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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 18:55:49 GMT -5
Also I’m down for a new day soon~
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 18:57:36 GMT -5
If we want we can come up with a general idea of the predators/prey in the area o:
All this is mostly a loose concept sort of territory so we could have whatever we wanted. I’m assuming with mountains we’d have things like bears, wolves, maybe even mountain lions? Elk, moose, anything really
Yessss make all the doggos
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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 19:03:23 GMT -5
YAAAAAAAAA
i make dog when I get home c:
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 19:11:06 GMT -5
let’s all make barn cats and dogs now. This rp is now about the barn
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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 19:12:02 GMT -5
LMAOOOO
The plot was actually a farce - now that you’re here you MUST join the barn
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Post by whispering on Aug 16, 2023 19:14:09 GMT -5
from etherclan to barnclan😂
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 19:44:56 GMT -5
*chants*
Join the barn. Join the barn, join the barn
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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 19:59:38 GMT -5
The barn is life!!
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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 20:05:10 GMT -5
Level | Protective | Assertive Large grey fawn Anatolian Shepard Livestock Guardian Dog // 48 moons // @ extremelyextra I will find him a picture and add him to my original joining post once I’m homeeeeee |
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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 20:08:42 GMT -5
[mention]light [/mention] Bo would probably be super fond of Wonder out of all the barn cats this far cause he sees her as just a pure little bean
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 20:20:29 GMT -5
Do I wanna make a red or blue heeler,,,
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Post by Light on Aug 16, 2023 20:21:47 GMT -5
(Yayyy! ^^ Wonder might like sit with Bo sometimes, because she feels safe in his presence. Maybe he saved her from something once, which helped strengthen the bond. :3
How will language be between cats and dogs? Limited, full, or nonexistent?)
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Post by whispering on Aug 16, 2023 20:22:58 GMT -5
muffin all the way
idk if y’all watch bluey but blue all the way
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 20:25:53 GMT -5
I know I’m gonna have it to where Alice can semi-communicate with the dogs so if anybody else wants to go with that be my guest uwu
I do watch bluey so that is a good choice
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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 20:33:30 GMT -5
I think Bo is definitely the type to simply adopt the barn cats into the livestock he’s guarding especially since they serve their own purpose on the farm - he def could’ve saved her from a coyote or something similar
Yesssss blue heelerrrrr
I was thinking of having Bo be the oldest dog on the farm - like not necessarily the leader, like he could be but he’s been there the longest of the dogs if that’s cool with y’all?
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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 20:34:39 GMT -5
I think in the communication it’s likely down to how long they’ve been around and interacted with the dogs?? Especially since farm dogs regardless of their job tend to learn at least the body language and warning calls of the other animals over time
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Post by whispering on Aug 16, 2023 20:36:31 GMT -5
i picture the communication kind of like in the first book of survivors, lucky can understand certain words the foxes say, but only the ones that stand out the most.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 20:40:07 GMT -5
I’m down for bo as the leader! It would make sense that an Anatolian would be the Boss Guy™️
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Post by Light on Aug 16, 2023 20:42:56 GMT -5
(All sounds good to me. ^^)
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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 20:47:23 GMT -5
Ohhhh okay okay that makes sense - I actually didn’t read the survivor books but I like that idea!
Yeeeee big boss man Bo
I’m very excited for both the clans and the barn now it’s all gonna be so good
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Post by Light on Aug 16, 2023 21:06:37 GMT -5
(Same. I think it’ll be fun!)
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 21:12:42 GMT -5
alright, i think i have everything added and updated. let me know if there was anything i missed ^^
now gonna start getting replies up~
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 21:18:57 GMT -5
Percy »
As soon as Smoke had taken the first bite of the fish Percy leaned forward and grabbed a mouthful for himself. Pleasure spread across his entire body, warm joy sinking into his stomach to fill the hole that hunger had made inside. Fish had always been the loner’s favorite food ever since he had taken his first bite of the animal, and he was glad that he was now getting to share such a wonderful meal with a just as wonderful companion. ”Food always tastes better in leaf-bare, but this is one delicious trout,” Percy agreed whole-heartedly, swiping his tongue across his whiskers and jaws to catch any scales and meat that may have caught in his fur.
He leaned in for another bite, listening intently to Smoke all the while enjoying the trout with loud, rumbling purrs. Another sensation of warmth passed over him, this time the cause of it because of Smoke. Percy had been alone since his mother had told him he was old enough to go out on his own, and while he loved his solitary life of travel, he was also very fond of spending time with others. Percy had come across a few cats before that he had spent time with. A few cats he had spent several days with, and there had even been a dainty gray and white molly that he had spent some moons with before - what had happened to her Percy had no idea, but he only wished her the best and hoped that where ever she was she was okay. Now that he had Smoke with him, he was hoping to get to spend a lot of time with the gray tabby. Smoke was by far one of the more friendlier cats he had run into, and he was most certainly one of the most, if not the most, interesting cat he had encountered what with his dreams of starry cats and these so called Clans.
Swallowing down his second bite, Percy looked up at his companion with bright eyes and a wide lopsided grin on his face. ”That sounds great! I’m sure there’s more cats out there that can give you the information you’re looking for.” Surely there was some cat in the moors or in the forest that lived the life of a lorekeeper. Perhaps it would be an older cat with knowledge about this land that went deeper than the roots of an oak tree. Or perhaps they would find a young cat that had the answers they were seeking, Percy mused. Either way, he was eager to start on this task, but not until after he had a full stomach.
[ since shipping has been brought up a few times now, is this the time i admit that im also starting to see a ship between these two? |D ]
Wila »
That made sense to Wila. She had known of other kittypets who preferred to stay inside and live only with the company of their twoleg. While she wasn’t a cat like that, she could understand why some cats would choose to live that sort of lifestyle. It was comfortable, cozy, and just convenient. Sure, her life was like that too, but she enjoyed the fact that she could go outside and take in a breath of fresh air. She liked that she could go a few dens down and meet up with other cats who wanted to be friendly. At the end of the day Wila had a good group of friends and a rather simple life, it just had to be made a little bit inconvenient thanks to what her twolegs wanted out of her.
Hearing of Shadow’s forest trips perked Wila’s ears straight up. ”Really? How does forest food taste?” The Burmese ate whatever her twolegs put out for her. She knew most kittypets in the area ate hard, dry pellets with a mix of wet slop from time to time, but Wila, and Chai too, were given a much different style of food. They got actual meat with some added supplements to it. Her meals would often come with a tiny egg as well. The molly licked her lips at the thought of food. While she ate real meat she still had never eaten anything that had come from the forest. There had been one time she had nibbled on a mouse that she had somehow caught just outside her twoleg den. The little creature had found its way into the yard where Wila had playfully pounced on the thing, tossing it about with her paws for a few minutes until eventually ending the rodent’s life. She recalled it being rather tasty, but she didn’t get to finish it thanks to one of her twolegs catching her in the middle of her meal and shooing her away from the carcass.
Interest piqued, Wila continued with her questions. ”Have you ever ventured out into the forest? What’s it like?” She herself had never gone out there. Not because she was scared, she would never be scared of something like the woods! She had always been somewhat interested, but something stopped her from exploring. Perhaps it was because, like she had stated earlier, she didn’t want to go alone. If she were to explore the wilderness out there she’d like to have another cat by her side even if it was just for a quick day trip. ”My friend Quinn used to live outside, but she came from the moor, not the forest. I don’t ask her much about her life then, though. There’s a reason why she came to twolegplace, so I don’t pry just in case it brings her back bad memories.” Curiosity had always itched underneath Wila’s pelt like bugs when it came to her friend’s history. For as much as she wanted to know everything about Quinn’s past life, she didn’t pry. It wasn’t her place to. If her friend wanted her to know then she would tell Wila without being prompted, and if that never happened then Wila could live with the fact that she’d never get to know the answers to all the questions she had.
One last question formed on Wila’s tongue. Round yellow eyes landed on Flame. ”Would you want to explore the woods together? It doesn’t have to be right now, I know it’s cold and all, but at some point. I think it’d be fun.” If Flame did want to go now, Wila would follow, but she also understood if he wanted to wait for another day. One look at the sky told the molly that more snow was likely; the clouds were thick and dove gray and the breeze was carrying a sharp scent that tingled Wila’s nose. Not wanting to stray into the woods was a very logical plan at the moment.
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Post by runningsky123 on Aug 16, 2023 21:19:10 GMT -5
Heather -- 37 Moons -- She-Cat
Confident | Aloof | Picky
Heather is a short-haired grey tabby with light blue eyes.
Barn Cat | N/A
Heather was born in the barn, semi-feral and to a barn cat mother. She tries to avoid the Twolegs as much as possible, but is friendly with Bo and the dogs. She can often be found napping with the dogs.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 21:19:24 GMT -5
Star »
If asked earlier how he thought his day would be going this was certainly not on the list. Star would have scoffed at the idea of teaming up with a stranger in a desperate attempt to get prey for him and his littermate, but here he was, doing just that. A part of him wanted to deny this tom’s offer of assistance, but he knew that denying such an offer would come off as suspicious. If he truly was worried about a sick littermate then why decline help? If he were to play the part of a concerned brother then accepting the help was the right course of action, regardless on how he truly felt about this.
Star crouched down beside the half eaten mouse. The rodent was already growing stiff from death and from the cold, but the smell alone was enough to make Star’s mouth water. He took a bite, letting the meat settle on his tongue for a bit, the musky flavors of the mouse rushing over him. Even a cat like Star couldn’t help but purr at the sensation of flavorful food filling the emptiness that was inside; it wouldn’t completely fill him up, but it was a start. ”It’s a pleasure as well, Flicker,” he mewed smoothly in return as he swiped his pink tongue around his muzzle once he had finished his half of the mouse. Star shrugged his shoulders in a stretch, pushing himself back to his paws. He flicked his tail in a wide gesture around them. ”Where did you start your hunt? I started closer to the marsh so I suggest we head away from there for now, and steer clear of where you began as well. That way we hit areas neither of us have searched yet,” he suggested simply, eyeing Flicker for a moment before turning his gaze off toward the distance, curious to know what his newfound companion had to say.
Creamsicle »
Creamsicle huddled there beside Cotton, shivering against the cold and the memories that so desperately wanted to flood her mind. So quickly had her entire life been taken from her, destroyed in a matter of minutes. She had no idea why all of that happened, why the humans had decided to take her and her littermates and toss them out like rotten food. Had her mother been tossed out too? It had only been her and her littermates that had been thrown into the steam. That left the kit with all kinds of questions about the whereabouts of her mother. Was she gone too? Grief tugged sharply at her heart. It was a stone that hung heavy in her chest. ”What was your mother like?” Creamsicle asked softly, blue eyes looking at the rabbit haunch. It was hard to imagine Cotton ever having a mother because that meant at some point Cotton had been a kitten, but now that the older molly had mentioned her mother Creamsicle couldn’t help but be curious.
That was another question popped into Creamsicle’s mind. The fears from earlier still resonated, but with Cotton’s presence and their conversations, the kit was slowly recovering from the panic that had gripped her. ”Cotton, did you ever have kittens?” This wasn’t a question Creamsicle would have typically asked, but hearing the tabby talk about her own mother made Creamsicle wonder if Cotton herself had ever had a litter. She was old enough to have had kittens before, and while it was obvious she didn’t have any with her now, Creamsicle was curious to know the answer.
As she waited for a response she focused back on the rabbit. Her stomach growled, angry that it was still empty despite food being presented. ”Okay,” she murmured in response to Cotton’s words. ”I’ll try to like hunting one day,” she promised as she finally leaned down to take a bite of her meal. The meat was still warm, bringing a comforting wave of coziness over the kit. ”But if I don’t like hunting, I’ll always keep your den clean.” The white and cream kit nodded firmly as she swiped her little pink tongue across her jaws right before taking another bite of the rabbit. Energy was flowing back into her and the fear was finally dissipating as she ate. Everything was going to be fine, she decided. The noise from earlier had been startling, but everything was going to be okay.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 21:19:58 GMT -5
Alice »
A sharp, bitter wind carried not only the scent of snow but of cat as well. This instantly put Alice on the defensive. She had went from alone to not in a very short amount of time, and while this wasn’t her territory she wasn’t fond of the idea of being found, especially if this nearby feline was aggressive. With sharp claws and a nasty bite Alice was an intimidating fighter, but if she could avoid a physical altercation this far from home then she would.
Deciding it would be easier to just go ahead and confront whoever was approaching, Alice pushed her kill to the side and padded toward the edge of the crag, head and tail held high. Green eyes scanned the outcropping below, yet she caught no sign of another cat approaching. Odd, she thought to herself. The wind had clearly carried the scent of fresh cat, so where was the cat? Alice was certain a feline was nearby, and yet…
There!
The tortoiseshell molly spotted movement down below against an array of rocks. She watched for a moment, making sure what she had spotted was actually the newcomer. It was in fact that cat she had smelled. A dark-furred thing, Alice could understand how she had missed the cat during her first survey.
In one smooth movement as if she were used to navigating the mountains, Alice leaped down and bounded across a few rocks, stopping once she was on the same level as the approaching cat. ”Are you lost, wanderer? These mountains are not natural to you,” she pointed out simply. It was obvious in the way that the black cat slunk uncertainly around the rocks and sparse grasses that told Alice everything she needed to know. This cat wasn’t accustomed to this terrain - not that Alice was either but she at least had more confidence in herself as she traversed the mountainous slopes.
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Post by whispering on Aug 16, 2023 21:33:45 GMT -5
Feathertalon i've definitely been shipping the two but i wanted to give it more time :'3 glad to know i am not the only one just logged onto my laptop so i'll have replies up shortly
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 21:35:04 GMT -5
oh for sure, percy's just in friendship mode right now but i could very easily see it changing to more eventually
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Post by Myst on Aug 16, 2023 21:46:13 GMT -5
I love watching all these ships just like occur it’s very cute
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 16, 2023 21:48:16 GMT -5
Same c,:
Now I just need the rest of my cats to find their ships 😌
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