[Riah] Love: Yes? No? Maybe So?

[кєηzι]

_{Diesel clawed at the couch he was sitting on in the abandoned house that The Renegades called home. His movements made his muscles rippled under his sleek pelt. With ice blue eyes glancing around the building, he looked for Allie, his love of the week. The she-cat seemed to stick in his mind though, she was gorgeous and feisty. Just the way I like them. He thought to his self, a handsome smirk coming across his face.}

[riah]

A cute, small orange tabby shecat sat on the windowseal in the renegades camp. She had been hanging out here all day with nothing else better do to. There was mice, very rarely were the rest of the renegades group here, so she got some privacy.
Just the way I like it. Alone.
But, to her dismay, she caught a whiff of another cat. Automatically, she wrinkled her nose. She didn't recognize the scent, but she knew he was part of the renegades.
New recruit... Such a surprise.
The shecat peeked over the edge, glad he hadn't spot her yet. But, she said nothing, just stayed perfectly still until he noticed she was staring directly at him.
What the hell does he want anyway?

[кєηzι]

_{Diesel caught her scent and glanced at her, then dipped his head. "Hello there... Your name is Allie, right?" He asked, even though he knew it was her name. "I'm Diesel." The tom arched his back and stretched his legs out infront of himself, his muscles rippling. Then he sat back down, curling his tail around his paws and looking at Allie, "So, how are you?" He asked casually.}

[riah]

"Hello there... Your name is Allie, right?"
Allie nodded her mint green eyes without answering him. He had already known her name.
If he had been wrong, I would have corrected him.
As he presented his name, she still said nothing. She only thought crude thoughts, as usual.
Diesel. What an odd name.
Finally, he said something that was worth answering.
"So, how are you?"
Allie sighed in annoyance loudly, indicating that she wasn't in the mood to be talking to yet again another tom.
What is with them and talking to me all a sudden?
Breathing in her obvious negative emotions, the shecat decided to be sarcastic.
He's not worth my time.
"What's it to you?" She asked flatly. Her easy leveled voice sounded bored and lower than usual.

[кєηzι]

_{Diesel smirked and shrugged, "Just looking for a conversation. It's pretty boring around her lately." He mewed, flicking his tail back and forth slowly. He jumped up onto the windowsill next to her and sitting down, curling his tail over his paws again. "Anyways, aren't you honored I'm talking to you?" He mewed, puffing out his chest and putting a sarcastic look on his face. "It isn't every day you talk to a tom as handsome as me." His tone was light and joking.}

[riah]

"Just looking for a conversation. It's pretty boring around her lately."
Allie returned his smirk. Convincing herself that his smirk was the only thing she liked about him.
And it being boring is probably the only thing I agree with him on.
The shecat watched him cautiously as he jumped up on the windowsill to join her. She noticed how he had plently of room to lay down, and cursed herself for being so small.
"Anyways, aren't you honored I'm talking to you?"
Caught by surprise from his comment, Allie hissed at him slightly.
I don't care if he's being sarcastic... He's being conceded.
So, like before, the shecat said nothing, just waited for something she felt necessary to reply to.
"It isn't every day you talk to a tom as handsome as me."
The shecat blinked at him a couple of times, comprehending what he was saying. Then, she bursted out laughing.
He's one of a kind, that's for sure.
Just as suddenly as she started laughing, Allie stopped and got into a sitting position. She positioned herself in front of him, her face inches from his and whispered in his ear, "I've seen better looking." With a confident smirk, she pulled back and layed back down, retreating to her side of the windowsill.

[кєηzι]

_{Diesel nodded, "Oh really?" He mewed, rolling his eyes. "I suppose your mate?" He asked, not really knowing if she had a mate or not. But this was one way to find out. He looked over the small she-cat, noticing her laying down. The ginger tabby tom stayed where he was, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.}

[riah]

Allie studied the tom as he rolled his eyes. She noted that they both had similar body language.
"I suppose your mate?"
The shecat's fur rose at the question.
How dare he ask me that!
Yet again, she hissed and narrowed her eyes. "I find mates.. a pain." She growled. Her fur was puffed out a little, making her look younger than she was, concerning her size and kit-like face. "I don't get the point in mates." She then added, hoping to make the topic of "mates" end.
No tom is worth my time anyway. There's no room for love.
"There's no such thing as love." Allie mewed under her breath, without realizing it.

[кєηzι]

_{Diesel's ears perked. "Well... Of course there is a thing called love. When two cats would crawl to the end of the earth for another cat, that's love, in one form or another." He mewed, noting how tense and alone she seemed. "As for mates... I guess there isn't really that big of a point to the whole title of a 'mate'. It's just a cat you love and have kits with really." The tom admitted, looking at Allie. She seemed so small and vulnerable, it made him want to take her under his win and help her through whatever difficulties she might have.}

[riah]

"Well... Of course there is a thing called love. When two cats would crawl to the end of the earth for another cat, that's love, in one form or another."
Allie only grunted in response, making it obvious she disagreed.
"As for mates... I guess there isn't really that big of a point to the whole title of a 'mate'. It's just a cat you love and have kits with really."
The shecat laughed slightly, shaking her head. She was staring at nothing now. Not out the window, not even at Diesel. "Kits." She scoffed. "There is no point to them either. We're just bringing weak and annoying beings into a shit filled world where most of them won't even survive." Once she said it, she looked at him. "What's the point if they're just going to die?" It was a rhetorical question. Yet again, she looked away from the tom and stared at nothing.
She remembered her past, and how no one cared. She was just left.
I wasn't worth their time.
Interrupting her thoughts, Allie turned to see the tom staring at her. Instantly, she replaced her hurt and pain with annoyance and hissed once again. "Enjoying the view, sweetheart?" She asked in a fake, sweet, and sarcastic voice all at once.