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Post by Jekyll on Jan 19, 2019 22:46:17 GMT -5
you haven't changed your location yet. Lol))
Curl, after glancing over them, allowed a smile to split her features. "Hello, I'm Curl. I'm sure you can guess why I was named that." She laughed lightly and moved forward to look at Scar. "Hello little one. You don't have to hide, I don't bite, yet at least." Another chuckle bubbled up from her. "Though I won't even think of hurting a kit of course." She looked around, her fur parting to show a light blue collar beneath with a silver tag.
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Corn sighed and shook his head softly. "She's kind, nothing to be afraid of." Corn laughed at her words before standing again. "Come on, the other three said they would only wait till sunhigh and if we didn't arrive wuld leave. It isn't safe where they wanted to meet, it's close to where those dogs have started to live." He shuddered lightly before sighing. "Don't worry though, as long as we're quiet we shouldn't run into them.
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 19, 2019 22:55:45 GMT -5
(Oof, hard to keep up with all the stuff I'm doing) "Don't patronize me." Scar responded, her eyes narrowing into a glare. "I'm going to be the one teaching you to hunt, and you want to call me a kit?" The young she-cat had risen to a standing position, though it was still non-threatening with her size. Though, with the look she was getting from Snow she lowered herself back down and kept her mouth shut. Her attention went to Corn as he spoke about meeting the others. Great, near the dogs. This entire place was filled with mouse-brains.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: The Two-Leg Place Interactions: Curl Mentions: Corn _______________________________________________________
Snow closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He knew, the second that Curl started to address Scar, it was not going to be taken well. He shot the young she-cat a glance, trying to get her to stop talking before she offended the kitty-pet, or somehow turned it into a much bigger thing than it was. "Forgive her. She's still new to making friends. And though she's young, the last thing you should do is treat her like she is. She saved Corn just yesterday, after all." He flashed Corn a look. He, out of the two kitty-pets, should know not the treat Scar like a kit. "Let's hurry then, before we miss them." Snow hurried after Corn, knowing Scar was by his side.
_________________________________________________ ~Snow~ Location: The Two-Leg Place Interactions: Corn and Curl Mentions: N/A
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 19, 2019 23:00:54 GMT -5
Curl frowned slightly and looked at Corn. "I was only trying to be nice. Did I do something wrong?" She let out a small sigh and followed the other thee, deciding to just be quiet so she wouldn't offend anyone else.
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Corn smiled at the other she-cat softly. "That's just Scar, you didn't do anything wrong Curl." With that he led them back into the streets of two-leg place, going through alleys and over fences, around dens and past monsters that slept. After what felt like an eternity the tom halted and his fur began to spike again as he turned to look at them. "Stay quiet and move quickly." He then continued on, staying in the shadows and near places where they could hide or climb to get away from harm. The sun was almost at its peak when they finally entered a small den that was barely big enough to fit ten cats. On the other side of the room, sitting in a line staring at the entrance, were three cats.
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 19, 2019 23:31:20 GMT -5
The small she-cat remained silent for the rest of the time. Her paw steps were silent, especially compared to the others. Even Snow was quiet compared to the jingling of the collars. So, when it came to sneaking, and being fast, Scar had no issue. Though, when they entered the den, she hid behind Snow once more.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: The Two-Leg Place Interactions: N/A Mentions: N/A _______________________________________________________
Snow felt bad for Curl, who just didn't know better... well, she would learn, and that was about as much as he could ask for with other cats and Scar. He hurried about the other cats, taking up the rear so that he could fight off anything that chased them, if anything chased them. They seemed to have gotten lucky. "Hello." The large tom greeted the three cats, when they finally made it inside.
_________________________________________________ ~Snow~ Location: The Two-Leg Place Interactions: New Cats Mentions: Curl
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 20, 2019 0:05:52 GMT -5
The cat on the far left side had baby-fine, light bluish fur with a deep burnt orange tail and toes. Her eyes were small and colored a veil blue, placed on a heart shaped head with a smooth face. Her ears with close set and oddly shaped, pricked as she listened to the four that entered but she made no sign to move. The cat to the far right was a she-cat as well, though she was larger and her fur was long and a dirty, desert desert sand color with dark cinnamon markings around her eyes and spots on her tail. Her eyes showed more of her personality and were and olive green hue, set upon a pleasant face with a round head. Her long, upright ears perked when the others entered and her whip-like tail began to move silently behind her. It was the cat in the middle who moved, stepping forward a few pawsteps and bowing his head in greeting to the four. Muscles rippled under his scraggly, tawny colored fur, the orange markings on his face shining and his orange toes curling slightly as he took each pawstep. He was unusually large with a head that was taller than it was wide and had a plain face. He had close set, oddly shaped ears much like the bluish she-cat though his tail was short, a mix between the non-existent one of the bluish she-cat and the long of the desert colored she-cat. When he spoke, his voice was deep and resonated from his chest. "Hello Corn, it is good to see you again. I take it these are the ones you spoke of? Minus the kittypet of course." He sat down now and gestured to his sisters. "This is Ash and Spring," he gestured to the desert colored she-cat first and then the bluish she-cat second. "I am called Orange."
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 25, 2019 14:20:22 GMT -5
hi))
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 27, 2019 0:55:16 GMT -5
It's alright!))
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 28, 2019 4:58:35 GMT -5
Scar's dark, leaf green eyes oscillated between the three cats in front of them as she poked her head out from behind Snow. None of them really looked like a threat, except for the large tom in the center who may have been even larger than Snow, though it was hard to tell from where the young she-cat was. As the large tom stepped forward, Scar ducked behind Snow even farther, deciding that she would just listen to the conversation.
Though, when Snow introduced her, stepping to the side to reveal her, Scar sat up straight, curling her long tail around her paws. "Hello." She said dipping her head respectfully to Orange, her voice high pitched, mostly from her age. It had dropped quite a bit in the month that she had been traveling with her companion, but it still had a bit more to drop before she would actually sound like an adult. Despite how she had been hiding from the other cats, she seemed confident now that Snow had revealed her. She shot him a warning glance as he brought up her age and size, but she would let it go for now. Scar lifted her head proudly when Snow said she would probably be the most helpful. "Being raised in the forest you learn a few things." She said simply in response to Snow, meeting Orange's gaze levelly. Something about him, maybe his size, but it made Scar want to prove herself even more. From her experience, save for Snow most of the time, her size and her age meant older, bigger cats would pick on her. "So you're the kitty-pets we have to train?" She asked, before giving a nod and pushing herself to her paws. "Then we should get started as soon as possible. We have a lot of work to do." Really, she just wanted to teach them as quickly as she could so that Snow and she could leave without his moral conscious getting on her nerves. Well, that's what she was telling herself anyway. She wouldn't have been able to leave without worry about them either.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: The Two-Leg Place Interactions: Orange Mentions: Ash, Spring, Corn, and Curl _______________________________________________________
Snow's blue eyes quickly assessed the three cats in front of him. They were all interesting, in the colors or markings, even their tails. Though he didn't really care too much about that, he cared how able-pawed they looked. They seemed alright, though he quickly turned his attention to the large tom. It was odd seeing a cat that was around his size, possibly even larger.
Snow dipped his head in return. "Hello, it's nice to meet you three. I'm glad you all were able to make it safely. Hopefully we can make it back to Corn's without any issue." The large white tom turned his gaze upon the small corn-silk cat for a moment before looking back to Orange. "My name is Snow, I'm a barn cat turned loner by choice, though some have called me a rogue merely for my size." His whiskers twitched in amusement. He figured that a quick introduction with a bit of backstory would lead to the easiest way of these cats trusting him and Scar to actually giving him and his companion some authority that they knew what they were doing when it came to survival. "This is Scar. She may be young but she's skilled. My best suggestion with her is don't underestimate her. And don't bring up her age or size." It may have come off as a joke, of sorts, but he was serious. "She was born and raised in the forest. You just have to take one look at her to see. In all honesty, she might be more help to you than I will be. But we'll both do our best to help" Of course, he meant the scar, and the wild but determined look in her eye when he mentioned being able to see she was raised in the forest.
_________________________________________________ ~Snow~ Location: The Two-Leg Place Interactions: Orange Mentions: Ash and Spring
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 28, 2019 13:58:07 GMT -5
Orange felt his fur bristle at the word but with quick warning glances from his sisters the tom managed to keep his calm as he stood and padded idly back to his sisters before looking over his shoulder, right at Scar. "I would advise to never call me a kittypet again. My sisters do not offendment by the term but I do. I have given up that life just like our housefolk gave up us and so I will not stand to be called a kittypet." His eyes shone with a burning flame, threatening them to call him by the term. After a few moments he relaxed again and nodded to each of the she-cats by his side. "Ash and Spring, lets go."
"Orange you know you don;t control us." Ash stood her tail lashing behind her as a sudden fight came to her and unseen muscles rippled under her pelt. "I seem to recall me beating you in open combat when you had nowhere to duck and come at me from behind." She sneered softly, watching her brother's ears go back. The she-cat now turned to look at the others and nodded in greeting. "I can tell that Scar is strong and dependable. Sorry for my brother's attitude though, he can be a bit protective of us. Now, we do know a bit but not enough to stand any chance against real fighters."
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 30, 2019 0:48:34 GMT -5
Scar's narrowed her eyes just slightly, noticing the early signs of Orange's annoyance. A flash of both understand and amusement flashed across the young cat's features before she dipped her head to the large tom. "I didn't know. Both Corn and Curl found offence in the name, I had no reason to believe you would either. Now that I know, I won't call you that anymore." She said, her tail drumming against her paws when he commanded his sisters to follow him. Well, he certainly was short tempered wasn't he? Though, Scar really wasn't one to talk. Her eyes narrowed once more when Ash spoke back. So, Orange didn't have the power of a leader like he thought he did. Interesting.
The young she cat's whiskers twitched when the blue she-cat spoke about beating the large tom in battle. That either spoke to the skill of Ash or the lack thereof of Orange, either way, it amused the small back feline. Scar's attention quickly turned to the she-cat as she addressed them. She couldn't help but hold her head a little bit higher at Ashe's praise. "Don't worry, in time you'll be able to hold off a fox." Scar's shoulders rolled back a bit, the scar across her shoulder and back rippling with the action, it was her natural reaction whenever the word 'fox' was brought up around her, even when she did it herself. The small black-cat turned her attention to Snow, Corn, and Curl. "We should probably get back to Corn's den, so we can get as well situated as possible. Then maybe we could go hunting," though at the last suggestion it was more pointed at Snow than anyone else.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: The Two-Leg Place Interactions: Orange, Ash, Corn, Curl, and Snow Mentions: N/A _______________________________________________________
Snow's pushed himself to his paws, ready to defend Scar if he had to. With his skill, and size, it would have been easy to take the other tom down in a fight. Luckily, it didn't come to that. Snow's interested piqued when Ash stood up to her brother, she watched the two of them closely, wondering how this would play out. Despite Orange's apparent role at first, Ash seemed to be the better fit leader of the two. Or, that was what Snow gathered from this interaction at least. His gaze rested on Ash as she spoke, his deep blue eyes taking her in fully now that she had his complete attention. She was rather pretty, her eyes full of spirit.
Before he realized it, Scar had asked him a question. "Huh?" he looked down to his friend. "Oh yeah, good idea." Snow turned to Corn. "Care to lead the way?" The white tom asked, ready to get moving. Especially before the dogs realized that they were all there. The sooner they got away from here, the better.
_________________________________________________ ~Snow~ Location: The Two-Leg Place Interactions: Corn and Scar Mentions: Orange
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Post by Jekyll on Jan 30, 2019 13:22:04 GMT -5
Orange just rolled his eyes and batted at his sister. "Yeah yeah, no need to rub it in. Come on Spring." He turned to his other sister and smiled. The three seemed close, and really were as they had had each other only after being left behind.
Spring stood, shaking out her fur with a quick motion before moving forward and joining the group. The three siblings stayed close to each other as Corn led the way from the shed.
The corn-silk colored tom exited the shed and gazed around with a steady gaze, once he was sure all was clear the tom led the way among den after den, jumping over fences and going over roofs, until finally he stopped and led the way into one. The outside was normal, white walls and a red tin roof like most of the other dens. Hanging plants and wide windows that had been left open. Rugs lay on clotheslines outside and tables and chairs were set up in a garden space. Inside, the floor was hardwood, the shiny color of cherry wood shining up before white walls towered upwards and a tan ceiling hovered over their heads. LEading the way in Corn took them into each room on a tour.
The first room was the kitchen. A large white box sat to one side with a black box next to it that Corn said produced heat. Counters and cabinets of oak wood set about the area and a island came up in the center of the room. Windows lay among the walls, all open as well.
The next room was larger and more spacious, with several couches laying about, al a light blue hue with black and white throw pillows on them. Houseplants sat atop different tables in the area and some smelled weird, especially a leafy one with spikes on it.
The next three rooms were all similar, a large bed took up most of the space with tables and dresses around as well. One room as papers all over the wall and books lay around haphazardly. Another room was neat and bigger than the other two, with a bathroom of marble attached. The last of the three was filled with toys and small beds, little two-leg pelts scattered around as well.
The next room was another marble bathroom though there were fuzzy pelts on the floor and the reflection glass was broken.
The final rooms were all small, closets and such, the washing room where pelts were scattered everywhere, and an indoor garden with a small pond in the center that Corn seemed mighty fond of.
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Post by Nightwisher on Jan 31, 2019 5:59:04 GMT -5
Scar followed after Corn without hesitation, keeping her ears perked for any sounds that would be considered a threat. Luckily, they made it to the den without any issues. It was huge, with multiple small dens inside that Corn called "rooms". And there were odd boxes that did different things, and strange grass on some of the floors. Two-leg dens were so odd... The small she-cat jumped up onto on of the large, soft rocks, a "couch" apparently. Whatever, the words weren't very important, but this entire place made Scar feel uneasy.
"Well, it's definitely large enough for a large group of cats." The young she-cat stated as she looked around the room from atop the back of the couch. "The real question is, is there enough prey around to feed all of us. We're most likely going to have to be going into the forest to hunt." She stated simply, jumping down and landing gracefully next to Snow.
__________________________________________ ~Scar~ Location: The Two-Leg Place (Corn's Den) Interactions: Anyone Mentions: Corn and Snow _______________________________________________________
"We'll have to do what we can from here. This den is too far into the two-leg place to safely catch prey in the forest and move it here." Snow responded to his friend as he continued taking in the area. It reminded him of the two-leg's den that he used to stay near. He was never allowed in, but he had seen it from the windows, or when the door was kept open. It was odd actually being inside of one. "I'm sure the more the two-legs leave, the less their monsters will be roaming around, the more prey will come. Though...how long that will take, I'm not sure. We'll do our best with what we're given." He turned his attention to the other cats. "Your two-legs would give you food right? The dry pellets?" He ignored the clear disgust on Scar's face. "Is there any of that left? If we gathered enough of that, it could at least feed us until we have a way of hunting enough food for all of us."
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~Snow~ Location: The Two-Leg Place Interactions: Everyone Mentions: Scar
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Post by Jekyll on Feb 2, 2019 22:01:59 GMT -5
Night, there aren't any carpets in this house))
Oranger was clearly set off by being back in a two-leg den but decided it was better than nothing and jumped up onto a smaller couch (a chair really) followed shortly after by his sisters. The three laid down, curling around each other comfortably but keeping their heads up as they looked at the other four with curious eyes.
Curl shrugged lightly before letting out a sigh. "I wish I could help but my two-legs gave me the last of my food before they left. I've managed to find small in the alleys but nothing else really. Though there may be rats and such in the alleys now since two-leg trash has been left out and that weird monster hasn't been picking it up.
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Post by Jekyll on Mar 15, 2019 14:43:21 GMT -5
That's okay. I've been taking a break but I'm back now and my rp spirit is back and full))
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Post by Jekyll on Mar 22, 2019 18:02:28 GMT -5
bump))
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