The Cats of Magnolia Avenue

[pomegranate]

Originally Posted by Blueberry

He dipped his head as he saw that another shecat was following the first. (@ombreparty ) the first shecat seemed to have some sort of status even though she was not as intimidating as he. However he had never trusted anycat with who he was until he knew who they were, so he asked. “Forgive me for asking, but I would like to know who you are first, I deeply apologize, although I’m sure you are a nice cat, I have met some bad ones through my time, I have learned not to give who I am until I know who the other is.” He dipped his head apologetically. He did not wish to offend this cat.

Originally Posted by Ombre Party

Calypso held back, but she still did take a few more steps closer to the cat, down to the ground submissively. She did not wish to annoy them by being so close, but she knew this was
important.

(ACk i just realized we were supposed to use Silver's post... SORRY ill do it next time)))

It’s okay! I don’t mind, it was just to lessen the confusion.)
Puff held her head up, deciding to speak. “Many words for one mouth.” She stopped for awhile, wanting to let her words soak in before she continued. Flicking her tail, she lifted her head. “I’m Puff. Welcome to Magnolia Avenue. This is Calypso, she may introduce herself if she wants to.” Puff turned to nod warmly to Calypso, stepping back to let the other molly forward if she wished.

[Blueberry]

Originally Posted by Silver Fishie

It’s okay! I don’t mind, it was just to lessen the confusion.)
Puff held her head up, deciding to speak. “Many words for one mouth.” She stopped for awhile, wanting to let her words soak in before she continued. Flicking her tail, she lifted her head. “I’m Puff. Welcome to Magnolia Avenue. This is Calypso, she may introduce herself if she wants to.” Puff turned to nod warmly to Calypso, stepping back to let the other molly forward if she wished.

“Greetings Puff, Calypso.” He dipped his head. “And this is Magnolia Avenue huh? It’s beautiful. I am shatter, given my name from my mother’s shattered heart once my father was killed by two-legs. I don’t think they are too bad... most of them anyways. I’m sorry if I am intruding, however I currently have no home and this looked like a beautiful place to live.” He cocked his head as if to say: ‘so can I stay?’ @Silver Fishie

[Pluto]

Originally Posted by Blueberry

“Greetings Puff, Calypso.” He dipped his head. “And this is Magnolia Avenue huh? It’s beautiful. I am shatter, given my name from my mother’s shattered heart once my father was killed by two-legs. I don’t think they are too bad... most of them anyways. I’m sorry if I am intruding, however I currently have no home and this looked like a beautiful place to live.” He cocked his head as if to say: ‘so can I stay?’ @Silver Fishie

Calypso dipped her head respectfully, not speaking up, but nodding in agrreement to let him know She was Calypso. I don't feel like I have the right to say my name, even when Puff says I can! This is a meeting. She scolded herself, lowering herself lower to the ground with a hesitant, "Hi Shatter."

[Blueberry]

Originally Posted by Ombre Party

Calypso dipped her head respectfully, not speaking up, but nodding in agrreement to let him know She was Calypso. I don't feel like I have the right to say my name, even when Puff says I can! This is a meeting. She scolded herself, lowering herself lower to the ground with a hesitant, "Hi Shatter."

“There is no need to be submissive to me. I am not in a position of power. I would just like to live here.” Shatter replied humbly.

[pomegranate]

Originally Posted by Blueberry

“There is no need to be submissive to me. I am not in a position of power. I would just like to live here.” Shatter replied humbly.

Puff watched the exchange between Calypso and Shatter. She flicked her tail, as if saying no. But then, she paused and turned her head, then back to stare at Shatter. “I do not decide who makes a home here. Stay if you like, but find yourself a place. Fit into the rankings, and don’t ruin what’s here.” She meowed calmly, but a hint of challenge was in her voice. She knew that she did not ‘own’ Magnolia Avenue, but she had to imply that she had power. Puff was very well aware at all times that any cat could knock her from her position at any moment.

[Blueberry]

Originally Posted by Silver Fishie

Puff watched the exchange between Calypso and Shatter. She flicked her tail, as if saying no. But then, she paused and turned her head, then back to stare at Shatter. “I do not decide who makes a home here. Stay if you like, but find yourself a place. Fit into the rankings, and don’t ruin what’s here.” She meowed calmly, but a hint of challenge was in her voice. She knew that she did not ‘own’ Magnolia Avenue, but she had to imply that she had power. Puff was very well aware at all times that any cat could knock her from her position at any moment.

“Alright puff, I promise, I won’t ruin this place. I’ll go make myself a nest.” Shatter said as he padded off to find a place.

[pomegranate]

Originally Posted by Blueberry

“Alright puff, I promise, I won’t ruin this place. I’ll go make myself a nest.” Shatter said as he padded off to find a place.

Puff watched the large tom pad away, his promise still in her ears. Switching to silent mode, the type she preferred to use with cats who understood how to speak this way. She tilted her head towards Calypso, her brain forming a question. ‘Do you think he’s okay?’ She seemed to ask, her multicolored eyes glancing towards the molly.
@Ombre Party

[Bracken12]

Originally Posted by Silver Fishie

(So, I recently read “The Cats of Roxville Station” by Jean Craighead George, and I thought that kind of topic was cool!)

Puff
Puff is a calico tortoiseshell shecat. He fur base coat is a deep brown, with an oaky and rowan tinge That is only noticed when looked upon closely. Her face is tapered to a sligh wedge, her face soft and dainty. Her head is split in half, a result of her chimera genes. One half is a light ginger tabby cat, while the other side is a dark mess of ginger and brown and black splotches. Her ears are large and have nicks in them, but her whiskers are still intact and long, graceful, hues of white. Her eyes are amber in her left, with rays of sunset gold and flecks of lime green near the iris. Her pupils are a dark yellow, ochre. Her right eye is blue, a deep blue of oceans. The color fades to an ice blue near the rims, with spots of green. Her nose is coal black, and her teeth are long and a bit yellowed. Her body is a scramble of colors, but her front right paw is pure orange tabby, a sandy color, and her left back paw is pure black, blacker than night. Her tail is also mottled, but has three rings of sandy orange near the tip.
Her attitude is mainly kind, but more of tolerant. She has a set territory, and she doesn’t like cats of any type, close to her or not, near her nest. They touch her belongings, they’re dead. While wary, she is normally welcoming and kind to visitors, who are passing through. Don’t expect to be allowed to stay. She isn’t very trusting, or trustworthy, because if you put your life in her paws, she would most likely drop it. In a pool of acid. Being eaten by a bear. Who was being eaten by a lion. Who then fell into a ravine. Who then- what am I saying? You get the picture. Her face is kind, and her body is small, but she has managed to pack in a lot of power into those tiny claws, and she rules her own little kingdom, called Magnolia Ave.

Magnolia Avenue
Magnolia avenue is known for its bright and blossoming cherry trees in the spring. The red branches and delicate flowers are pink and cheery. Among those trees, there are sky high oaks and evergreens, perfect for hiding and climbing. Houses line the paved road, all neat and orderly.
The people:
Magnolia Ave, 815, yellow house. This is where the ‘cat lady’ lives. She sets out opened cans of food every morning, for the strays who come and go every once and awhile. The kind, weathered widow has a large front porch with a lazy swing (Puff’s suntime napping spot) and a large garden out back. The garden has many plants, the best plant being a large rosebuds here out back, perfect for dozing off in.
Magnolia Ave, 816, old brown house. This house is abandoned, and most cats stay away from there as it is extremely cold and ‘haunted’.
Magnolia Ave, 817, gray house. It has a small young couple, a girl and a boy, who are always seen with their two year old boy, Jon. (Jonny) They are very kind to the strays, but the female twoleg is highly allergic, so whenever she is around the felines are sure to watch out for a shout or kick from a scared human.
Magnolia Ave, 818, this is the loud house. Cats stay away, as this old weathered couple has five kids, Angelica (17), Smith (15), Robby (12), Georgia (9), and Crystal (3). The loud teens are constantly chasing the cats, and Georgia and Crystal keep pulling their tails. Stay away. Not much else is known on that house, as felines rarely go near. The family is known as the Dover’s.
Magnolia Ave, 819, park. This is the park, with brightly colored swing sets and slides. This place is constantly filled with laughter and basketball games, and DUMPSTERS. This is where the cats get their main supply of food, rooting through the salvageable scraps of meat, and the occasional hamburger.
Magnolia Ave, 820, Empty lot. This is a small place, ringed by old pines and a small koi pond where some fish still swim. The house was leveled last year, planes to build a new house canceled after the demolition. Small things still remain, but this is where the cats dwell.

Roleplay Stuff and Rules
•Basically, Puff is top dog. (Queenella, if you read the Cats of Roxville Station.) She is first in command, but according to this Roleplay the ranks are not set.
•You can move up the ranks by simply stealing a higher ranking cat’s dinner, therefore besting them. So, there is no leader.
•Follow all WCO rules.
•This isn’t a clan, so there aren’t any ‘healers’ or ‘deputies’. There is the top cat, the lowest cat, and the cats in between.
•Do not constantly move ranks! If you want to challenge another cat for their position, please arrange it with the higher ranking cat’s roleplayer first to make sure you aren’t doing anything against them.
•No cat is expected to take care of others. All cats here are strays, and no one is expected to take any measures to make sure another feline is well cared for.
•Put Cats of Roxville in Code section if you read all of this. No cat is attacking, EVER. If you want to challenge another cat, set up a hunting challenge or whatever. Do NOT HARM ANOTHER PLAYER’S CAT. While you’re not expected to look out for one another, the strays are still a group!
•No ranks are set yet! Kind of make a cat, and the ranks will slowly mold around which cat is top and which is bottom!
Does this all make sense? It will if you at least read a summary of the book...

HOW TO CHANGE RANKS:
•Battle against them (higher ranking cat) in hunting
•Steal their food
•Battle off by “fighting stances” (Act tough and first to back down loses)
•Chase them out of their nest (Most cats have a designated nest, so the dens will become apparent through Roleplay.)
•Deprive them of one of the necessities (Food, water, shelter, potential mates, etc.)

BEFORE YOU POST!
•Fill out this form!
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:
Have you read the book?:

And then you can post.
I don’t ‘accept’ anyone, this is free to join and I just want you to fill that out so we know what your cat is like!

((I’ll start))

Name: Puff
Age: Around 20 Moons
Gender: Female
Appearance: Listed Above
Personality: Listed Above
Other: N/A
Have you read the book?: Yes

Puff woke up, her tail spiked up with morning dew from the rose bush. She had slept here last night, after a terrifying scare of the Dover children. Little Georgia and Robby had cornered her, but not before Puff had managed to deliver a few nasty blows to their pale wrists. She had hissed at them, spit, and growled, but she wound up hightailing away in fear. She ran to the widow’s house, scampering in the backyard, and cowering down in the bush until daylight. Nothing scared Puff, expect rowdy twoleg kits. She arose, leaping gracefully down from the branches before stretching and yawning loudly, the milky sun just creeping over the fence nearby. Already the neighborhood was murmuring with sounds, and Puff purred gladly.
@Broken Madness @Fuzzyfeline @Blueberry @Boba Fett
(You guys may not be interested but I thought you guys would most likely be.)

Name: Pip

Age: 19 moons

Gender: male, tom

Appearance: http://pre11.deviantart.net/e4da/th/...ya-d8bvh48.png

Personality: fun loving, adventurous, reckless, bit of a brat, yet can be respectful and at ease. Doesn't really pay attention to the ranks, and is actually near Calypso in ranking, due to being willing to actually be a haughty little thief.

Other: nothing really, but is it okay if he's the troublemaker? All stray groups have one, at least the one around my house does. I named the jerk 'Jock'. Because they both started with 'j'

Have you read the book?: No, but it sounds really good!


the graceful cat trotted easily down the sidewalk, smirking to himself. Spying the leader, he scooted around various objects until he was standing near her ( @Silver Fishie ) and another molly ( @Ombre Party). "hello Puff," he said calmly, shoulders loose and tail flicking side to side. He raised his chin, giving a playful smile, wanting to see if he could ruffle Puff's fur.

[Pluto]

Originally Posted by Silver Fishie

Puff watched the large tom pad away, his promise still in her ears. Switching to silent mode, the type she preferred to use with cats who understood how to speak this way. She tilted her head towards Calypso, her brain forming a question. ‘Do you think he’s okay?’ She seemed to ask, her multicolored eyes glancing towards the molly.
@Ombre Party

"Yes, he seems great." Calypso nodded reasurringly, getting up from a submissive posture and licking her fur clean and straight as she sat.

Originally Posted by Silentshade

Name: Pip

Age: 19 moons

Gender: male, tom

Appearance: http://pre11.deviantart.net/e4da/th/...ya-d8bvh48.png

Personality: fun loving, adventurous, reckless, bit of a brat, yet can be respectful and at ease. Doesn't really pay attention to the ranks, and is actually near Calypso in ranking, due to being willing to actually be a haughty little thief.

Other: nothing really, but is it okay if he's the troublemaker? All stray groups have one, at least the one around my house does. I named the jerk 'Jock'. Because they both started with 'j'

Have you read the book?: No, but it sounds really good!


the graceful cat trotted easily down the sidewalk, smirking to himself. Spying the leader, he scooted around various objects until he was standing near her ( @Silver Fishie ) and another molly ( @Ombre Party). "hello Puff," he said calmly, shoulders loose and tail flicking side to side. He raised his chin, giving a playful smile, wanting to see if he could ruffle Puff's fur.

Calypso's eyes turned to slits, her fur raising as she saw the unusually calm tom.

[Bracken12]

Originally Posted by Ombre Party

"Yes, he seems great." Calypso nodded reasurringly, getting up from a submissive posture and licking her fur clean and straight as she sat.

Calypso's eyes turned to slits, her fur raising as she saw the unusually calm tom.

"Relax, I'm not gonna hurt you, I find it to be rather draining, scratching and clawing? Who needs that when they can just take food?" Pip said cheekily. oh how he loved to get reactions like this molly's! "So, I'm Pip, who are you?" he asked, "Or am I allowed to even address you?" He laughed at his own personal joke. Shoulders still loose, tail still.. he was the picture of calm. Minus his eyes, they flickered and watched everything, ready to leave at a moments notice. He may be reckless, but even Pip knew where and when he was not wanted