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Post by Incognito on Sept 24, 2007 0:15:46 GMT 9
Tarsen peaked his tortoiseshell head around the boulder and... A cat sat there, no hostility shown on there face, he put his head to one side and hesitantly sat.
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Post by .}{EXXI. on Sept 24, 2007 3:56:29 GMT 9
"Come on, I won't bite you know." She purred in amusement, going to great lengths to appear friendly. If the idea in her head was going to work, she would have to gain the trust of many cats. Why not start now? The cat that came into view was a tortoiseshell tom, closely followed by what was quite possibly the freakiest cat Swallow had ever seen. With looks like that, you can probably just scare the enemy away. She thought, denying the urge to throw a sharp comment at her concernign her abnormal appearance. Instead, Swallow flicked her tail in beckoning, meowing, "Hello. What are you two doing out in the cold?" She twitched an ear in Fier Neve's direction, "This is my...um, aquaintance, Fier Neve."
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Post by ♫ admin on Sept 25, 2007 1:07:04 GMT 9
Tizzy's eyes flicked nervously between the cat before her and Tarsen. She seemed friendly enough, but there was something...off...about her. Something she knew the cat was missing that Tizzy just couldn't put her paw on. She saw the black cat's gaze on her, and was instantly self-concious of her looks, remembering that all cats weren't as accepting as Tarsen. She decided she'd need to make a strong impression with looks like these, so she straightened up. "I'm Tizzy, and this is my friend Tarsen. We're looking for another cat by the name of Felicia. She has silver-blue fur. Seen her around?" she mewed. Once again, she was surprised by her voice in the company of strange cats. She then added, "What are you doing out here, hiding behind this rock?" It wasn't like her to be so assertive when first meeting someone, but something about this cat told her she'd have to come off strong from the start, so she didn't show the discomfort and anxiety burning inside of her.
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Post by Incognito on Sept 25, 2007 1:51:18 GMT 9
Tarsen simply passed his intense amber gaze over Swallow, Tizzy had confronted all the questions he wanted ther answer to. The tortoiseshell sighed inwardly, he was feeling slightly tired, after all the thinking he had been doing.
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Post by .}{EXXI. on Sept 26, 2007 0:54:41 GMT 9
"I am not hiding." She almost hissed, taking a moment to keep her friendly manner in place, "I mean, hello tizzy, Tarsen, we're not hiding, just sheltering." Here she ran through her mind for any cats named Felicia. There were none, or at least, none that she had met. Her mind flickered back to the cat she thought she'd seen earlier, it probably wasn't her but if it sounded like she'd seen her, these cats might be more willing to travel with her. "Felicia...Felicia, yes I think I know a cat with that name. She's a loner isn't she?" Swallow meowed, hazarding a guess, "I believe she lives in the Town. I could show you where I saw her last if you want." If she could stick with these cats long enough to gain their trust, she stood a chance of keeping them loyal to her.
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Post by ♫ admin on Sept 26, 2007 1:00:16 GMT 9
Tizzy was filled with excitement at the black and white cat's response. She knows Felicia! She thought ecstatically. She then reminded herself to stay calm, and not let her guard down. Leveling her voice, she mewed, "That would be great, thanks," giving Tarsen an excited look. It looked as if they were well on their way to finding his sister!
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Post by ♫ admin on Sept 26, 2007 1:31:14 GMT 9
Needlegaze crept along now. There was no threat to her here. She knew the no-lands like her own camp, and she was totally at ease with the scents and settings. This was who she REALLY was. Out here, in no-land territory. She prefferred the simple name of Dusk out here. It made her sound less like a mouse-brained clan cat. Pausing to taste the air, the reek of cats was strong. A mix--some rogues, some loners...was that the cat she'd chased out of PineClan territory two moons ago? Then again, it wouldn't be surprising if it was. Where else did the little freak have to go? She wondered if the cat was sucessful in making any friends. Crouching low, she narrowed her eyes at the cats before her.
[[Sunnie, I was wondering if, seeing as Dustwater snuck out of camp into no-land territory constantly since kithood, you wouldn't mind if we acted as if Swallow and Dustwater knew each-other previously? If that's OK with you, then the following will be included as a part of this post. If not, forget it. :3]]
Dustwater purred smugly as she watched the scene before her. The freak cat was there, accompanied by a friend--Tarsen, she thought was his name. She'd seen him around before. They were speaking to none other than her old friend Swallow, who was no doubt, swindling them into doing something they didn't really know anything about. Then there was some other cat who she had never seen before, but by the looks of her, was a formidable character, seeing as Swallow wasn't giving her meanacing glares. Padding out from her hiding place, relaxed in her company, she mewed lazily, "Hello, Swallow. Long time, no? You wouldn't believe, after all these years, those idiotic clan cats are still buying my 'loyal member' facade." She purred in amusement, staring at her old friend with smug affection and giving her chest fur a few casual licks. She'd ask what her friend's obvious new plan was later, out of the company of naiive, unknowing loners.
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Post by .}{EXXI. on Sept 26, 2007 1:52:52 GMT 9
[[Great idea!]] Swallow's flicked her tail in pleasent surprise as she recognised her old friend. "Greetings, Dusk, how's the prey running in your life among mouse-brained Clan cats?" She meowed dryly. This was one cat she could actually identify with, Dusk was a strong, malicious she-cat, just like herself, but that brought respect but also wariness. If any cat were to challenge her, it would be that grey feline. Swallow couldn't think why she was still with that idiotic Clan but perhaps it would be useful to have a spy in PineClan. For when they eventually attacked. Turning her attention back to the loners, Swallow nodded benevolently, "Say, Dusk, are you doing something here or do you want to come with me and show these loevely cats where we found...Felicia?"
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Post by ♫ admin on Sept 26, 2007 10:21:43 GMT 9
This was certainly odd. No doubt, Swallow was up to something, but now that she mentioned it, she could swear she'd heard the name 'Felicia' floating around before. Nevermind, though. She figured she should help her friend. Assistance in schemes first, questions later, she figured as she padded over to her friend, mewing "Sure." She was positive the black and white she-cat didn't miss the tinge of suspicion in Dusk's eyes as she padded over over to meet her.
Tizzy glanced suspiciously between the two cats. They were obviously long time friends, and well muscled. She remembered Dusk from somewhere...but she wasn't quite sure where. All she knew was that they were acting suspicious, and shhould they decide to attack Tarsen and her, they were crowfood. Still, they knew the location of Felicia, so she gave Tarsen a wary glance and padded slowly up to the two cats, head high, back straight, holding herself with as much pride and self-assurance as possible when she mewed, "Alright then, let's go."
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Post by Incognito on Sept 27, 2007 1:18:10 GMT 9
Tarsen was silent, he had a feeling about Swallow. Just a kind of vibe. Shaking his head angrily, the tom nodded and stood up wordlessy, excited, yet... suspicious.
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Post by .}{EXXI. on Sept 27, 2007 1:44:49 GMT 9
"To the town, then." Swallow suggested, forcing brightness into her tone. She had not missed the suspicion in all the cats' gazes but hoped it would only be a matter of time before she gained the two freak-cats' trust. They were a strange pair, one long-necked and one male tortoiseshell. Swallow was the most bothered by Dusk, to tell the truth. The she-cat would undoubtably want to kow what was happening but would she help if she knew Swallow was planning to overthrow the Clans? [[The next post might want to be on the Town thread.]]
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Post by pinecone on Sept 27, 2007 3:32:32 GMT 9
ooc;;
Sorry!
TT-TT
bic;;
Watching Swallow's sudden change in nature, Fier Neve chose to say nothing as he watched the exchange. Swallow had to be faking, after all, cats weren't hostile one second, then friendly the next. Well, most at least. But, then again, with rogue cats, you just never knew.
Watching the three cats converse about some random she-cat that lived in the town, Neve suddenly noticed the arrival of a new cat. One Swallow seemed to know. The new 'Dusk' cat seemed to be made along the lines of Swallow, except the Dusk cat was making less of an effort to seem friendly. But both gave off the feeling that they had ulterior motives.
Shaking this feeling off, Fier Neve rose from his sitting position behind the border, shuddering for a second as the cold wind sliced through his fur. Now that he got a good look at the two idiot cats, he saw that what they lacked in brains, they did not make up in looks. But still, better to follow the bound of four rather then stay out here where he was still learning how to hunt, and was most likely going to meet a quick end, whether it be from some cat attacking him, or from starvation. "Yes. To the Town." Unlike Swallow, Fier didn't attempt to fake brightness in his voice, content in simply pushing away the instinctive fear he felt of Swallow and Dusk, and the disgust he felt for Tizzy and Tarsen.
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Post by acacia on Sept 30, 2007 16:07:45 GMT 9
Side by side, padding swiftly along their way in the snow, were two cats; sisters. The slightly older looking one, though they were of the same litter, had soft grey fur, though it was short, it kept her warm. Her eyes were beautiful, stunning even. They danced and shifted between vibrant shades, aqua and ultramarine, green, blue, turquise, and many others. Her sister on the other hand, was thicker furred and downy white, pure as the snow that settled and swirled around her. The white she-cat had vivid green eyes, with the quality of fragments of glass or ice. "Acacia." The older said to her sister, Acacia. "Yes Celseni?" "Acacia, do you think we should join another group?" Acacia paused for a long moment. "I go where you go." They said no more for a while after that, just kept on walking through the dazzling white snow.
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Post by ♫ admin on Sept 30, 2007 16:49:08 GMT 9
[[ooc;; Welcome to the site! 8D Just to let you know, I think all the cats have left this board. They're in the town, so feel free to come and RP there if you get bored here all by yourself :3 BTW, most of them don't live in the town, they're just passing through, looking for another cat.]]
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Post by acacia on Sept 30, 2007 17:28:12 GMT 9
(Thanks! I shall wait here a while, I've read the posts and I'm guessing the cats will come back at some point...)
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