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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Sept 7, 2018 20:09:56 GMT -5
A cat stalked a mouse that she had scented, intent on catching it. Her paws moved stealthily, and she knew every inch of the forest floor. She pounced, and successfully caught the mouse. She ate it up heartily, and settled down in her cave to nap. She slept peacefully, dreaming of other cats.
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Post by ivysaur on Sept 9, 2018 5:06:08 GMT -5
Undergrowth stirred as a large ginger tabby tom shouldered his way past leaves and ferns. He wore a confused expression on his face, looking around. "I was so sure that it was here..." he muttered under his breath, taking a few steps around the area. "I can't be that lost, can I?" Giving himself a shake, he raised his head to scent the air. There was a cat nearby! This discovery brought a sparkle to his eyes. He followed the scent and found himself at the entrance to a cave. Cautiously, he poked his head in. "Excuse me? Anybody there?"
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Sept 10, 2018 21:02:39 GMT -5
She jumped up, hissing. "Ah! Intruding twolegs! Oh, it's just a cat." She stared at him, expecting him to confront her for the mouse or attack. "It's just me, by the way. You can have the mouse, if you care for it." She tried to hide her fear.
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Post by ivysaur on Sept 11, 2018 1:39:15 GMT -5
He was shocked when he was greeted with a hiss of anger. So shocked that his pelt fluffed up and he instantly backed away. But when she calmed down, he was quick to follow. He gave his chest few a few shy licks, embarrassed that he was so startled by the she-cat. "Yes, well, um..." he stuttered, trying to regain his bearings. "I'm not here for your mouse or anything. Actually, I was hoping for some directions?" He flicked him ear, glancing behind him. "So I heard there's a twolegplace nearby here? I'm looking for that. Do you happen to know where it is?"
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Sept 15, 2018 19:46:55 GMT -5
"Well, um, yes, I go there sometimes to visit a few cats," She replied, eating her mouse in two bites. "If you're looking for some dinner, go to those cats and you'll find yourself full." She relaxed now that she knew that he wasn't an attacking rogue. "They'll happily give you some fresh-kill. You have to go left to where the waterfall sits, and you'll see the buildings in the distance. The cats live in the First Alleyway, which is the first alley when you walk in from the south entrance." She told him. "I can take you there if you want."
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Sept 15, 2018 20:07:56 GMT -5
Update!
Danger Cascades - This is the waterfall to the north. It is well known for killing any cats in it's path.
Twolegplace - This is right next to Danger Cascades.
First Alleyway - The first alley that you would see if you entered the south part of the Twolegplace.
Mt. Gemstone - The home of the Gems. The biggest mountain to the north.
Hollow Tree - Home of the Dark Ones. A huge hollowed out Redwood tree.
Crystal Lake - Home of the Light Ones. A huge serene lake near the Hollow Tree.
Stone Valley - Home of The Monks. A beautiful valley with a stream and a forest teeming with prey.
Known Cats
Rim ~ A dark brown molly with deep blue eyes and white paws. ~ Loner
Nebula ~ A sleek tuxedo tom with green eyes. ~ Rogue, former kittypet in Alleyway Cats group.
Rain ~ A scrawny Bombay tom with amber eyes. Missy's mate. ~ Rogue Leader in Alleyway Cats group.
Missy ~ A pretty American Curl with deep green eyes like summer leaves. Rain's mate ~ Rogue in Alleyway Cats Group.
Oleander ~ A muscular red tabby Scottish Fold with blue eyes. ~ Rogue in Alleyway Cats Group.
Citrine ~ An orange tabby with dark amber eyes. ~ Rogue in Gems Group.
Peridot ~ A dark gray ragdoll with light green eyes. ~ Rogue Leader in Gems Group.
Groups/ Mini clans
Alleyway Cats ~ Open for joiners
Gems ~ Open to joiners
The Dark Ones ~ Open to joiners
The Monks ~ Open to joiners
The Light Ones ~ Open to joiners
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your mom
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Post by 86 on Sept 15, 2018 21:26:59 GMT -5
A grumpy she-cat with a ruffled dark grey pelt with black tabby markings, amber eyes, and a loose green collar hanging around her neck with a single tooth shoved through it, poking a hole through the leather it was made from, walked along the sidewalks at the edge of the twolegplace. She narrowed her eyes as she picked up the scent of cats drifting in her direction from the forest. She had never liked outsiders, as despite the views of the rest of the cats in the alleyway group, she held a firm belief that helping weak cats who didn't deserve it made the society of cats as a whole weaker.
(owo she's part of the alleyway cats group.)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Sept 15, 2018 21:37:14 GMT -5
Rain slept in his den, a gray bin on it's side. He woke up and padded out of his den. He stood up on some twoleg trash and called, "It's time to go on a hunt! I'll choose Missy, Nebula, and... What's your name again?" He asked the black she-cat. "You would fit with the party."
Missy looked up at her name. She finished grooming and stood up. "Nebula, come here! Please be prepared. You better not be getting soft with your skills again." She sat down and waited for the others. Do I have to wait this long? She thought.
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your mom
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Post by 86 on Sept 15, 2018 21:48:30 GMT -5
(If by black you mean dark grey, alright.)
"Hail. My name's Hail, Rain," she answered, whiskers twitching in annoyance. "Anyways, so where will we be hunting?" she asked, her gaze cold and somewhat expressionless.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Sept 15, 2018 22:01:58 GMT -5
Rain was used to her attitude. "I'm forgetful. pardon me for that. We are hunting in the field towards the north of this small twoleg place. Hail, you will lead this hunting group. I would like a mouse if possible. Missy can lead you towards the Green Fields, if you forgot. We haven't hunted over there in a while, except when me and Missy go hunting together alone. Now go."
Missy looked at Hail and flicked her tail. "I can lead you to the fields, if you want," She offered. Why am I never leader of Rain's patrols? She thought resentfully, but cleared the thought. She didn't want anything negative in her head. It would make her lash out. She couldn't be like that, especially when she had just begun expecting kits.
Nebula sat up and said, "Let's go. I'm ready." His ears twitched with excitement as they left the alley and stopped and the end and contemplated about hunting tricks and exchange tips. I love hunting! Even better when it's in the Mouse Fields! I bet Green Valley is less prettier than Mouse Fields, He thought with triumph.
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your mom
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Post by 86 on Sept 15, 2018 22:08:33 GMT -5
Hail shrugged, holding back a grumble. "Lead the way, Missy," the she-cat responded. She knew perfectly well the way to the fields, but the truth was she was too lazy to lead the way herself. Why was I, of all cats, chosen to lead the patrol? Couldn't Rain have chosen Nebula, or even herself? she thought resentfully.
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Sept 15, 2018 23:05:53 GMT -5
The small feline could barely move her paws as she trudged through the forest. It had been days since the white she-cat with light brown tabby spots had started traveling and it was already taking a toll on her. She hated every second of it, but knew it was her only way of survival. After everything that had happened, the best thing she could do was get away.
It wasn't even evening yet. She shouldn't be this tired. But walking for so long does something to you. The cat's odd eyes were heavy with exhaustion as she tried focusing on putting one paw in front of the other. She should probably hunt, but if she hardly had energy to walk, how would she be able to successfully kill something? Her stomach rumbled, as if trying to convince her otherwise, but the feline moved on without scenting the air.
Her vision was becoming foggy and her pawsteps faltered. Oh dear, she thought hazily, stumbling over her dainty paws. I'm going to pass out, aren't I?
And that's exactly what she did.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Sept 16, 2018 12:46:05 GMT -5
(Rain is a male.) Missy led them to the fields, and immediately scented a mouse. Missy caught the mouse, and passed it to Nebula. "Take it back to Rain, Nebula" She told him. Instantly, she spotted a white she-cat, unconscious, who looked like she was going to Green Valley. "Hail, stay here." She instructed, and padded to see who was tired enough to pass out on enemy territory. "Excuse me, but who are you?" She nudged the sleeping cat. "You're on enemy territory."
Nebula went back to camp and dropped off the mouse. "There you go, Rain." He dipped his head respectfully and went back to the Fields.
Rain slept in his den. I hope Missy is okay, he thought as he drifted off to sleep after eating the mouse that Nebula gave him. He had nightmares about Missy being taken by twolegs, getting run over by a monster, getting killed or taken hostage by the Dark Ones (It's happened before), if was horrible.
Rim relaxed near Crystal Lake, watching the sky. He ate a big vole, and now he was full. he napped, and woke up to find home to rest comfortably.
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