Mild mde his way out of his den, stretching out his back legs with a long yawn. Might as well go hunting. That'll give me something to do. Maybe I'll meet another cat! The tom was only 13 moons old, but he hadn't been on his own for too long. Mild made his way over to the creek, getting ready to go fishing for the day. Mild sat down on the bank, starring straight into the water. A fish swam by, catching the young toms eye. He slid his claws out, digging them into the fishes spine. Mild lifted his prey out of the water and killed it with a bite.
Mangle woke up to her adopted son, waking up, getting up herself. The molly let out a yawn, making her way out of the camp. The she-cat saw Mild by the creek, moving her way over to the young tom. "Nice catch Mild. It is a great day to get our pile ready. We never know what cat might show up.
They might need our help." meowed Mangle with a slight dip of her head. Mangle sat next to her adopted son on the bank, starring at the fish he had caught.
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Inuri Slowly Walked through the Woodlands, Stopping every now and then to make sure she wasn't being followed. That was the last thing she, a 15 moon old tabby needed. She had very few wants, and a Mate was at the very bottom of her list. She slowly padded down to the Creek, unaware that there was someone else there, although they were to far upstream for her to hear them. She sat down by the waters edge, and slowly dipped her paw into the water, pulling back quickly since it was rather Cold. "Ugh, Of all days, it has to be cold today...." She muttered, before placing her paw back into the water.
Name: Inuri
Gender: Female
Age: 15 Moons
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Personality: She Likes to be alone, and is more of a "Lets' just get the Work done" Type of feline. She does have sense of Humor, although it is Kind of Dry. She rarely tells Joke, and is known for always telling the truth.
Inuri Slowly Walked through the Woodlands, Stopping every now and then to make sure she wasn't being followed. That was the last thing she, a 15 moon old tabby needed. She had very few wants, and a Mate was at the very bottom of her list. She slowly padded down to the Creek, unaware that there was someone else there, although they were to far upstream for her to hear them. She sat down by the waters edge, and slowly dipped her paw into the water, pulling back quickly since it was rather Cold. "Ugh, Of all days, it has to be cold today...." She muttered, before placing her paw back into the water.
Name: Inuri
Gender: Female
Age: 15 Moons
Looks:
Personality: She Likes to be alone, and is more of a "Lets' just get the Work done" Type of feline. She does have sense of Humor, although it is Kind of Dry. She rarely tells Joke, and is known for always telling the truth.
Rank: Loner
Mild sniffed the air, scenting another cat farther down. He looked over to see a she-cat by the waters edge. The young tom made his way over to Inuri, leaving his adoptive mother where she was. "Hello. Im Mild. That over there is Mangle. So what vrings you here?" meowed Mild with a friendly voice. The tom tried his best to hide his excitement. I finally get to meet another cat. Its actually happening!
Mangle watched her adopted son, move over towards the new comer with a long sigh. The older she-cat walked over to Mild and Inuri, trying to keep her fur lied flat. That adopted kit of mine is always trying to leave the camp and meet other cats. I don't think I'm quite ready to let him go.
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Jabba a fat cat, who almost looked like a kittypet stumbled around bumping into Mangle, he unsheathed his claws and turns around, almost as if he couldn’t see,” I won’t attack unless you attack...” he braced himself for an attack, then brushed his tail along Mild and turned around toward Mild,” Quit running in circles, either attack or tell me your not hostile! Great Starclan.” He muttered. He never knew what it meant, but he had learned that from his mother...unknown to him, it was a clan cat phrase.
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Mild sniffed the air, scenting another cat farther down. He looked over to see a she-cat by the waters edge. The young tom made his way over to Inuri, leaving his adoptive mother where she was. "Hello. Im Mild. That over there is Mangle. So what vrings you here?" meowed Mild with a friendly voice. The tom tried his best to hide his excitement. I finally get to meet another cat. Its actually happening!
Mangle watched her adopted son, move over towards the new comer with a long sigh. The older she-cat walked over to Mild and Inuri, trying to keep her fur lied flat. That adopted kit of mine is always trying to leave the camp and meet other cats. I don't think I'm quite ready to let him go.
Inuri Jumped at the Sudden Voice, Having not heard His approach. She whipped her head around to face him, fear momentarily noticeable in her eyes, and then she let out a small sigh of relief seeing the younger tom. "Oh, Hello..I'm Inuri...And I Came out here mostly to explore..." She gave a quick sniff, before realizeing she had to be carefull, since the scent on him was like that of a clan-cat. "So, do you come here often, Mild?" She asked, Tilting her head slightly.
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Mild felt a cat bump into him, causing the tom to jump up and stare at the blind cat. "We're not here to attack anyone. Why would you be any different." Assured Mild. The tom looked back at Inuri. "Nice name.
I live here, so yeah." replied Mild.
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Jabba a fat cat, who almost looked like a kittypet stumbled around bumping into Mangle, he unsheathed his claws and turns around, almost as if he couldn’t see,” I won’t attack unless you attack...” he braced himself for an attack, then brushed his tail along Mild and turned around toward Mild,” Quit running in circles, either attack or tell me your not hostile! Great Starclan.” He muttered. He never knew what it meant, but he had learned that from his mother...unknown to him, it was a clan cat phrase.
Mild felt a cat bump into him, causing the tom to jump up and stare at the blind cat. "We're not here to attack anyone. Why would you be any different." Assured Mild. The tom looked back at Inuri. "Nice name.
I live here, so yeah." replied Mild.
"Ehh...I Think He's Blind..." Inuri Whispered to Mild, not intending to be Rude at all. "Hey, were not here to attack you, we are simply sitting by the...um..river."Inuri said aloud, mostly so Jabba would know she was there.
"Ehh...I Think He's Blind..." Inuri Whispered to Mild, not intending to be Rude at all. "Hey, were not here to attack you, we are simply sitting by the...um..river."Inuri said aloud, mostly so Jabba would know she was there.
Mild felt a cat bump into him, causing the tom to jump up and stare at the blind cat. "We're not here to attack anyone. Why would you be any different." Assured Mild. The tom looked back at Inuri. "Nice name.
I live here, so yeah." replied Mild.
Jabba sheathed his claws,” Sorry...I thought you might be those Dusk Syndicate cats who attack randomly. And yeah, I heard you... I am blind. My names Jabba by the way.” He meowed
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"Ehh...I Think He's Blind..." Inuri Whispered to Mild, not intending to be Rude at all. "Hey, were not here to attack you, we are simply sitting by the...um..river."Inuri said aloud, mostly so Jabba would know she was there.
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Jabba sheathed his claws,” Sorry...I thought you might be those Dusk Syndicate cats who attack randomly. And yeah, I heard you... I am blind. My names Jabba by the way.” He meowed
Mild looked at Jabba with a slight smile. "If I was a Dusk Syndicate cat I would kill myself. I never would join them, especially because of their dark ways." chuckled Mild. The tom looked over at his adopted mother with a shrug of his shoulders.
Mangle moved over to Mild, starring at Jabba. "If you were one of them I'd still love you the same." meowed Mangle almost in a whisper as she licked the young toms head. The molly watched as Mild dipped his head, trying to get away from her annoying licks.
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Mild and Mangle's camp(always open)
