Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jun 12, 2017 19:38:26 GMT -5
Fallen padded through the alleyways - she learned that word from one of her many kittypet encounters - or the twolegplace. This one wasn't the biggest she had ever seen, more on the smaller side than anything. "At least I can breathe." The she-cat mumbled taking a stop near something another loner had called a 'trash can'. "I can't wait until I find a forest or something." Fallen sighed. The scent of the twolegplace was so overwhelming Fallen couldn't just track down a forest.
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 12, 2017 21:40:24 GMT -5
As the scent grew stronger, Stripe noticed the mix scents of different cats in the air. He pricked his ears. "There are more than one cat." Turning around he mewed, " I should go."
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 12, 2017 21:41:34 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.} Of course it isn't too late! Thanks for joining! However I can only add you when I have a laptop later, but you could RP right away)
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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 22:14:33 GMT -5
[Thank you!]
Cherry glanced up and down, checking for any Twolegs. She wasn't in the mood to run into any. Seeing none, Cherry darted out from under the crow-food container she had taken refuge under to avoid a passing Twoleg with its dog. She slowed down when she decided she was far enough away and began to trot along beside the thunderpath, keeping her eyes open for any of the roaring monsters that hunted here.
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 12, 2017 22:31:17 GMT -5
Realizing Stripe would take longer than usual to come home, Tawn decided to go out for a walk herself. She headed towards the twolegplace, thinking of her friends who live by the Thunderpath. As she approached the fences of her friends' house, she saw Cherry trotting carefully. She stopped. "Hi there!" She yelled.
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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 22:37:09 GMT -5
Realizing Stripe would take longer than usual to come home, Tawn decided to go out for a walk herself. She headed towards the twolegplace, thinking of her friends who live by the Thunderpath. As she approached the fences of her friends' house, she saw Cherry trotting carefully. She stopped. "Hi there!" She yelled. Cherry jumped, startled by the sudden voice, and whipped around to see a tortoiseshell she-cat staring at her with bright green eyes. Cherry hesitated, silently weighing her options. After only a couple seconds of wariness, Cherry decided that the she-cat hadn't sounded threatening or hostile. "Hello," Cherry called back. She made no move to step closer, but she didn't back away either. She'd let the she-cat make the next move. [PS, I have chores to do, so I might not be back on tonight. I'll try to, but no promises.]
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 12, 2017 22:47:08 GMT -5
(I understand, I might not be able to reply right away either!)
Tawn saw the she-cat's startled reaction and felt regretted. Maybe she should start by greeting in a lighter tone. "I'm sorry to have startled you. I just haven't seen you around before and hope to have a friendly start." She gave a wry smile. "I guess I failed."
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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 23:01:42 GMT -5
(I understand, I might not be able to reply right away either!) Tawn saw the she-cat's startled reaction and felt regretted. Maybe she should start by greeting in a lighter tone. "I'm sorry to have startled you. I just haven't seen you around before and hope to have a friendly start." She gave a wry smile. "I guess I failed." [I'm back, but probably not for long. It's 9 pm where I am.] "Oh, no, it's okay," Cherry assured her, sitting down and letting her tail rest on her paws. "I just wasn't expecting you is all. My name's Cherry. What's yours?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2017 7:02:36 GMT -5
Patch felt a prick of fear as the scents grew stronger, b continued to follow them. Stopping right when they were at their strongest, she could spot two cats conversing happily. "Did I interrupt anything?" She asked, tilting her head curiously.
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 13, 2017 7:14:35 GMT -5
"I'm Tawn," Tawn replied to Cherry. It was then did she notice Patch. She greeted the white she-cat warmly. "No, we were just introducing ourselves. I'm Tawn, I live near the stream in the woods."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2017 16:12:08 GMT -5
Patch nodded. "Hello, I'm Patch. I prefer to travel." She introduced herself in a light tone, looking to see the cat named Cherry.
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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 14, 2017 17:43:16 GMT -5
Cherry nodded to Tawn. "I'm Cherry," she told Patch. Turning back to Tawn, she asked curiously, "Do you live with other cats. I have to confess, I get lonely sometimes." Cherry twitched her ears excitedly.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2017 18:56:13 GMT -5
"No. I mostly travel around, caring for the occasional injured cat here and there. I wish I was with others, though. It would make everything better." Patch admitted, sitting down and concluding that these cats she had just met were non-threatening. Quickly calculating the probability of them attacking, she concluded that it was a very small chance.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jun 14, 2017 19:42:40 GMT -5
"Stripe wait!" Nix said, her eyes widening, "Rogues can be dangerous..." Nix said, yet she was being contradicting, as she could be dangerous. Her icy eyes shone in warning as she turned the corner, spotting Fallen, and she let off a growl.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jun 14, 2017 19:44:18 GMT -5
( Briarspirit and everyone else whom is interested: I made a clan planning page finally, you can help me out like we discussed Briar if you like, some things have been changed up, here is the link.)
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 14, 2017 20:06:09 GMT -5
Stripe stopped as he saw Fallen. He was hoping to avoid running into any more cats, but he had failed. Frustrated, he sat back down, narrowing his eyes at the newcomer.
"I live with my brother," Tawn mewed to the two other cats. "It's usually just me and him staring at each other for the whole day, but we just ran into another she-cat the day before. I didn't know there are so many cats around!"
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 14, 2017 20:07:11 GMT -5
( Briarspirit and everyone else whom is interested: I made a clan planning page finally, you can help me out like we discussed Briar if you like, some things have been changed up, here is the link.) (I'll definitely take a look!)
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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 14, 2017 21:30:07 GMT -5
Cherry flicked her tail. More cats! "What's your brother's name?" she asked Tawn. She glanced at Patch as she spoke. Maybe she could stay with Tawn, at least for a little bit. And maybe Patch could come too! Cherry hated to think like a naive little kitten, but she couldn't stop wondering... what if they became a family? Cherry had always wanted a family. Her mother had died when she was young, and Cherry had no siblings. She'd always dreamed of having a family that cared for her. Maybe this was her chance!
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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 Jun 14, 2017 22:56:52 GMT -5
Fallen flinched at the sudden appearance of two strange cats. She narrowed her eyes studying the tom and she-cat as briskly as she could. Neither of them seemed very pleased to see her, growls and narrowed eyes were never a good sign when looking to avoid a fight. There was a slight chance she might be able to take down one, but both? No way. Then what would Fallen do now? Get beaten to a pulp by some randos? Maybe a different approach is needed? Perhaps a more...friendly one. The fawn loner pondered over for a heartbeat. "What do you want?"
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jun 14, 2017 23:01:30 GMT -5
"To know who you are..." Nix said, calming herself a bit and backing up her attitude. Her eyes watching Fallen curiously, as if suspicious even.
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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 Jun 15, 2017 12:41:53 GMT -5
Fallen stared down the white and silver she-cat hotly, her tail twitching in slight annoyance. Kittypets were so much easier to deal with and be 'friendly' towards than a rogue. "Mind your own busin-" Wait, they might know where a forest is... The fawn she-cat huffed her sharp look dissolving. "The name's Fallen, yours?"
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 23, 2017 7:05:06 GMT -5
"I'm Stripe," Stripe replied shortly. Remembering his regrets on being unfriendly towards any first-met cats, he added in a friendlier tone, "Sorry to have scared you. I didn't expect to see so many cats around."
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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 Jun 23, 2017 10:46:44 GMT -5
Fallen scoffed at the tom, "You'd better be sorry." A bit too much? The fawn she-cat thought it over. Nah. "Anyways, do you mouse brains know where I can find the forest? If you can't tell, I'm new to the area."
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 23, 2017 19:58:32 GMT -5
"There, you'll have to head back from where you came," Stripe mewed. He pointed out the direction with his tail. "You will see a barn on the way. When you see the barn, turn left. Then you should be by a forest with a stream flowing by." Cherry flicked her tail. More cats! "What's your brother's name?" she asked Tawn. She glanced at Patch as she spoke. Maybe she could stay with Tawn, at least for a little bit. And maybe Patch could come too! Cherry hated to think like a naive little kitten, but she couldn't stop wondering... what if they became a family? Cherry had always wanted a family. Her mother had died when she was young, and Cherry had no siblings. She'd always dreamed of having a family that cared for her. Maybe this was her chance! Tawn purred. "My brother's name is Stripe. He's a great hunter, but he's quite grouchy." She tilted her head. "Do you know the woods? We live in the woods, near the stream. I could show you the place, and if you'd like, maybe we could all settle there, where it would be easier to take care of each other." I hope Stripe doesn't get crazy for this, she thought to herself silently.
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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 Jun 27, 2017 9:00:30 GMT -5
Fallen flicked her ear in a silent thanks, taking off in the direction the tom had advised her to travel in. Then abruptly, she stopped, "How do I know you're not trying to trick me?" She had seen it before in a large twolegplace with buildings that touched silverpelt. Fallen had come across a cat and asked, like she usually did, for a route out of the twolegplace. They then gave her false directions, leading her into what smelled like a whole group of cats that smelled like crowfood. Luckily, no one was there and she booked it, asking for directions once again. "I demand you come with me." Then fawn she-cat hissed.
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Post by Briarspirit on Jun 30, 2017 10:31:53 GMT -5
Stripe heaved a sigh. He was wishing for some peace on his own. "Alright, I'll come with you." He lead the she-cat towards their den, wishing this would be the end of his eventful morning. "Why are you heading for the forest, anyway?" The question slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it. Oh no, I must have picked up one of Tawn's bossy habits. he thought crossly to himself when the question came out.
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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 Jul 6, 2017 19:39:26 GMT -5
Fallen glared pointedly at Stripe, her gaze suspicious. Where is this coming from? What business does he have knowing what brought me to the forest? She had nearly taken to closing her eyes in thought when it struck her: what could she gain from it? Maybe he could tell me about the cats in the area. It could help me avoid any headaches. Fallen looked Stripe head on, if he messed with her, she would deal with him anyways. "Just traveling. Looking for somewhere permanent someday.". She kicked up a cloud of dust, "Traveled along a thunderpath which brought me to the twolegplace - which stinks."
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nya (peppersteak)
currently will not be on for about a week b/c i'm moving. pls pm me if you need to say smthing!
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Post by nya (peppersteak) on Jul 6, 2017 21:21:14 GMT -5
(hello! is it too late to join?) Yammer (peppersteak) Yammer is a chocolate tortoishell; her pelt is a dark, warm brown with several lighter flecks, with a white underbelly that spreads to her legs and paws. She has sharp features and a strong, muscular build. Yammer is, ironically, a quiet type of person. She knows how to carefully nitpick details and observe from the shadows- that being said, she's horrible at doing anything about it. Her manipulation skills are so bad she wouldn't be able to sweet talk herself out of a paper bag. She has a sly sense of humor that's often used to poke fun at people, and tends to not realize when she's going too far. Calm and collected around danger, but if pushed too far, she'll panic easily. She's a very individualistic and icy cat by nature, but she warms up easily and frequently places her trust in the wrong paws. She was born a kittypet, but ran away as a kit.
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Post by Briarspirit on Jul 11, 2017 9:41:41 GMT -5
(hello! is it too late to join?) Yammer (peppersteak) Yammer is a chocolate tortoishell; her pelt is a dark, warm brown with several lighter flecks, with a white underbelly that spreads to her legs and paws. She has sharp features and a strong, muscular build. Yammer is, ironically, a quiet type of person. She knows how to carefully nitpick details and observe from the shadows- that being said, she's horrible at doing anything about it. Her manipulation skills are so bad she wouldn't be able to sweet talk herself out of a paper bag. She has a sly sense of humor that's often used to poke fun at people, and tends to not realize when she's going too far. Calm and collected around danger, but if pushed too far, she'll panic easily. She's a very individualistic and icy cat by nature, but she warms up easily and frequently places her trust in the wrong paws. She was born a kittypet, but ran away as a kit. Hi! It's never too late to join, the roleplay would always be open. Thanks a lot for joining! I'll try my best to be more active
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Post by Briarspirit on Jul 11, 2017 9:49:42 GMT -5
Fallen glared pointedly at Stripe, her gaze suspicious. Where is this coming from? What business does he have knowing what brought me to the forest? She had nearly taken to closing her eyes in thought when it struck her: what could she gain from it? Maybe he could tell me about the cats in the area. It could help me avoid any headaches. Fallen looked Stripe head on, if he messed with her, she would deal with him anyways. "Just traveling. Looking for somewhere permanent someday.". She kicked up a cloud of dust, "Traveled along a thunderpath which brought me to the twolegplace - which stinks." Stripe gave a little smile when he heard her last few words. "The twolegplace doesn't smell too pleasant, but there's plenty things we could get out of there." To his surprise, words seemed to come more naturally when he was talking to this she-cat. The encounter with all those strangers must have changed me, he thought to himself. In addition, he mewed, "So where do you come from? My sister and I have settled here since we're kits, and so I never got the opportunity to go far."
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