
November 7th, 2024, 05:31 PM
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Join Date: Jun 2020
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Re: Windswept Plains
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Originally Posted by Cloverspring
Adrenaline pricked through Morgan's ears as they swivelled to the call, his striped fur flicking up at the unexpected sight of this other cat. The tom's dark eyes searched efficiently, sizing up his potential opponent in his mind and wondering how fair the fight might be. A flurry of quick thoughts began to run through their mind,
'They moved out on their own accord, giving away their position with little resistance...' his fur flattened and head turned sideways, but his pupils stayed thin and fixed on the cat in front of him.
'They'd be easy to scare off...' Morgan's nose scrunched and his lip pulled back, letting sharp teeth peer through. Only a glimpse was given though, before they disappeared with another thought.
'...But they'd be better on my side.' The tom decided, thinking back to his wounds. If this cat was out here, there were probably others. He could use someone watching his back while he rested, and they didn't seem to want to fight either, from what he could see. Morgan hesitated a moment longer before his eyes flicked from side to side.
"Are you alone?" The loner quickly asked, his defensive stance not quite lowered yet.
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Sascha | outsider
Purrks: The Collector
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His ears twitched as he slowly rose to full height, which was fairly underwhelming. He did, afterall, still have the physical attributes of a she-cat. Which generally just made him smaller than most toms. He looked hesitant for a moment before answering.
"I am alone."
He tried his best not to allow his voice to crack or anything, but he was awful intimidated by the other cat. I mean, who wouldn't be? Certainly not this skinny, socially awkward tom. He was mildly chilled by the ginger cat's presence.
"Are you?" He inquired nervously, looking around the other tom in order to attempt to spot any other cats with him. He definitely didn't want this tom to attract any trouble. He didn't want to find a new place to stay the night.
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