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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 1:11:58 GMT -5
bump))
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Bisexual
Nightwisher
If only I could be so grossly incandescent
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 13, 2019 18:06:53 GMT -5
The weather seemed nice, no smell of rain in the air. Though, that didn't make for a good day. Scar had been walking around the two-leg place, looking for clean water or something to eat. She and her companion Snow had recently found it, not two days ago. They had been trying to figure it out, staying in a den-like area under the roots of a tree. It was nice, it was dry, and they were safe there. However, they would go out, try to scavenge for food, or do some hunting, often splitting up so they would be able to find more. That was when Scar saw him, a small cat, probably only a little bit bigger than she was. He was running away from...Dogs. Great. For a second Scar thought about leaving him, but despite how much she wanted to pretend she didn't care about other cats, there was a part of her that did.
The young she-cat bolted down the street. She was a bit ahead of the corn colored cat, so it was easy to stay in step with him. "Follow me." She hissed, claws aching as she unsheathed them to propel her forward even faster. The small black cat broke left quickly, down an adjacent street, another right, and then down an alleyway with wooden fences. "Hope you're good at climbing." Scar jumped up onto the closest fence, digging her small, torn sharp claws into the wood as she dragged herself upward, away from the dogs' reach.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: Two-LegPlace Interactions: Corn (Jekyll) Mentions: N/A
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 18:18:16 GMT -5
The tom looked over in shock as the she-cat suddenly appeared beside him. He didn't trust others easily but without any other way to go, he decided to follow the she-cat, hoping she knew where she was going. Her paws ached from running and when he saw her go up the fence he groaned at the thought of the pain that would ensue. Despite that fact he followed, digging his claws into the wood and hissing in pain as he climbed up, leaving bloody paw prints in his wake from his paw pads that were raw and torn from running.
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Nightwisher
If only I could be so grossly incandescent
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 13, 2019 18:33:28 GMT -5
Scar's paws ached from the asphalt, but she had spent quite a bit of time in the woods, walking endlessly. Her pads and calloused because of that. Which was lucky, or else she'd be leaving a trail of blood for the dogs to follow, just like Corn was. Despite that, Scar continued down the fence until it came to a tree. She jumped to the tree, her claws digging into the bark, though she hissed in pain and annoyance as he weight pulled against them. Jumping onto trees was not one of her favorite things to do. But they were almost completely to safety. Those dogs had been big, and they didn't look like they gave up easily. The tops of the two-leg nests were the only place where they could be out of sight, scent, and eventually mind of the hounds.
So, the small black cat clawed her way to the branch closest to the two-leg nest and then leaped easily onto to roof. "I'd suggest you hurry. The sooner we hide, the sooner they'll leave." Scar paced the edge of the roof, waiting for the small loner to follow her.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: Two-LegPlace Interactions: Corn (Jekyll ) Mentions: N/A
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 18:37:04 GMT -5
The tom followed, his eyes watering from pain and his body stiff with exhaustion as he climbed up after her. Once on the rooftop, the tom moved to the center and couched low, his body shivering. Finally still, his fur settled and a pale blue collar shined around his neck.
(he's been running for a few hours, that's the only reason his pads are bleeding so)
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Nightwisher
If only I could be so grossly incandescent
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 13, 2019 18:44:54 GMT -5
(Oh dang, that's a lot of running) Scar padded toward the center of the roof, sitting down and letting her fluffy tail curl around her paws. She looked young, but still had a sense of elegance about her that most older cats usually held. "Are you alright?" She asked, her green eyes trailing over his body to make sure he wasn't injured. Her eyes landed on the collar and narrowed. Great, a kitty-pet.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: Two-LegPlace Interactions: Corn (Jekyll ) Mentions: N/A
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 18:49:12 GMT -5
The tom said nothing for the longest time, waiting as he calmed down and some of the pain faded from his paws. After a while he sat up, shaking out his curly, vivid corn-silk colored fur. "Thanks. I've been running from those dogs for a few hours but no matter what they kept finding me." He took a deep breath and nodded to her. "I'm fine, except for my paws really and the chaffing around my neck form my collar from when one of them managed to grab me. He got a slice to the eye though and dropped me." The tom moved to the edge of the roof and looked down at where the rottweilers were currently barking up at the roof
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 19:03:12 GMT -5
He flinched at the mention of his two-legs and he became silent, his ears folded back as he hunched down and turned away from her, folding his tail around himself. After a few moments of saying nothing the tom let out a sigh. "I don't have any two-legs. Lately, there have been two-legs who are just leaving suddenly, leaving kitty pets like me and dogs like those ones behind."
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Bisexual
Nightwisher
If only I could be so grossly incandescent
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 13, 2019 19:10:23 GMT -5
Scar didn't mind the silence, as she hadn't asked a question. In fact, it was rather nice. The less talking the better. And then he spoke again. She stifled an annoyed sigh. At his story, Scar didn't know how to feel. She wasn't a pet herself, so she didn't know if two-legs were special to kitty-pets, like family. "Well that explains why I haven't seen very many of them." She murmured, looking at it from a more strategic sense. Less two-legs meant more ability to roam freely, except for the pets that they had left behind. Which could be easily avoided if you stayed up high. "Okay, well then you can go find somewhere safe, away from beasts like that."
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: Two-LegPlace Interactions: Corn (Jekyll ) Mentions: N/A
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 19:12:38 GMT -5
The tom didn't say anything and only stood up, wincing slightly as he applied pressure to his paws. "Thanks for the help. Sorry for being a hindrance and having you help me." He turned away and began to pad toward the edge of the house so he could jump over to the next one. With each step, he left a bloody paw print and he was plainly limping.
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 19:24:56 GMT -5
The tom turned to her with an odd look in his eyes and his fur prickled. "There is no comfortable place because there's no safe place. You must be new around here so let me tell you about what has been happening the past few moons. Two-legs suddenly began leaving, leaving everything behind and just, going away. Those dogs were next door to my den where I also lived with my two littermates. When we were left behind, the next day those dogs were left behind and they went after us. Both my littermates died and I killed the pup of those two dogs in revenge so no, there is no comfortable place because there's no safe place. Not for me at least."
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Bisexual
Nightwisher
If only I could be so grossly incandescent
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 13, 2019 19:44:53 GMT -5
Scar watched the corn-colored cat speak, keeping a level gaze and all emotion from her eyes. "Sounds..." she searched for a word. "Dramatic." She was starting to wonder if saving this cat was actually a good idea. He didn't seem quite willing to live, but he also wasn't quite willing to die. What an odd way to live. She didn't like it. "I'm sorry for your loss. Glad you got your revenge. But that's not true. Those dogs can't get to the same places that you can. You're small, you can climb, you're more nimble. Use your natural skills as a cat. Saying there's no safe place just means you're not smart enough to find one, not that one doesn't exist." She had spent her entire life smaller than the things around her. Due to that, she had learned how to sneak, how to hide, how to stay alive. If there was one thing she knew, it was that safe places were everywhere, you just had to be creative enough to find them. In a two-leg place? Save places came in abundance. That was what she had learned from her two days around this area. Everywhere she turned, there was a place to hide, and place to climb. It really wasn't that hard to stay safe, all you had to do was stay a paw step ahead of everything else.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: Two-Leg Place Interactions: Corn (Jekyll ) Mentions: N/A
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 20:10:07 GMT -5
The tom just sighed and sat down, his gaze going solemn as he lifted a paw and liced it clean before doing the same to each paw afterwards. As he worked he spoke, though was unsure of why he was asking this stranger. "So what's your name? Obviously you're new around here of you would've left me to die because those two dogs are the worst in the entire two-leg place, them and one other that's even bigger than them."
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 20:43:33 GMT -5
The tom just sighed and sat down close by, fluffing his fur up as a breeze blew past. The dog's continued to bark and he just groaned, knowing he was gonna be there for a while. "I'm called Corn, because of my fur." He shook out said fur before laying down, rolling over onto his back so the sun could reach and warm his belly.
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 20:53:05 GMT -5
Corn looked over at her before sighing and closing his eyes. "I'm not going to run, not when so many others are still here fighting. Anyways, we don't know how to survive out there, plus, there are kits being left behind too. I found a 3 moon old the other day and took him to another pair of housefolk. Who knows how long until they leave too."
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 21:03:12 GMT -5
Corn shifted and opened one eye softly. "No one is ready to leave. They think the two-legs are gonna come back and no matter what I or anyone else says they won't listen. I still won't leave them to die though, I've already watched my littermates die, I don't wanna see it happen to anyone else." After a few moments of silence he rolled over and looked at the she-cat fully, taking in her fur color and scars, and despite the scars she was actually very pretty. "So, who's Snow?"
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Bisexual
Nightwisher
If only I could be so grossly incandescent
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 13, 2019 21:10:53 GMT -5
Scar could understand that to an extent. After her father had died, she didn't want to leave her mother. Though, her mother had had other ideas. The she-cat pushed that thought from her mind. "Snow's my friend. We've been traveling together for about a moon now. He's probably around here somewhere, avoiding dogs. Or he's back at the den." She shrugged, not too concerned about him. He was smart, and more strategic than she was. If there was a cat who could survive a two-leg place unscathed, it was Snow. "So, who exactly are you staying here to save? Or are you really just trying to save everyone?" There were few cats, and none that she had heard of, that would stay after being abandoned without some special attachment to someone else.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: Two-Leg Place Interactions: Corn (Jekyll ) Mentions: N/A
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 21:14:43 GMT -5
Corn shrugged lightly and looked out over the two-leg dens. "My sister had a moral that my brother shared as well. They were twins you see and seemed to share the same mind. After we were left behind and we found out the same was happening to others, they made it their mission to find a way to save everyone. They died the next day though because of those stupid dogs, unable to find out a way to fulfill their mission. So, as I buried their bodies, I vowed that I would finish their mission for them and so here I am, alone, carrying grief, and trying to help the others that live here."
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Bisexual
Nightwisher
If only I could be so grossly incandescent
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 13, 2019 21:22:13 GMT -5
"Wait, if you three were litter mates, wouldn't that make you triplets?" The she-cat asked, a bit confused. She had been an only kit herself, but Snow had had litter mates, as well as younger and older siblings. That had been how he always described it. The young cat pushed herself to her paws. Her guard was starting to slip away a bit as her confusion grew. "So, they voiced a mission for a day, never was able to do anything about it because..." She didn't want to end the sentence so bluntly. "And then, because it was voiced, you decided it was your job to make it happen?" That's what it sounded like at least. Honestly, it didn't make sense to her. Maybe she would have to talk to Snow about why it was such an important thing to do to hold up your litter mate's wishes. This cat sounded dramatic, but it also sounded like he'd been through quite a lot, and recently...Scar would try to hold off any rash judgement because of that. "I guess I just don't get it. Sorry."
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: Two-Leg Place Interactions: Corn (Jekyll ) Mentions: N/A
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Post by Ruby Fox on Jan 13, 2019 21:22:31 GMT -5
Ice // Therubyfox 19 moons // She-cat // Bi // Loner// Ice has sleek, medium length snowy white pelt. Ice is very tall and rather muscular for such a young cat, and is very proud of this. Her eyes are a warm yellow in color that turns into a darker gold color around her pupils. Ice does have a few tiny scars that cover the top of her muzzle. // Despite being named after something cold, Ice is rather warm and friendly. She likes to socialize with other cats, and pays close attention to drama and rumors. As she would rather have some information on a cat or situation then going in blindly. Ice is rather transparent, but she will use her looks to help her manipulate cats and situations that make her uncomfortable. // Her mother and father were both kittypets, but she doesn't remember them // Future Clan 1 // She was a outdoor kittypet, but became a loner due to her housefolk leaving her behind.
Dutch // Therubyfox 27 moons // Tom // Straight // Loner A large, slender but heavily battle scared tom. Dutch's fur is short but spiked on the back and sides of his neck, and also on the top of his head as well. The color of his fur is a lilac color with a darker almost black point, and his eyes are a rich amber in color. // Dutch is a rather friendly tom and if you stay on his good side he will treat you like family, but if you cross him or his loved ones, he is a force to be reckoned with. He will defend what is his, and will do what is necessary for him to survive. // His mother's name is Arril and his father was named Kris // Future Clan 2 //
Lulu // Therubyfox 12 moons // She-cat // Straight // Kittypet Lulu is a glossy long furred, golden colored she-cat with cream colored paws and chest. Her fur is thick, making Lulu look much larger then she actually is. Lulu has bright emerald colored eyes and very long whiskers.// Lulu is like any other overly pampered kittypet, and is still very naive when it comes to the real world. // Her mother's name was Coco and her father's name was Mossy. // Future Clan 2 //
Meeko // Therubyfox 20 moons // Tom // Bi // Loner Meeko is a large but thin tom with short silver fur and black paws. Meeko has rather long claws that poke out from his fuzzy paws when they are sheathed. His eyes are a deep blue in color, and his whiskers are rather short. // Meeko is a kind soul, and would only harm someone out of self defense. He can be a bit of a flit at times, but once he commits to someone he is loyal to them. // He doesnt remember his family. // Future Clan 1 //
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 21:25:17 GMT -5
Accepted! You can choose one of my cats to rp with if you want))
Corn thought of how to explain it. "I call them twins because not only did they think alike but they looked like duplicates of each other. It was kind of freaky actually. I hold up their mission because of my love for them. It keeps their memories close I guess. Plus, I know it's the right thing to do."
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 13, 2019 21:37:02 GMT -5
Corn looked over at the she-cat and watched the reflection of the two-leg place in her eyes. The sight of it and the events of the day, the courage she had showed, it made him feel happy for the first time in a few days. "So, I would love to meet this, Snow."
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Post by Ruby Fox on Jan 13, 2019 21:41:12 GMT -5
( Jekyll could my gal Ice meet Salt, and Nightwisher could my girl Lulu come across your tom Skipper?)
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