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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 15, 2023 18:16:29 GMT -5
Creamsicle ยป
It seemed as if good dreams were not destined for either molly that night. Creamsicle herself was plagued by the events of her family, though hers were much more recent than the dreams of the past that danced about inside Cottonโs mind.
The sun was hovering just about the tree canopy. Shadows were growing longer as darkness began its journey across the land, but the five kits wrestling and tumbling across one another paid no mind to the coming nightfall. While they were considered kittypets, they didnโt actually live inside with the twolegs that occupied the small, rusted out building. Instead, they sheltered inside another twoleg structure that was off to the side, enclosed on three sides but the front was always open for the cats to come in and out as they pleased. The twolegs stored a lot of stuff inside, things that Creamsicle and her littermates enjoyed playing with much to their motherโs displeasure. Numerous times the tabby calico had told her kits to stop jumping around on such old equipment, and while her frustrations stopped the kits for a few hours, it wouldnโt take long before one started messing with the twoleg things all over again.
But right now the kits were all outside. Splash, their mother, had gone off in search of food, leaving her litter to play while she went to hunt. The twolegs usually threw food out for the cats once a day, and while Creamsicle and her littermates had no problem with eating the pellets, Splash typically curled her nose away from it, eating it only when she had been unsuccessful in her hunts. Today was one of those days where the twolegs didnโt throw them out any food, so Creamsicle knew her mother was determined to bring her kits back with something good to eat.
Food wasnโt at the front of Creamsicleโs mind right now. All she was worried about was diving underneath Rainbowโs paws as the tortoiseshell point molly leaped at Creamsicle. She was able to slide underneath her sisterโs attack, unable to stop herself from giggling at the tickling sensation of Rainbowโs belly fur ruffling against her own pelt.
On quick paws Creamsicle turned to leap at her sister, but her attack was cut short when twoleg shouting cut across the laughter of kits playing. This wasnโt an unusual occurrence. The twolegs liked to scream and yell at one another quite often. Creamsicle had found it to be a normal part of the weird creaturesโ culture, but every time it happened Splash would grow upset. Creamsicle knew her momma didnโt like it when the twolegs made such loud noises, and honestly, Creamsicle didnโt think her mother liked the twolegs much at all, even when they were quiet.
Rainbow pressed up against Creamsicle. The two kits watched with wide-eyed wonder as two of the twolegs came rushing outside. The oldest female twoleg had something in her arms while one of the younger male twolegs - a twoleg kit really - followed her out, crying out in a high pitched sound that made Creamsicle wonder if he was sad while the female was clearly angry, her tone sharp and dangerous. Creamsicle looked around for her other siblings, noticing Orange, Sherbet, and Sorbet all huddled in their own group. Deep down Creamsicle felt like she should run back inside and away from the twolegs, but the scene was mesmerizing, as if it were placing the entire litter in a trance. Something was happening and their kit curiosities all wanted to know what it was.
The female twoleg ignored the cries from the younger male one as she rushed over to where the five kits sat there, curious and eager to know what was going on.
Before they could do anything the female had scooped them all up and dumped them all on top of one another in some weird sack. Creamsicle tumbled over Sorbet as she tried to get up to her paws, but moving only made it worse as she then rammed against Orangeโs side and then bumped her head against Rainbowโs shoulder. They all desperately tried to get out, but to no avail.
Creamsicle wasnโt sure how long they were stuck inside, but before she or any of her littermates could do anything, they were tossed through the air, tumbling and screaming until their screamings turned into broken garbles as freezing water enclosed them in its depths.
How she got out of the sack, Creamsicle had no idea. All she remembered was shivering at the edge of the stream, heart racing, terror throbbing across her entire body. After what felt like hours she watched, drenched and shaking, as Orange pulled himself out of the stream, just as terrified and shocked as Creamsicle. He had barely been able to stutter out the question of where everybody else was, and Creamsicle had no answer other than to stare blankly at the dark stream that rolled along as if nothing had happened, as if it didnโt carry the rest of Creamsicleโs and Orangeโs littermates in its cold grip.
The two stood there for some time, shivering against one another. When they realized none of the others were going to emerge, they stumbled through the woodland thickets.
And then came the thunderpath. Orange and Creamsicle had been certain all was quiet, yet as they crossed the twoleg trail, a monster came racing along, not stopping as the two kits raced for the other side. Creamsicle had made it, but upon feeling the grass under her paws once more she was welcomed by a harsh screech of pain. Whipping around she witnessed the gruesome sight of the monster rushing right over Orange, the ginger tabby giving one last cry of pain before the life was crushed right out of him.
A rustling from the outside world pulled Creamsicle out of the replay dream that had surely caused her to toss about in her nest. She stumbled to her paws, eyes wide as she frantically looked around the den that she was in, the nightmarish sleep clouding her memory on how she had gotten here. She knew there was no way her siblings could be around, but the fate of her mother was still a mystery to her. Had Splash found her? Had her mother brought her here? The scent of another cat was fresh in the air, and while it wasnโt exactly the scent of her mother, it was similar. โ...Momma?โ Creamsicle called out softly, scared. โSplash?โ
Alice ยป
Living this sort of lifestyle was normal to Alice. Conversing with dogs, living with other catsโฆit was all normal to the tortoiseshell. It had been a learning curve for her when her mother had first brought her and her littermates to live at the barn, but overtime Alice had come to love this place and had taken the unofficial leader role of the barn cats. She had been young when she first moved to this place, so learning the barn cat way had been relatively easy for her, and now it was all she knew. No longer did she find this lifestyle odd, and instead she found lifestyles outside of this one to be the unnatural ones. Not that she judged, but Alice would admit she found it stupid that cats fought other cats and that they did not make nice with dogs. Life was so much easier when there were less worries to deal with.
While all of this was normal for Alice, she still remembered her first few moons living in the barn. It had been confusing at first, especially after she had come from a solitary family made up of just her mother and littermates. It wasnโt until her mother had become mates with one of the barn cats that the idea of living as a group had even been brought up. Outside these walls and beyond the fields was a world where cats looked out for themselves and only themselves. Queens were solitary until they had kits and would then would care for a litter until they were old enough and then push them away. Toms were solitary save for a few moons in which theyโd settle down with a molly, mate with her, and then be on his way. This was probably the life that Binx was used to, the life that had been ingrained into her since birth. Alice would keep things simple for now while still explaining the barncat way of life.
The black and orange molly led the way deeper into the barn. Further away from the opening of the barn were tall stacks of hay rustling with the sounds of mice. The light from outside was beginning to dim in the shadows of the hay when Alice paused in her steps, standing nearby a small pile of mice with one house sparrow mixed in the middle. โYou can put the hawk here. Whenever you get hungry you can take whatever you want here.โ She swept her tail to the sides, indicating the hay bales all around them. โWe have plenty of mice, so donโt be afraid to eat your fill.โ
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 15, 2023 18:16:47 GMT -5
Percy ยป
The thought of running into a puma did send a shiver down Percy's spine. It made his chest constrict as his heart beat faster, thudding against his ribcage like a trapped hummingbird. Instinct was telling him to be scared, and he should be. Pumas were powerful creatures. They were masters of stealth and experts of the hunt. One wrong step in the territory of a puma and a cat was done for. Percy enjoyed living, so he had never once thought about searching out a mountain lion in his free time, but this time he could make an exception.
Green eyes landed on the gray tabby form of Smoke. They had only known each other for a day, but Smoke had given Percy companionship where others had not. Smoke was adamant about never leaving Percy. If there was anything that Percy could do to repay Smoke's friendship, it was to trek to the mountains with him and find this mysterious puma that these odd starry cats were whispering to Smoke about.
Besides, he told himself, he was Percy. He could stand up to anything and get away unscathed. He had once faced down a black widow without any fear in his eyes. He had stared into the eyes of a coiled up copperhead without flinching. If he could do all that then he could surely stand tall and straight in the presence of a puma. He was Percy, and he could do anything he set his mind to.
After giving himself this little pep talk, he was ready to head out, but his paws stopped themselves when Smoke padded over beside him and asked Percy about his own sleep and wellbeing. The ginger and white tom shook his head as a chuff of amusement danced off his tongue. "You're such a healer," he teased, lightly cuffing the gray tabby's ear. "I slept pretty well, though I didn't have a single dream that I can remember." The loner sighed dramatically, shaking his head. Dreams came to him every now and then, but never ones that were as mystical as Smoke's, and it was a gamble on whether or not Percy would even remember his dream by the time he woke up. "I could go for some breakfast, though. Maybe since the snow's seemed to stop some prey will be out." If woodland prey failed them there was always the stream, and they'd be crossing that way if they decided to head toward the mountains.
Waiting for answers, Percy gestured for Smoke to follow. They had a lot on their to-do lists today, and if they wanted to do even half of what they wanted, they needed to get going. Even Percy, who was a go-with-the-flow kind of guy, realized that.
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Post by soot on Sept 15, 2023 18:18:54 GMT -5
Bozw/ Wonder (Light )
Location // The BarnThe trip back to the barn didn't take as long as it used to, what with Boz being able to walk longer periods of time by himself. The moment they got back, Zee and Spackle politely said to leave them in private, so they could talk, which happens all the time. So, right now, the little tortoiseshell tom is sat on the red barns roof. It's a bit of a precarious position, but he enjoys- no loves, looking over the moorlands. The cold breeze, the precious, but so far away stars, and the snow covered land. Boz enjoys the silence, the calm, the undisturbed life of nature setting its course while they all live upon it. The tom chatters quietly as he stretches before spinning in a circle and sitting down again. The barn doesn't have much cover up top, for obvious reasons. He's pretty sure the twolegs don't really...well, spend much time up here. He's made a makeshift cover with one of those cloth things he found inside, old and well used. He plopped the pile of cloth under the crevice that connects the taller portion, with the lower, and hanging over portion. The tom's ears are in their natural position as light green eyes admire the land before him. They drift to the side, looking over the rocky mountains that are a stark white with snow. Maybe he can ask Zee to take him over there sometime? As young as Boz is, he's a pretty capable cat. It's hard not to be when you have Spackle and Zee- annnd Lada as your caretakers. They're a rather ragtag group, but they're.. family, even if only two of the four cats are actually related. Heaving a sigh, the tom shakes his fur, and trots forward a tad to sit, perched right at the edge of the roof. Looking straight up at the thousands of stars, his ears tilting with the movement. Maybe he can explore the stars one day?
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Post by whispering on Sept 15, 2023 18:37:08 GMT -5
^ i am loving the plot unfold of cotton/creamsicle/and her kits so far
creamsicles story is so detailed and thought out o:
iโm excited to see where everything goes once solomon and quinn are added to the mix of drama
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 15, 2023 18:44:15 GMT -5
Iโve had Creamsicleโs backstory planned since before I had a name for her xD
But Iโm super excited to see where it all goes with Cotton, Quinn, and Solomon. Iโm also excited to see what happens when it starts becoming clear that creamsicleโs mom is yet another cotton kit
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Post by soot on Sept 15, 2023 19:11:29 GMT -5
whispering Hullo, I was thinking of having Spackle, after his barn visit ofc, come over and say ello to Quinn? Only if you're up for it ofc! It's like, I kind of have an idea of where I want his story to go, but still also, like, sort of don't. So Imma try and figure that out more as I go, very fool proof plan, lol.
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Post by whispering on Sept 15, 2023 19:30:24 GMT -5
soot of course! iโve enjoyed their interactions so far and i think itโd be interesting if spackle threw his โwhat is life?โ questions at her :3
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Post by soot on Sept 15, 2023 19:41:16 GMT -5
Definitely xD Spackle just has the most genuine look on his face, and Quinn's just like "???"
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Post by whispering on Sept 15, 2023 21:25:06 GMT -5
His eyes gleamed and his whiskers twitched at Percy's playful demeanor. Green eyes glinting with mischief, "I suppose we all can't receive messages from our ancestors. Some may say it's a luxury to merely dream of chasing rabbits." The tabby teased, drawing a paw towards his face to lick it and swipe it over his face.
Ah, yes, breakfast. Smoke's belly growled at the mention of food again. Percy's fish had subdued his hunger for the time being, but it was a new day, and he craved a new meal. Even if it wasn't promised. But the tom prayed that something, anything, would come across their path. There was always the strengthening herbs back in his den if their luck ran thin. But they would be nothing like a real, freshly caught morsel. Hopefully, their ancestors would guide their paws in the right direction today.
Their ancestors. The ghostly image of Dewstar popped into his mind again, his face full of wonder as he smoothed down the fur along his chest. Once more feeling the pull to learn more about the clans. Restore what is ours. Was there really a puma that would give him the answers he sought? Perhaps it was not a puma at all, he couldn't quite put his paw on it. It was still hard for him to believe, but he had Percy. Even if it was new, the ginger tom's presence gave him an unusual surge of confidence. Smoke welcomed the feeling nonetheless. He knew if his companion was by his side surely they would find the answers to the secrets of the ancient clans. Puma or no puma.
The ginger tom's gesture drew Smoke away from his thoughts and his final grooming touches. And with one last, lazy stretch, he followed his new companion outside the den. A shocked squeak escaped him as the winter cold welcomed him. Instantly fluffing out his tabby pelt.
"Brrr, if only we could bring the warmth of your den with us!" The tom exclaimed, stepping closer to Percy, using him as a shield against the icy claws of the wind. The snow had definitely come. And the graying sky was all too telling that there was more to come. There was no way they could make it to the mountains tonight. And he was beginning to doubt they would find any prey. But he could not give up. There had to be a squirrel or two venturing outside their den to scavenge for nuts and seeds.
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Post by Light on Sept 16, 2023 2:19:36 GMT -5
(Mee too! I love it so far, and I'm excited to see what happens between them all. ^^ And yes, Creamsicle's backstory is very heart wrenching and beautifully written. <3 )  CottonLocation: Moor (Cottonโs Den) With: Creamsicle ( Feathertalon ) A soft mew broke Cotton from her thoughts, causing alarm to prickle through her pelt. She hadn't had any kittens for many seasons now- how could there be someone there now? Surely she must be dreaming? Due to the softness of the mew and the distance between them, she had only gotten a vague perception of what was being said. Turning back toward the depths of the den, her paws padded forth slowly at first, then faster as if pulled by some unseen force. The first part was something that was forever imprinted in every mother's memory. Like how a cat is trained to hear the smallest of sounds in their surroundings, mothers were trained to heed this call. It was clear to Cotton that the kit was calling for her. The second part however... was different, but sounded so very familiar. Are ย they speaking amongst each other? Perhaps they were all awake now. She stepped into the small tunnel that led to her nest. "Awake now, are we?" she meowed softly, the softness however gravelled with age. The tunnel opened up, revealing her nest and not a litter of kittens, but a single white and cream coloured kit within it. She stopped at the entrance as reality came back to her like a cuff on the head. "Creamsicle," she murmured. That's right. How foolish it was of her to have expected her kittens to be here- to have thought this was a part of some dream. Her aged bones should have told her as much. --- (Soot: Nope. We are in luck! Of the many things Wonder fears, luckily heights is usually not one of them~ since she's fairly surefooted.) (Daww! Boz is adorable. I am a personal fan of ear tufts. <3) (What were you thinking is the typical way to get onto the roof for these guys?)  WonderLocation: Barn (roof) With: Boz ( soot ) Wonder pulled herself up onto the roof and shivered a little in the coolness of the air. Her fur puffed out and she took in a deep breath before letting it out and watching as the resulting steam cloud blew away. Having been kept in the farmer's den her first winter, this was her first real experiences of winter in the outdoors. This cold weather was a stark contrast to the warm den she once knew. While a frightening difference, it was something she was gradually growing accustomed to.ย She had come out here for a change in scenery from the barn loft where she had been hiding earlier. This had been a place she had discovered a while back in the summer, when she had become fairly confident with climbing around here. Though it wasn't the easiest place to get to, the view made it worth it. The land beyond the barn had always terrified Wonder. She heard stories of fox and coyotes that roamed the land with no dogs to chase them away! How crazy is that!? There is no way I'm ever going out there. Even so, the sight of it was still quite beautiful to behold. She scanned the sloped roof for a good and relatively safe spot to sit, and her gaze flitted past an old cloth as she padded naturally silent across the roof. Wait-! She froze and her head jerked back to look at the old cloth, her green eyes wide. She nearly squeaked in alarm as she realized someone was there. Was that..? The scent came to her now. She did well to study and memorize the scents, appearances and names of the cats at the barn. The scent was clearly Boz. The thumping in her chest sped up a little. She hadn't expected anyone else to be up here. (A little backstory: Wonder born in the fall last year. Due to her mother's death following the birth, her siblings died without the milk they needed. The cats brought the attention of the farmer in time to save at least one of those kittens. She was brought into his house for the fall and winter, raised back to health then released back onto the farm in the spring. She's very shy with most cats, but has warmed up quite a bit to her sister Alice (different litter). She'll try to help out whilst attracting the least amount of attention and has a strange habit of sort of... (stalking) watching the other cats from hiding spots.) |
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Post by Myst on Sept 16, 2023 10:13:00 GMT -5
super sorry I wasn't on yesterday - I don't know if I'll be on today but I def should be for at least a little bit tomorrow whispering oooo I'm very down to have the fox catch up to them o: |
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Post by soot on Sept 16, 2023 11:25:02 GMT -5
Bozw/ Wonder (Light )
Location // The Barn's RoofBoz let himself look over the sky for a few more moments before shaking his wind blown fur. Getting to his paws, and turning around- his green eyes widen a tad when he sees another cat whos not all that much older than him- ah, Wonder, was it? What in stars name is she doing up here? Oh, well, it's not like anyone has any claim of the roof, to be fair. His paws pause, giving the she a slightly incredulous look before sitting back down again with a tilted head. He's... no the most keen on starting conversations with cat's he's barely met before. He knows a bit about Wonder, besides her name and such. She's always sort of.. watching cats- from hiding places and, well, it's a tad odd, but he basically does the same thing too. Just a tad more by accident, it's not his fault if he hears something he shouldn't, he was was just trying to take a nap behind a few shelves. Spackle had just laughed, Zee just grumbled, and Lada just swished her tail in embarrassment. Boz had just been groggy and confused, he'd woken up to cat's talking very not whisperingly outside of his sleeping spot, what'dya excepet. Back to the important matter, the molly in front of him. Sort of, she's kind of in the shadows, Wonder. Wonder, right, uhm. Whiskers twitching a tad hesitantly, "Uh- Hullo, Wonder. It's Wonder, right?" He meows questioningly, giving the molly a curious look. Maybe she just likes admiring the view like he does? Or she's just weird and likes to watch cat's she barely knows, not that he's really all that much of a cat to judge..?
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(Pftt, Boz's backstory is sorta similar. He had just been an unlucky kit, lost by his mother. So Spackle ended up finding him, and taking the young kit to a molly friend who'd had kits herself to kelp nurse him back to health. It didn't take too long, and once he was back on his feet, Spackle, and his two other adoptee children are raising Boz. He's a generally confused, but chill little dude, if a bit shy of newcomers.) (Boz knows he's adorable .3. not really, he's just here, existing, haha. Boz is a crafty little dude, so he just gets through any crevice in the roof he can find, I know some barns have those windows, which i figured he might be able to use, but i don't know for sure what this barn looks like :3) |
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Post by soot on Sept 16, 2023 11:30:24 GMT -5
whispering, where would ya like the pair to meet? I was either just gonna throw Boz towards the towleg area, or have him chilin' in the forest.. whichever would though prefer? c:
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Post by snowyt2 on Sept 16, 2023 11:43:32 GMT -5
APPLE With; Solomon, FeathertalonApple looks over, jogging to make pace with the other cat, listening intently as Solomon speaks. He hums cheerily, inhaling the cool forest air. "Wow," he smiles, sighing thoughtfully."It must be great to be so free. I thought all cats wanted to be with two-legs, I guess I never...I guess I never thought of it that way." he takes a moment, remembering his new sense of freedom, now that his two-legs were gone. Not a freedom he wanted, or willingly chose, but a freedom he had none the less. To him it was a tragedy, to be left to his own devices, Independence didn't suit him, nor did the outside world. But to Solomon, it was a gift? Apple supposes that's just the kind of cat the Tom is, he can't begin to imagine him being coddled or snuggled by a two-leg, in fact the very thought of it makes him giggle. It was just as hilarious, he imagines, as Solomon seeing him out here in the snow, a pampered two-legs pet, who'd never even caught his own dinner in the forest alone. Apple wonders if he would've been a good survivor, if he'd been born in the forest, or if being soft was just built into him. He wonders, what will happen if he can't find another two-leg nest to take cover in, and if he'll even make it through the first night. At their quick pace, they reach the border between the twolegplace and forest in no time. Apple remembers this specific spot, and this specific fence, because he'd shimmied under the small hole at the bottom of the planks to escape the dog not too long ago, and ran without thinking about where he was going. Instead of slinking through the gap, or trying his paw at jumping the tall thing, he stares at it, feeling even more lost than before. Flecks of a snow coat his thick pelt, and he doesn't move to shake them off, even the ones that fall against his eyes and nose, sending shivers down his entire body. There is only a weathered fence between him and comfort, and the decision should be easy, but there he stands, unmoving. |
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Post by whispering on Sept 16, 2023 21:23:39 GMT -5
hey everyone just lyk idk when iโll get replies up, im currently in the hospital :โD but it will hopefully be posts by tuesday or wednesday
but free to chat!
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 16, 2023 22:33:05 GMT -5
whispering oh no! hope you're doing ok! no worries about replies, health comes first, physical or mental.
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 17, 2023 0:17:56 GMT -5
Gardenia and Wisteria Location: Forest With: Frazzle ( Light) Wisteria meanwhile felt her her paws tingling, breathing heavily with adrenaline. That had been one of the scariest moments she'd had since she and Gardenia had escaped the shelter. "Are you alright?", she asked, worried that Frazzle had been injured in his slip, maybe twisted a paw in the rocks, or maybe she'd tugged on his scruff too hard. Gardenia had lunged for her sister when she'd leapt for Frazzle, worried she'd go down as well. She hadn't, luckily, but Gardenia could smack her. She'd almost risked her life for a complete stranger. Shadow Location: Forest With: Honey ( Myst) "She was. I still sometimes wish my home was closer, I would have liked to be able to be visit.", he said. "But I guess that's just how life goes sometimes.", he said, keeping pace with her as they walked back towards the fenceline. He hummed softly at her answer. "How was that? I can't imagine how my kitten days would have been without my littermates.", he said. Honey, Opal, Star, and Dusk. Dusk and Opal had been pains, constantly picking on the others, but he'd adored Star and Honey. They'd spent their days roaming the garden of the house they were born in, chasing butterflies and beetles, catching flower petals (about the only thing they could catch). He'd never been bored, always had company and playmates. Heather Location: Barn With: Sprite ( soot) Heather didn't want Sprite to feel bad, which was why she'd suggested the task of cleaning out the nests for her. It was help that wouldn't cause the young cat any extra pain or aggravate her sickly self. Spark nodded at Sprite, smiling slightly. "It's nice to meet you too. I don't get to meet many of the cats around here.", he said. Heather chuckled slightly. "So be prepared for him to bug you when he can.", she teased. Spark rolled his eyes slightly. "Sorry for having friends.", he teased. Alyssum and Aster Location: Moor With: Ember ( whispering) "No, nothing against the forest.", Alyssum said. "We're just used to the moor.", she said, walking beside her brother, glancing back at Ember. "That's quite the journey for a kitten.", she said, sounding a bit impressed. She wasn't sure she'd want to go from the forest to the moor at that young of an age, even if she'd had Aster with her then, let alone by herself. |
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 17, 2023 0:29:58 GMT -5
Flame Location: Pine Forest With: Wila ( Feathertalon) Flame glanced over at where Wila pointed with her tail, his ears perking up slightly. "Good eye, that should work.", he said with a soft purr. "Alright, if you circle around to the other side, I'll sniff around, see if there's any prey, and if there is, I'll chase it your way.", he said. "You'll be better at the ambushing, since you blend in so well.", he said. Flame would never imagine judging Wila for not being able to catch anything, let alone now. It was completely new to her, and him. He wouldn't have a leg to stand on, and even if he did, Flame wasn't the kind to judge others just because they couldn't do something he could. It wasn't fair. Every cat was different, and they all had their different strengths. |
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Post by Light on Sept 17, 2023 3:33:42 GMT -5
(So as in the weather. What I'm understanding is that the first snowstorm passed and over the next few days, has melted/receded some. Do you guys think it would get colder and the snow become thicker, melting less as the season progresses? Or in other words, what kind of winter do we have in mind for this region?) (Whispering: No worries! I hope everything is alright. Best of wishes!) --- WonderLocation: Barn (roof) With: Boz ( soot ) As soon as Wonder had seen Boz, she had froze midstep in indecision. Her mind spun wildly for each second she hovered there, staring at the young tom. Should I run and find a place to hide? No. The roof is exposed with practically no places to hide. Should I go back the way I came? But if he notices me leave- would he think that I dislike him? I don't want to make anyone feel lonely or unliked. But what can I possibly do to resolve this? Should I approach him..? Wonder's ears pulled back a little in nervousness, and her paws felt frozen to the shingles of the roof. She knew it'd probably be the proper thing to do. Surely Alice would, right? Oh how she envied her sister's courage in these situations. She feared the thought of purposely approaching someone, especially when she had no idea what she should say if she did. Suddenly Boz got to his paws, and Wonder gasped as he looked in her direction. Their gazes met. His incredulous green-eyed expression nearly mirrored her own. Oh no! He's noticed me! What do I do?! I gotta act natural! Pretend nothing just happened! She quickly looked away, stiffly attempting to seem casual about turning and padding to a spot by the wall only a few tail-lengths away from Boz~ not far from the window either. She forced herself to sit down and quickly wrapped her tail tightly around her paws. The young molly's acting was far from natural. She forced herself to stare straight out at the scenery beyond the barn, but was so tense that couldn't really see nor appreciate what was before her. Instead, she stared off into space as she was trying and failing to calm herself down. She flinched when Boz broke the silence and jumped a little in her spot. She looked over at him, a little bit of tension easing now that a conversation had been started. "That's right," Wonder meowed politely in response. Her expression was friendly, despite looking a bit strained. ~ (Aw! <3 Nice.) (I like the window idea. The farmer would probably want to keep his barn roof in good shape, but perhaps an inconsequential broken window could go by unnoticed for a while. I'm thinking something like an overhang roof by a wall- just below the steeper barn roof?) ---  FrazzleLocation: Forest With: Wisteria and Gardenia ( runningsky123 ) Initially after the event, Frazzle and Wisp had both been somewhat frazzled. But now, Frazzle's fur was already starting to settle. Both Garden and Whisp looked quite concerned. Garden in particular had a near-frightening expression. She must have been especially concerned. Frazzle felt a squeeze of happiness that these mollies would be so concerned for his wellbeing (little does he know... XD). "Fine as fine could be. All thanks to you of course!" he quickly assured with all confidence. He stepped aside after brushing against Whisp's shoulder. By all appearance, he was healthy and unharmed. Despite his occasional clumsiness, the young tom was thick furred and fairly sturdy. Coupled with a seeming stroke of good luck and undying optimism, the tom rarely encountered much that would keep him down for long. Stumbling about the forest was nothing new to him. Anything like this was merely additional excitement for his adventures~ it was another exciting story to add to the life of Frazzle! He only injured himself once in a while, and hardly anything he would consider to be an injury- but Ol' Smokey would always patch him up when he needed. Frazzle circled around and peered back down the slope where they had just been. This time he made sure to stand a little further from the edge. Having been the first snowstorm of the winter, the snow wasn't as strong as Frazzle had thought it was. Some of it was already starting to melt a bit, causing structurally unsound drifts such as this to collapse easily. The rocks he had mentioned earlier poked out of the snow now, an easy hop down from where they were. "There they are! See? These were the rocks I was telling you about," he exclaimed, his tail rising in new excitement. His earlier predicament was quickly pushed aside as he rekindled his excitement to show his new friends some of his explorations. ~ (I've just realized that I use the word Frazzle differently than the dictionary does. Oops. For me, the first things that come to mind are messy hair and unsettled/frustrated/shocked - like a reaction to having a very annoying burr stuck in your fur, or being totally creeped out or shocked by a startling situation. Frazzled!) |
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 17, 2023 12:39:59 GMT -5
Sharing this again cause I made a picrew of Flameโs ancestor from EtherClan! imgur.com/a/IWrTXoUI named her Ambergaze. Thinking she was pregnant when the clans dispersed, and rather than trying to fend for herself and her kits in the wild, not used to doing anything alone without the support of a clan, she went to a Twoleg nest and was taken in. |
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Post by cherrywing on Sept 17, 2023 12:43:17 GMT -5
hey guys!! i should be on later tonight; iโve worked 12+ hour days the past few days but iโm off tomorrowww, so iโll get some replies up soon!! <3
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 17, 2023 17:19:36 GMT -5
Will be working on replies today! Hopefully I can get them up tonight, but if not, tomorrow for sure c:
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 17, 2023 17:20:26 GMT -5
Sharing this again cause I made a picrew of Flameโs ancestor from EtherClan! imgur.com/a/IWrTXoUI named her Ambergaze. Thinking she was pregnant when the clans dispersed, and rather than trying to fend for herself and her kits in the wild, not used to doing anything alone without the support of a clan, she went to a Twoleg nest and was taken in. I love ambergaze, such a nice name! whispering - hope everything is alright! |
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 17, 2023 20:28:26 GMT -5
No rush Feath! Tbh I have no idea how much Iโll be on this week, itโs my first week of school so I may not be on much, first week always takes it out of me. I also will probably only be on Fri-Sun for the most part, as I changed my schedule at work to have a 10 hour day on Mon so I can step back an hour on my schools days, otherwise I would have been getting into bed at the earliest at 8 and that doesnโt work for me (I need a lot of sleep). Definitely plan to continue here, I love the stories and plans unfolding and all of you guys are absolutely amazing! I lost my best friend and RP partner of many years in March due to our lives changing and us growing apart, and itโs so nice to have a community of people to talk and RP with again <3
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Post by soot on Sept 17, 2023 20:36:34 GMT -5
Spritew/ Heather, Spark (runningsky123 )
Location // The BarnSprite couldn't resist the delighted flick of her ear as she gave the dog wide, sparkling eyes with a hint of mischief. "Bother me whenever Spark, I'd always love the company." Sprite says with a small grin, chattering amusedly. Sprite isn't the most interactive cat, and not cause she doesn't enjoy other company. It's mostly because she's- well, sick. Often. Cat's, and dogs alike she'd presume, normally avoid her to try and not catch whatever cold or fever she usually visibly has. She's not usually contagious, what get's her sick would just make another cat sneeze. It's a downer, to be perfectly honest, but Sprite- ugh, back on topic. Sprite really, really enjoys company when someone will give it, which is why she adores Heather so much so. Not that she doesn't understand the want to not be sick, and to be fair, she usually does sleep, rest, or furl into a ball in a corner when she's sick. She figures she gives off the aura of.. not wanting others around, which again, understandable. But she's- it's mostly cause she's gotten used to being in the corner. It's a bit of an imbalanced scale, but Sprite just silently prays to the stars that maybe she'll get better when she's older? (She knows she won't.)
Bozw/ Wonder (Light )
Location // The Barn's Roof.Boz didn't really need to take all that much effort to notice that the molly was- uh, simply put, uncomfortable. And watching her try and act relaxed was almost a bit sad.. Shaking his fur a tad, the tom just decides to stay here rather then leave her be. He was here first, and if he left, she'd probably think he's rude. Which- is generally not good. So he just inches further away from the edge, and pads towards his makeshift cloth of cover. Ducking for it easily, and shifting until he's comfortable and able to see his usual view. Boz make's sure to choose his words delicately. "Well it's nice to see you, Wonder. Did you come up here to take a look at the view?" He asks, head tilted as green eyes flick towards his uncomfortable companion. He knows she's not the most talkative, it's pretty hard not too when he's seen the molly talk openly with very few cats. To be fair, he's sorta the same, he doesn't really like talking with, uh, strange cats. Perking his ears at the howling of the wind, Boz always liked the sound of it. Speaking of things he likes, a good way to converse is about things he or they likes, that's always worked before, right? "I always liked how the mountains looked with snow on them, they're pretty." He says simply, and genuinely. Mountains, I'll come and climb you someday, just you wait. His eyes narrow towards aforementioned mountains for a moment before settling to his usual look again. Just you wait.
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(yeah! That sounds a bit more solid, literally, lol.) ( whispering , hope it's nothing too bad:) |
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 17, 2023 21:42:58 GMT -5
runningsky123 - i feel that, the first week is always so hectic and exhausting ;w; but good luck with school! that always comes first so there's never any rush to reply, but I'm also really enjoying everything we've got going on so far. it's been a lot of fun and i cant wait to see how everything unfolds we've got a really good group here too and that makes it all the more fun! Light - don't know why it took me this long to see your question, oops anyway! i like to think that the snow here will melt a bit but then more snowfall happens and it gets colder, freezing over what was melted. winters probably get really harsh here, but im only basing that off on the fact that there's a decent sized mountain range in the area and mountainous areas tend to have thicker snowfall. if anybody else had any other thoughts on the winter though im all here to discuss the area's climate!
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 17, 2023 21:46:15 GMT -5
Feathertalon thereโs also the marsh, which would probably create something akin to lake climates. Thereโs several lakes up here, and they always have very different weather than the areas around it, something to do with the water. And thanks, I know itโll be fine, Iโm just a bit nervous since I took the summer off and itโll be bit of a sudden change. My first quarter I only took two classes so it wasnโt that much of a jump into it, but this quarter Iโm taking two academic classes and ceramics, so I have no clue how itโs gonna go ๐
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Post by Light on Sept 18, 2023 0:14:10 GMT -5
(Running: Ooh! Ambergaze is very pretty. I really like that idea. ^^ No worries about replies, take your time and get the rest you need. I'm a bit of a sleeper myself. :3) (Cherry: Oh wow, that's a lot of work! Rest well, friend!) (Feather: Whenever works. I look forward to it. ^^ And that makes sense to me- sounds like it'll be fun to rp. :3) --- WonderLocation: Barn (roof) With: Boz ( soot ) Wonder watch him pad across the roof to the rag that had been ingeniously installed. How did it even get there? Had he put it there? Her ears perked a little when he spoke again. His words were polite and far from unfriendly, which brought her some relief. Although they were around the same age, they had never really gotten the chance to talk. She would often see him spending time with Spackle, Zee and Lada. She had always admired from afar how they seemed like close family- but never had the courage to approach them. "Yes-!" she started to exclaim, but stopped when she realized how loud she suddenly was. Her ears warmed and twitched back while she gave her chest a quick lick in embarrassment. "I mean yes. I like to come up here to overlook the farm. The air, the view, the distance from it all... it makes me feel free. And seeing the farm's everyday life gives me a sense of peace." She stared out to the distant shadow of the fence-line as she spoke. Then she tried to peek at Boz from the corner of her eye, trying to gauge his expression. She hoped she wasn't rambling too much. He was difficult to read and he seemed to focus more on the scenery beyond than he was on her. That fact helped her relax a bit. Her fluffy tail settled more comfortably around her paws. The howling wind swirled around the corner of the barn, ruffling her fur. She closed her eyes for a moment, taking in a deep breath, then letting it out as a shiver travelled through her spine. It was fairly cold out here in the night air, but she didn't feel like going back inside quite yet. When he spoke again, she followed his gaze to the distant mountains. Now that she was more relaxed, she was finally able to take in the view as a whole. This was her first time up here since the snow. Her eyes widened and her mouth parted a little as she stared in awe at the snowy mountains and landscapes in the distance around them. Even the farmland within the fence line looked completely different when covered in snow. The bright moonlight cast everything in a silvery hue that was stark with shadows. "It's beautiful..." she whispered, her eyes shimmering in the moonlight. The last time she had seen a snowy landscape like this, she had been a tiny kit peering out the window of the farmer's den. From there she had only been able to see the farmland and the distant tops of the mountains. From the top of the barn she could see so much more. Even distant things like the mountains seemed much more grand and beautiful. They almost seemed closer, as if she could reach out and touch them. Has it always been this close? How can something so dangerous and wild be so beautiful?~ (Ah. Just noticing some placement errors on my part. Thanks for the cover! ^^ This is the first night in the last few that I'm writing this without being completely exhausted. I just remembered a mention of stars in the first post, so I've officially added some nighttime concepts in now. :3 I will deem to be more attentive in the future. I'm loving the personality you put into your characters.) (We might as well call them awkward teens. XD Luckily Boz has more social courage than Wonder.) |
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Post by soot on Sept 18, 2023 0:48:22 GMT -5
Bozw/ Wonder (Light )
Location // The Barn's Roof
Boz glanced at the awe faced molly, her face stricken with Wonder amazement. Heh. The moon makes the snow sparkle delicately, it almost made the mountains seem as if it were made of water. A truly beautiful sight. Adjusting his paws slightly, he notice's the molly shivering a tad. It's cold out, obviously, it's snowing for a reason. Boz knows what it's like to be cold, so with the flick of his ear, and a quiet attention grabbing chatter, he shifts over just a tad. "If you're cold, there's plenty of room from the wind over here." He offers lightly, green eyes genuine before sparkling with a sudden thought. His ears swiveling and twitch with an odd amount of excitement. "Have you ever seen the river when it's frozen on a night like this?" Boz asks, head tilting a tad again, his tail curling at the end. He's sure if she likes the mountains she'd be enraptured by the river. It's where he can pretend to be among the stars, the river reflecting the sky, the moon, the stars, and himself amongst them. Zee just checks to make sure his fur doesn't look too dirty. You'd think for how much he complains about the rest of them being dirt wild cats, that he wouldn't have to worry about muddy fur so much. Zee, he's an interesting one, Boz'll give his sort of not technically brother that much. Boz blinks. He's seen the river more times then he can count, it's a often visited place when you travel around like he does. Spackle once went for a dip in the rapids, which Boz has little to no doubt over, have you ever met that crazy cat? Not that he'd change him anyway, well, 'cept for a few things. Spackle.. well, he always- looks down at the dirt and rocks of ground beneath from up high too much. Stares at the ice that could trap him underneath, and locks his gaze on the metal twoleg contraptions that race by like shooting stars. Spackle contemplates too much. It's.. hard to notice on the ever vigilant gray and white tom, but it's there. Boz puffs out some cold hot air, letting it gather in mist in front of him , he always liked how it looked, like he could breathe the ice. Shuffling his paws again, he pushes himself up to sit, a sudden, but really dumb idea coming to his mind. What if he showed Wonder what the river looked liked frozen over on a night like this?
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(Awkward teens, ver entertaining xD, and thank you ;3; I try to, haha. And yus yus, I forget details like that all the time(: And Boz is feeling adventurous, so lets see where his super great not bad at all idea goes xD) |
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 18, 2023 14:28:25 GMT -5
Feathertalon was trying to figure out more story for Ambergaze, and had an idea I was wondering if youโd be down for? Basically, have Flame talk to Wila about coming with him to the moor, sheโs unsure and asks for some time to think about it (up to you how long) and during that time, Ambergaze comes to her in a dream and basically shows her a glimpse of what her future could be if she goes with him? Like them watching one of their kits become a warrior or something? Idk, details can be figured out, but I thought it would be a cute thing to do.
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