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Post by Myst on Aug 25, 2024 10:40:40 GMT -5
Bo will probably catch on to her 'best behavior' quick cause Alecto does not have the physical ability to be subtle or sly, and her change in behavior with Bite's influence will be quite clear oooo Spark and Bite getting into it would be super interesting o: it'd be a wild interaction to see I almost wonder if that would be enough to snap Bo out of it? Like seeing how the conflict is starting to turn everyone against everyone kind of? I think that could very much end up being the case, or even just getting him far enough out of his own hostility that he can actually see what's happened and how this is affecting the farm I think ultimately Spark's fight with Bite would bring some sense back to him
also!! Very sorry I poofed, was dealing with some stuff that came up - I will def have replies up tonight once my family leaves my place
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 25, 2024 21:24:31 GMT -5
replies coming tomorrowwwww i did get one and a half written tonight but brain is shutting down so i'll have to continue tomorrow -w-
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Post by Myst on Aug 25, 2024 22:02:37 GMT -5
Honey | The Forest | With Shadow runningsky123Again, her friend made a good point – surely these cats wouldn’t just take another’s home. She had to really hope he was right in that aspect. He had to be – he’d seen many more life events than herself, so surely he would know. Drawing in a slow breath, the molly nodded after a moment. “You’re right – I think I’m just worked up,” she meowed. Another slow breath, and some of the tension finally began to flee her muscles. Right – she needed to get back to herself. “Besides, they’re still just rumors. Nothing to get ruffled over.” It sounded more like the flame point was trying to reassure herself rather than stating a fact. Despite this, it was a better state for her to be in. No more rushing thoughts about what may or may not happen to her little patch of forest. Though, another thought occurred to her. The moor. “What about the fields across the river – you think they may settle over there? Sometimes I forget it’s there – can’t say I’ve ever been… But surely there are cats over there?” She didn’t know – it was rare she ever had to think about the land across the way. Bo & Alecto | The Farm | With Spark runningsky123The response he received drew another warm, low chuckle from the eldest canine. “You weren’t” he chuffed. Spark had certainly been a force to reign in, but he learned quick and always seemed eager to do so. Like learning was in his blood. Based on his tales of all the fancy things he learned for competitions, Bo had no doubt that this was the truth of his existence. He could only hope that the new dog had even a shred of that drive for information. “Lets get movin’ – we’ll start at the far side.”With that, he was off in a light trot toward the fields that would be left generally untended until just before the season turned. Sounds of the pair behind him reached his ears with it as they moved through damp earth and the occasional clump of unmelted snow. Alecto dipped her head every now and then to take up the scents. “Got a lot of cats around here, huh?” she asked, brown eyes glancing toward Spark. “Scent’s everywhere since I got here. None of the cats at my farm stuck around for long.” And she wouldn’t admit to being the reason, not unless she really had to.
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Post by Myst on Aug 25, 2024 22:05:33 GMT -5
Dew | The Moor | With Tracker ivypool4life For these few moments where she eyed the younger tom, there was no convincing her that something wasn't wrong. He could say very little that would sway her. Even the way he returned her greeting was wrong, voice tight and muscles seemingly tense. After a moment or two of their little stare down, the younger broke. Ah, just as she thought. Gaze softening, she offered one of her signature grins. "Leaf-bare is sort of lonesome," she agreed. Part of her was sure there was more, especially with that little stammer of his when he assured her of otherwise. Best leave it be - Dew had gotten something out of him, and that was better than nothing. "We should head over there now - can't say I've been there in a couple moons. Odd to say, but I think I miss the barn dogs." She'd never necessarily had a bad experience with canines, but she'd always been warned to be wary of them by her father. The farm dogs were different, though. With her normal pep back in her step, the molly started off at a leisurely pace, waving her tail for her friend to follow. "Let's get a move on~" Milo | The Treeline | With Zinnia soot Despite the chill that seeped from the ground into his paw pads and inched up his legs the longer they travelled, he was happy to be making the journey. Even as his companion chattered and confirmed his suspicions about food sources this time of year, part at him marvelled at what life could be like out here. Of course, it was all theoretical. He was sure that if it came down to it that he wouldn't be able to hunt to save his life. And it would depend on it. Zinnia brought him back to himself, just as he had earlier. Another of his low purrs vibrated through him as the smaller of them said he wouldn't be surprised to be seen by him specifically. He'd scared a couple of cats here and there, sitting on his fence post in the dark like a sentinel. Though, it seemed the warning of his presence was well received. "Just might - must say I quite enjoyed your company," Milo meowed. Stationary once again, the cold was starting to settle on him. That meant it was time to part ways. With a light shake of his pelt followed by a quick nod to the black cat before him, he offered a warm smile and departing wave of the tail. "Safe trails and happy huntin' - I'll see you 'round, Zinnia." After sparing one last glance at the trees, the tabby finally turned, trotting back the way they came.
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Post by Myst on Aug 25, 2024 22:08:46 GMT -5
Kuta | Travelling the Moor | With Gray Sky whisperingThe little transgression between them was essentially forgotten by the time he'd turned around to lead the way to his best hunting spots. Already the tall feline had a pep in his step, with jaws slightly parted and ears high and alert. He only angled an ear back when the grey and white tabby spoke up, questioning his knowledge of the land. "I know enough not to starve," Kuta answered happily. Hunger had stayed with him for a few days here and there, but it seemed he was made for this area. Oh, how proud his mother would be to see him hunt the way she does. "Stay low and be still - listen and you will find your meal." she would say to him. Of his brothers, he'd had the hardest time with hunting, never being able to sit still. His mother had been so very patient with him, and now look at him. Fending for himself in lands similar to those she would tell her kits about. Kuta's pace slowed as they approached a fairly small area where the plant life was sparse, though not visibly so if one wasn't looking. There was a hole that gave way to a tunnel and came with the stale scent of rabbit. "These are all over the place - rabbit warrens. You can scare them out and catch them from their escape hole. Sometimes you can even reach in and snag one or two. The ones you don't get tend to come back after a few days if you stay away after." Silly things, rabbits. He always wondered why they would return, though never thought on it long enough. "If it stays empty long enough, sometimes lizards or little snakes will stop in - quick meal if you don't mind the scales."A new question, one he didn't have a real answer to. "It is! I'm excited for the big melt. Though, I'm not sure about this place specifically, but I have an idea." Pausing, he dipped his head towards the hole, listening intently. Old scents hardly lied, but it didn't hurt to check. When nothing reached his ears, he lifted his head and started away, flicking his short tail for the other to join. "My mother lives in a similar place, I think. The land was always warm, and the grasses were the color of the last daylight." A pang in his chest - he wanted so badly to go back. Memories were foggy and though he remembered his mother well, the land was not so secure in his mind. Still, something in him missed it. "I imagine this place will be more green, but warm all the same. The grass will be bright, soft and tall, the rocks good for sunbathed naps. Hunting by moonlight will be more comforting, and prey will be abundant." Another pause and a quick glance over his shoulder. "I'm not sure how to put it, really. but it'll look alive. It will look like the land is welcoming you home." It was the most his mind had truly worked in a while, but work it did. It had always seemed something was missing to him when the weather turned cold, but he could never put his claw on what. Even the trees that stayed green across the river seemed to have any pleasantry sucked out of them. Living in it was much different than seeing it from a window, but even with his yearning for the warmth of next season, he didn't regret it. (brought you all with minimal coding! very sorry it took me so long, and I don't think any of these are my best - I have a migraine, but I really wanted to get these replies out for everyone)
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 25, 2024 23:44:12 GMT -5
(OOC: Hi, I'm Red! This RP looks amazing! I have these three characters for now, but I might add more later lol)
Risky -- 16 moons -- Non-binary (they/them) Cunning | Fiercely Loyal | Ambitious Orange and black tortoiseshell with pale amber eyes Loner | SylvanClan Mother is Jasmine and father is Firefly. Didn't want to live the same life as their mother. When they were old enough, they struck out with Firefly and lived with him briefly. Now lives on their own near the river as a loner. Slow to trust. AFAB, asexual, biromantic.
Jasmine -- 30 moons -- Molly Blunt | Genuine | Open-minded Pale orange molly with green eyes Kittypet | Undetermined Born and raised a kittypet, formerly mated with Firefly. Three kits, including Risky. Other two kits live in different twoleg nests. Misses Risky but understands why they declined a kittypet life. Bisexual.
Firefly -- 30 moons -- Tom Aloof | Adventurous | Callous Black tom with white chest fur and pale amber eyes. Rogue | EtherClan Lived with parents for a time, left on his own after both succumbed to illness. Met Jasmine while roaming the twoleg place, not mated for long, left when kits were around three moons old. Returned five moons later and eventually took Risky with him. Went their separate ways after disagreements on ways of life and viewpoints. Aromantic, bisexual.
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Post by asrise on Aug 25, 2024 23:51:28 GMT -5
rεdwιllow Nice to see a new member! I would have loved to have an interaction with Risky as they are close to where some of my cats are, but they already have something going on right now. Maybe later, though!
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 25, 2024 23:55:25 GMT -5
(OOC: asrise Nice to meet you! No worries about your characters being busy at the moment. I should probably sleep anyway ^^' I just wanted to get my characters out there!)
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Post by Light on Aug 26, 2024 0:35:44 GMT -5
(Welcome, Redwillow! ^^) --- (I won't be able to get replies in this week. My older niece and nephew are currently visiting and there will be a wifi curfew. So I might be able to peek on here once in a while, but won't have the time to reply until Friday or Saturday. I'll keep you guys posted in case plans change. ;3)
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 26, 2024 7:02:26 GMT -5
(OOC: Hi, I'm Red! This RP looks amazing! I have these three characters for now, but I might add more later lol)
Risky -- 16 moons -- Non-binary (they/them) Cunning | Fiercely Loyal | Ambitious Orange and black tortoiseshell with pale amber eyes Loner | SylvanClan Mother is Jasmine and father is Firefly. Didn't want to live the same life as their mother. When they were old enough, they struck out with Firefly and lived with him briefly. Now lives on their own near the river as a loner. Slow to trust. AFAB, asexual, biromantic.
Jasmine -- 25 moons -- Molly Blunt | Genuine | Open-minded Pale orange molly with green eyes Kittypet | Undetermined Born and raised a kittypet, formerly mated with Firefly. Three kits, including Risky. Other two kits live in different twoleg nests. Misses Risky but understands why they declined a kittypet life. Bisexual.
Firefly -- 25 moons -- Tom Aloof | Adventurous | Callous Black tom with white chest fur and pale amber eyes. Rogue | EtherClan Lived with parents for a time, left on his own after both succumbed to illness. Met Jasmine while roaming the twoleg place, not mated for long, left when kits were around three moons old. Returned five moons later and eventually took Risky with him. Went their separate ways after disagreements on ways of life and viewpoints. Aromantic, bisexual. Everything looks good! Welcome to the role-play c: I’ll get your characters added some point today, but you’re free to start role-playing!
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 26, 2024 8:58:10 GMT -5
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 26, 2024 9:32:54 GMT -5
Risky - Forest near the river
Risky pushed through the dense brambles blocking a small hole beneath a tree where they'd been nesting, shivering in the chill morning air. Reaching their front paws forward, they pressed their chest to the earth in a luxurious stretch and shook themself out. The lithe tortoiseshell had been on their own for some time now, but on mornings like this, they found their thoughts drifting to their father, wondering where Firefly was these days and if he was fairing okay. I hope he's getting enough to eat, wherever he is. It was a small comfort that Risky always knew where their mother was. Jasmine hadn't wanted to come with them when they left the twoleg place. Risky couldn't exactly blame her, but felt fondness for their mother, especially knowing that it couldn't have been easy to watch one of her kits venture into the woods instead of remaining in the safety of a twoleg nest. But that life hadn't been for Risky. They'd always felt confined in the walls of the nest and resented relying on their housefolk to feed them. So, they'd left, taking the advent of Firefly's arrival to get an introduction to life in the wild, and hadn't looked back. Not even the coldest days of leaf-bare could make them regret their decision.
Jasmine - Twolegplace
Jasmine sat perched on the fence of her housefolk's garden, gazing out into the woods. She often did this, wondering where her kit had ended up, fretting over if they were safe and hoping that Firefly had stayed with them. She snorted softly. Privately, doubted the latter. Firefly was too independent and flighty to stay in one place for long. Sighing deeply, she hopped down from the fence and trotted back inside the nest. Her housefolk didn't like when she was out for long in the cold. It didn't really bother her, but they didn't know that and she didn't like to worry them.
Firefly - Pine forest
Firefly padded through the pines, his pawsteps muted on the bed of needles that blanketed the forest floor here. He peered through the trees, pausing now and then to scent for prey. His ears pricked as he detected a mouse trail and he dropped into a crouch, prowling stealthily through the woods. The scent grew stronger as he approached. He halted briefly to check the wind direction, then continued forward. He heard squeaks just before he saw a mouse nibbling on something on the root of a pine tree. Firefly narrowed his eyes and flattened his ears, gathering his hind paws beneath him before launching himself forward and making short work of his prey. The mouse was a scrawny thing, barely worth a couple of mouthfuls, but it would do for now.
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Post by asrise on Aug 26, 2024 10:26:45 GMT -5
Okay.... Twist my rubber arm! Here's two more cats: Rudy - 38 moons - Male Reckless / Crude / Big-hearted Large, Havana brown tomcat with dilute green eyes and lean muscles. Rogue / Undecided No familial relations yet, but open to them. Heterosexual Ambassador - 46 Moons - Female Loyal / Imposing / Fair Smoke Maine Coon with a darker face, lighter chest and belly. Has amber eyes. Loner / Undecided No familial relations yet Pan Ambassador was born a kittypet, but got lost in the forest one day after being ambushed by rouges. She now lives near the river and the marsh, trying to stop conflicts and scuffles between cats. soot Rudy is my new character for your de-clawed kittypet idea, if you still want to do that. rεdwιllow Ambassador is open for interaction, if you want to. I just couldn't wait!
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 26, 2024 10:40:14 GMT -5
(asrise I'm absolutely open to that! Ambassador sounds like a really cool character!)
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 26, 2024 12:12:20 GMT -5
(asrise Do you want to make a post with Ambassador and go from there, or do you want Risky to find her? Either is fine with me!)
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Post by asrise on Aug 26, 2024 12:40:31 GMT -5
Vanilla - Twolegplace with Magpie (whispering ) “Trapped?” Vanilla hummed, unconcerned compared to Magpie’s cagey attitude. “I’m not trapped… Sure, sometimes they close the door, but I can always wait till the next morning they open it. I guess that’s pretty different from your wide-open sky, huh?” She looked at the artificial lights, and all the fixtures of her twolegplace home. All of it looked very comforting… blankets, carpets, big squishy couches! I guess I could call it… soft. But why is Magpie so afraid of it?“There’s really nothing to be afraid of…” Vanilla meowed softly, butting up against Magpie in a comforting gesture. “Not like there is on the moor, and especially not on the streets outside.” The ragdoll molly shivered. “Maybe you’re right about rabbits being tastier than Twoleg food, but is it worth it? I’ve heard there are these horrible birds on the moor that eat cats whole! Is that true?”Ambassador - Forest near river with Risky (rεdwιllow )
Ambassador sat next to the split streams of the river, all frozen to ice in the frigid leaf-bare air. It’s been too long since I’ve fished… but I’ll have to wait a little longer. Newleaf could not come quick enough. Prey was in short supply, and hungry cats were easy to anger. She certainly had her work cut out for her. But now, she waited alone, listening to the whistling of the wind between the trees. It was peaceful, for now. She padded along the shore of the river, hearing the crunch of the snow under her paws as she moved under the cover of the trees. Ambassador paused, hearing the shuffling sound of another animal… no, a cat. She made sure to relax herself. It’s always best to appear unaffected to keep an unknown cat at ease, she reminded herself. The large molly saw a tortoiseshell leave their nest, pacing around the shore. They didn’t look as if they were in the middle of anything, so she moved forwards, stopping short a comfortable distance away. “Good day… I don’t believe I’ve seen you around this river before. My name is Ambassador, yours?”
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 26, 2024 12:54:35 GMT -5
Risky - Forest near the river with Ambassador (asrise) Risky whirled around, tail fluffing in surprise and claws sliding out warily. They regarded the newcomer with naked suspicion, scanning her posture and eyes to detect any sign of a threat. The smokey gray molly before them appeared friendly enough, but Risky stayed on their guard. Taking a deep breath, they forced their fur to lie flat but kept their claws out in case of danger. For once, they were glad for the cover of snow to hide this fact. "Hello. I'm Risky," they mewed in reply. They eyed Ambassador, privately jealous of her thick coat to keep out the cold. Risky took a cautious step forward and nodded toward the river beside them. "If this is your territory, I can move on. I didn't scent anyone when I found this place a quarter moon ago." They paused, then, "Where did you come from, anyway?"
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Post by whispering on Aug 26, 2024 13:07:17 GMT -5
welcome redwillow! i'll work on replies here soon xp
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 26, 2024 13:10:28 GMT -5
(Thanks for having me! Your clan looks amazing!)
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Post by soot on Aug 26, 2024 14:14:40 GMT -5
Hey there ^^ Welcome welcome!
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 26, 2024 14:24:46 GMT -5
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Post by soot on Aug 26, 2024 14:31:51 GMT -5
asrise Ahh! He seems delightful ;-; and fits so well I think! I'm getting my dear gals written up right now ^^ She'll likely be the last character I make for now, as I have kit slots taken for future reference.. ^^" As for their story! I was kind of debating two things, and feel free to make any ideas as well! It's both our characters after all! So, I was sort of thinking, I do want her to eventually join a clan (which one TBD), but I was thinking it'd be interesting if he ends up joining the clans first, before she does? And as for romance! I'm not too big on love triangles, for my own characters, but I do quite like the idea of Rudy perhaps being hung on another guy/gal, while Lavinia (my gal) is hooked on him. And eventually finding eachother?? If you'd be up for it?
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Post by soot on Aug 26, 2024 14:37:20 GMT -5
Lavinia // 35 moons // Molly Demure | Hesitant | Cheered A medium furred, light brown molly with a white neck, and muzzle. Along with green eyes, and soft, declawed paws. Kittypet // TBD (Abandoned by Twolegs)
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Post by Myst on Aug 26, 2024 14:37:59 GMT -5
welcome redwillow!! glad to have ya here c:
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Post by Myst on Aug 26, 2024 14:38:43 GMT -5
Lavinia // 35 moons // Molly Demure | Hesitant | Cheered A medium furred, light brown molly with a white neck, and muzzle. Along with green eyes, and soft, declawed paws. Kittypet // TBD (Abandoned by Twolegs) SCREEEEEEEE brain rot me was so happy to see she's demure I can't event tell you I'll make her adoptee tonight if that's something you still wanted to do c: any preference on age??
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 26, 2024 14:39:12 GMT -5
(Hi! It's nice to be here! I was on the original forums back in the day. It's nice to be back :3)
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Post by soot on Aug 26, 2024 14:40:41 GMT -5
PFFt- I've been hearing it all around lately for some reason and.. it fit. So I used it xD And hm, I'd say.. gosh, I'm terrible with moon ages, so like- a 12 year old equivalent?? If you're good with that age, though feel free for wiggle room!
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Post by soot on Aug 26, 2024 14:41:30 GMT -5
It's nice to meet you aswell Redwillow ^^ And huh, that's cool! Well glad to have you back(:
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Post by rεdwιllow on Aug 26, 2024 14:47:13 GMT -5
(Also I wanted to say, Jasmine's two other kits are up for grabs if someone wants to play them. I didn't want to give myself five characters right from the jump. If no one makes them, maybe I'll eventually create those two characters. But they're available for now!)
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Post by asrise on Aug 26, 2024 14:47:26 GMT -5
soot Thanks! I was thinking that they were already together before the romance (or maybe it is one-sided at that point) and Rudy just feels like he wants to help Lavinia. Maybe he would try to push her to join a clan with him after his romantic interest (not her) joins one? I'm just not sure who exactly that could be, but it could be one of my characters. I guess more of a friends to lovers situation as they join the clan would work for me. But what do you think about that?
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