Pond's Twisted Tunnel
 

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This rp is about a loner tom named Pond. He travels through tunnels, spending part of his time below and above ground. When it is needed, Pond would gratefully assist others in need. Even so, he can be a bit reserved and on the quiet side.

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Entering the network of the wet tunnels, the slim fae was put in front of a tom. Examining him, she smirked, furrowing her eyebrows. Her name was Epona. A tall, tan, mostly envious cat that brings absolutely no joy to anyone, but probably hatred. Yet, how beautiful and stunning she was. Muscular, tall, intelligent and rather handsome, she lured numerous toms into traps of her beauty, breaking their hearts after awhile.

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Pond padded forwards through the crumbly path of the rough tunnel, sniffing the air. There was another feline here. A she-cat, dead ahead. His amber eyes could hardly make out the shadowy figure, but his sense of smell had sharpened from living underground for so long.
The reddish-feline braced himself. "Hello?" The tom called out, twitching his tail in nervousness.

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(Hallo :3)
Sodden, a brown furred tom with black stripes and blue eyes, padded into the tunnels, each step more of a drag than the last. He had left ShadowClan, where he had been named Soddenfur, not long ago, because of a long, hidden story that caused the cat to lose his motivation to stay a clan cat, or more specifically, around many others. He was still confused and unsure of his future, but for now he needed shelter. He could faintly sense the presence of other cats. The tomcat slid cautiously down the tunnel, growing closer to Epona.

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(Heyyy!)
Pond still faced ahead, forcing the hairs on the back of his neck to stay flat. It was almost crazy how worried he was; the phobia of meeting newcomers. Usually, days passed by where there were no visitors to these tunnels. But today, bright and early after his nap, there were already two cats.
Feeling a wave of timidness, the tom took a step back and flattened his ears. "H-hello?" He repeated.

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Carring her only living kit, a large she-cat ran through the tunnels, her little kit mewing loudly, echoing through the tunnels.

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(HAI!)
Synth(White tom with blood-red eye on left and faint blue eye on right(can only see with one eye)) woke up in a cave. or a tunnel. He had taken shelter from the rain. The light had seeped in, revealing that it was a tunnel. Curiosity got the better of him and he went in. A few moments later he was utterly lost. He turned right, then left, then left, then right.... he had absolutely no idea where he was going until he scented a cat. Following the scent, the scent multiplied by 3. He ran towards them, until he ran into a tom with red pelt...

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The shecat could smell more cats, and she thought her kit mewling would give away that they are there so she stopped running and laid down with her kit, her kit son quieted down and went to sleep.The shecat was still sure that staying here was a good idea, but for her kit, she stayed there watching over her kit.

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The tom slowly closed his amber orbs in disbelief. Why, of all days, would there be so many cats in this tunnel? He opened his mouth to breath in all the new scents. Doing so, his mind provoked more questions. "W-w-who are you guys?" Pond spoke openly, hoping that someone would respond to his messages. Was everyone as aloof as he was? Most likely not- they probably were just adjusting to the dusky, silty tunnel?