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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 29, 2017 5:04:38 GMT -5
"Well yeah, foxes and things..." Nix said and frowned, "But I was joking. Now let's get back to the shelter, it's cold out here!" She said, slightly shivering.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 29, 2017 5:05:04 GMT -5
(I gotta go to bed, see ya later though!)
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Post by Briarspirit on May 29, 2017 8:45:39 GMT -5
(Okay see you)
Stripe got up to his paws. "Alright." He followed Nix back to the shelter under the roof. "And...thanks," he muttered.
Tawn saw her brother and Nix came back. She raised her tail as a welcome. "I thought you two were going to stay in the rain and talk forever," she teased gently, but her gaze softened when it fell on Nix.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 29, 2017 16:17:27 GMT -5
"No problem," Nix said, and turned around, climbing back onto the beam and resting her body upon a support as she dozed into a small sleep.
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Post by Briarspirit on May 29, 2017 21:02:54 GMT -5
When the rain finally seemed to stop, Tawn rose and stretched. "Okay, I guess it's time to go home," she mewed with a yawn. She turned to Nix. "We live on this side of the stream. What about you?"
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 29, 2017 22:00:01 GMT -5
"The other side, a bit deeper into the woods in a hollow oak tree." Nix answered, and smiled athletes eh two cats.
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Post by Briarspirit on May 29, 2017 23:18:18 GMT -5
"We've never been there before," Tawn mewed thoughtfully. She then flicked her tail. "You can come visit us anytime you like. We live further down the stream, in an abandoned doghouse." She pointed the direction for Nix. "You may come across some kittypets there."
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 29, 2017 23:26:27 GMT -5
"Cool! Nice meeting you Stripe, and Tawn!" Nix exclaimed, and looked back toward the woods, "You feel free to visit as well!" she offered.
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Post by Briarspirit on May 29, 2017 23:33:08 GMT -5
Tawn waved a good-bye with her tail. "We definitely will!" she purred. She then turned to Stripe.
Stripe's gaze was fixed on Nix until she disappeared behind the woods. It was only after the she-cat couldn't be seen anymore did he speak. "Seems like we finally find another rogue around," he mewed. Before seeing Nix, he had thought there were only two rogues living in the woods.
"Yes, and she seems to have a kind spirit," Tawn replied, giving herself a shake. "Come on. Let's go. I'd want to get home before dark."
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on May 30, 2017 8:02:10 GMT -5
This looks cool, I hope you don't mind if I join!
Fallen is a solid lilac she-cat with sharp features. She has slightly narrowed bright green eyes that study her surrounding carefully. Her muzzle seems to almost be canine-like, but serves no advantage on the battlefield. She is a bit on the smaller side, but not small enough to be considered 'dainty'. She has a pessimistic outlook on life and all things associated with it. Fallen never really likes to take anything but the hard facts of survival into mind when making decisions, causing her to be narrow-minded in a sense. Fiery and fierce, she won't stop 'til she drops, and then she'll try once more. The sky's the limit for her. And not to mention, 'mercy' doesn't seem to be available in her vocabulary. Maybe it has something to do with her natural impulse to survive, but this she-cat is relentless. Although her feistiness and compulsion to survive sometimes drives her in the wrong direction, Fallen is usually calculated and thinks before she leaps.
Fallen is more of a nomad than anything, she rarely stays in one place. Currently, she is hunkering down with a few friendly kittypets that offered her a place to stay. It isn't ideal, but soon she will set out for deeper into the woods.
I'll add more cats when more people join.
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Post by Briarspirit on May 30, 2017 8:59:47 GMT -5
I definitely won't mind! Thanks for joining:)
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on May 30, 2017 11:08:46 GMT -5
Thanks! .w. )
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Post by Briarspirit on May 30, 2017 20:02:12 GMT -5
(I'll skip to the next day)
Woken by the warm sun, Tawn gave herself a moment to enjoy the morning sunlight. She could see that the ground was dry from the rain yesterday. She got up to her paws and left the doghouse, watching the deep woods across the stream. She wanted to visit Nix and give herself a little adventure on unfamiliar territory at the same time. But that would have to wait until Stripe returns. Her brother must be out hunting, for he was always the one who brings back prey.
Stripe was at the Twoleg's place. He wished to visit his kittypet friends there. The encounter with Nix had reminded him of his terrible social skills and he wished to fix it by speaking to some familiar faces.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 31, 2017 0:40:48 GMT -5
Nix was wondering around the Twoleg area, she was scrounging for food, and her eyes narrowed, scenting something familiar. Her bristled fur lowered as she smiled, "Hey Stripe!" she said, turning a corner and walking up to the tom.
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Post by Briarspirit on May 31, 2017 6:40:31 GMT -5
Stripe was startled at the she-cat's appearance. He wasn't expecting to find her here. "Hi Nix," he mewed, stopping as the Nix walked over. "What are you doing here?"
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on May 31, 2017 8:58:23 GMT -5
Fallen stretching her lean body out, a yawn escaping her. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes, getting sleepily to her paws. Fallen almost jumped out of her fur a the sudden contact of her paws to an unnaturally soft object. It took a heartbeat to realize she was in a twoleg den, I guess that's one way to wake up. The rogue shivered as she stepped across the pelt, she never liked twolegs. What Fallen had even appreciated about them is how noisy and stupid they were. I mean, they have nice dens and they are to dumb to notice when a new cat is living inside of it. But this was too much, there's an extent to how comfortable you can be. "I hope those kittypets don't mind me - er - stepping out for a while." the lilac she-cat murmured to herself. Fallen then padded out of her temporary residence.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jun 1, 2017 0:22:48 GMT -5
"Gathering supplies for my den, and some food!" Nix said with a smile. She looked at him curiously, "And how about yourself? She asked.
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 1, 2017 20:08:46 GMT -5
Stripe shifted his paws. "I'm here to visit some friends," he replied. "I plan to hunt later."
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jun 1, 2017 23:54:10 GMT -5
"You have friends?" Nix asked jokingly, making sure to add a playful tone, "Well, any special she-cat in your life, is that why your here?" Nix asked, playfully questioning the tom. But stopped, her eyes wandering around, "I smell something...something I don't usually smell.." she informed.
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 2, 2017 9:17:46 GMT -5
Stripe's ears pointed up in alert. "What is it?" He pressed, totally forgetting about the words Nix had said before, which were also words he need to object to.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jun 11, 2017 0:25:38 GMT -5
"A cat, I don't recognize the scent though, it's most likely not a big deal..." Nix concluded. Her eyes trailed to him, and she frowned, "Do you know how to hunt?" she asked.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jun 11, 2017 0:26:47 GMT -5
(Hey Briar, would you be interested in possibly helping me with a multi clan thing? Or one clan, either works. I have some ideas though, and would simply like to have some help with it.)
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 11, 2017 0:28:51 GMT -5
Stripe flattened his ears. "Of course. I just didn't get that, it was a bit too vague for me." Noticing he had been hostile again he quickly added, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you." he looked down at his paws, hot with embarrassment.
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 11, 2017 0:33:20 GMT -5
(Hey Briar, would you be interested in possibly helping me with a multi clan thing? Or one clan, either works. I have some ideas though, and would simply like to have some help with it.) (I am interested! But I don't know what I could do to help, maybe you can show me?) |
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jun 11, 2017 0:38:39 GMT -5
(Well, I was planning on doing a three clan RP, perhaps cats whom live on a tropical island?)
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 11, 2017 0:42:34 GMT -5
(Sounds interesting, so have you drawn a clear territory map yet or think of the Clan name:smile: ? I could help think up some names, if needed?
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2017 12:23:54 GMT -5
Patch ( BrambleIsBack )
A willowy, tall, long-legged white she-cat with black splotches all over. Her eyes are a shining amber color that are flecked with brown, vibrant against her messy pelt. Patch is very good with herbs and always thinks before leaping to a conclusion, thinking of the odds of everything quite a lot. Some might consider her a pessimist or rude, but that's because she is brutally honest. She loves to daydream and drift off with her head in the clouds.
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 12, 2017 5:42:47 GMT -5
Patch ( BrambleIsBack ) A willowy, tall, long-legged white she-cat with black splotches all over. Her eyes are a shining amber color that are flecked with brown, vibrant against her messy pelt. Patch is very good with herbs and always thinks before leaping to a conclusion, thinking of the odds of everything quite a lot. Some might consider her a pessimist or rude, but that's because she is brutally honest. She loves to daydream and drift off with her head in the clouds. (Added, thanks for joining!) |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2017 8:11:09 GMT -5
Patch padded around in the forest, quite content after a rather lucky meal had come across her path. Admiring the sunlight dappling the forest floor, she sighed happily until some scents of cats hit her. She hadn't smelled anything like that for a long time.... Deciding to investigate, she slowly moved along towards the scents.
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spacequeenhera
"If all you do is fight for your own life then your life is worth nothing." -Hera Syndulla
Pronouns: She/Her/Captain
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Post by spacequeenhera on Jun 12, 2017 19:13:31 GMT -5
[Hey, is it too late to join? Here's a description of my kitty! Please Quote me so I can see your response  ] {Cherry is a petite white she-cat with orange and black spots and soft brown eyes. Her fur is somewhat fluffy and her tail is very bushy, always kept very clean, and a source of pride for her. She has a large gash in her left ear from a run-in with a fox when she was a kit. Cherry is a gentle, sweet-natured cat with a knack for reading others. Her honest and kind nature makes her easy to talk to, and her ability to empathize with others helps her solve problems. She is quick-witted and steady in emergencies, able to keep her cool and help others as well. A loyal and steadfast cat, Cherry can be stubborn and hotheaded, resulting in her ending up in various sticky situations. Sometimes, Cherry will do or say something because she thinks it’s the right thing to do and, although her intentions are good, the outcome is… not so much. Cherry is a jokester as well, with a sarcastic sense of humor. Her goal in life is to make everyone she meets laugh.} |
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