they knew who did. She knew it was pointless as any of them could be lying but she was determined to find out who did it no matter what she had to do

She glanced up as she heard a cat break into a loud mocking roar of laughter. She whipped around anger still burning in her teal eyes as they landed on a cat who she despised. They were a small calico Tom who was quick and a good theif but way too overconfident. Currently they were swaggering towards her with the roaring mocking laugh. " you looking for your silver painted conch shell?" He said in a mocking tone. She glared at him nodding. "Here's proof that I'm a better thief then you as I was able to steal it from you!" He said in mocking tone. That was enough to make Siren let out her remaining anger. She quickly knocked him to the ground pinning him down and pressing one of her paws to stop him from speaking. You could hear his muffled protests which just made her laugh. "Now you shut up and tell me where you put my treasure!" She growled spitting on his face. " your gonna tell me where it is then I'm gonna teach you a lesson!" She removed her paw flexing her long sharp claws knowing that would terrify him as he was scared of getting his perfect pelt scratched. His mocking cocky tone was gone replaced with an anxious stuttering tone as he said "I-I Buried it by the stream". She let out a small curse as he said that knowing it would take her forever to find it. "Take me to it then!" She growled realeasing him but still having her claws unsheathed to scare him. He tried to be cocky saying "why should I ?" . She quickly showed him why slicing a large cut across his face that would leave a scar. He let out a whimper and she said smirking "because if you don't I'll continue to attack you and mess up your pretty pelt!" He gave a small nod leading her out of camp and towards the stream

As they reached the stream he nervously headed to a spot and started to dig up the ground revealing the small slightly dirt covered silver painted conch shell. She quickly grabbed it from him before pushing him to the ground and pinning him down again. She took her free paw unsheathing her claws and touching one of them to his neck. " now as I know you haven't learned your lesson yet let me show you something. You feel this claw against your neck? I could easily give you a small cut on your neck or a big gash that will kill you in minutes! But you'd never know which one is coming and you can only pray that I let you live !" At this he whimpers to which she sneers and hisses " stop being a coward!" And with that she gave him a scratch not deep enough to kill him immediately but close enough that it would if he didn't hurry to get help. She then stepped off him grabbing her shell and stalking away back to camp leaving him to die or hurry to get help.


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