Fisher's Point

[Exis]

Originally Posted by Christmas Bobby

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Shark stayed low to the ground, his eyes were full of fear, 'Who are these cats? Why are these cats here? So much noise!' She clenched her jaw out of stress. The grey tom's collar was jiggling, 'Great, now everyone's gonna look at the dumb cat with a bell.' Shark found an empty tin can and went to go hide in it.

Fennel heard something jingling and turned his huge ears taped the noise. Moving with quick, quiet steps he hurried twords the sound. “Who’s there?” He asked. His voice seemed to be low to others but to him it was normal. His large ears made it hard to miss sounds.

[shaae_26]

Max, a kittypet father, was protecting his 4 newborn kits under his belly. Their mother had told him to take them and run, because their twolegs were going to kill them if he didn't. Despite how much it hurt Max to leave his beloved mate Flower, he knew it was best for the 4, two day old kits. He was too soft to hunt or fight though. The poor kits were freezing and starving, and Max was too. He smelled cat scent, and not caring if they were friendly or not, he entered their territory. And there was cats all right. Lots of them. Max had a collar on, and so did the kits. The 4 kits had names, Max gave them those on the way here. They were all toms, and Max named them: Ben, Ash, Ace, and Peak. Ben is a ginger and white tabby like Max, Ash and Peak are grayish black like Flower, and Ace is pure white with black paws and a black tail tip. All 4 kits had blue eyes still. Max has brown eyes and Flower has green, so the kits should too. He found an old Monsters foot, under a tree, and placed each kit inside its protective inner section. Max slept in the open, in the open center of the foot. There was a berry bush right next to them, and Max knew the berries were safe to eat. They were Blueberries. His housefolk had given them to him before. Max plucked a few off the bush and smushed them up for the kits to eat. At first they wouldn't, but eventually their hunger took over and they ate them. Max ate too, then slowly the family of 5 drifted off to sleep. (Taken by ChillCat)

[ChillCat]

Hurricane watched as Ida flew up the tree after the squirrel. How could someone climb like that and not freak out? As Ida sent the squirrel her way she pounced on it and bit its neck.
"Nice! I probably can't eat all this myself. You want some?" Hurricane had forgotten how fun hunting with others felt. As she waited for Ida to come down from the tree she started scouting out places for a nest that would be better than a cardboard box. She had to hurry or all the good spots would be taken!
@Snow Fox

[Snow Fox]

Ida approached Hurricane with a smile. "Thanks! And that would be awesome." She said. Reaching where Hurricane was she settled down and curled her tail around her paws. Ida glanced around for a better place to sleep as well.
@ChillCat

[Madelaine]

Peach had been right near the berry bush, tears were in her eyes as two dead kitten laid on the ground. The molly had lost them to a dog and she was completely heartbroken. The ginger tabby molly dug a hole in the ground and placed her babies inside. Tears just kept on flowing. All that time was just a waste. Her kits were dead. Peach settled down curled up, scenting four kits and a former kittypet. Hearing them made her heartache. It just reminded her of her girls.

[ @Lionblaze2008; ]

[ChillCat]

Originally Posted by Lionblaze2008

Max, a kittypet father, was protecting his 4 newborn kits under his belly. Their mother had told him to take them and run, because their twolegs were going to kill them if he didn't. Despite how much it hurt Max to leave his beloved mate Flower, he knew it was best for the 4, two day old kits. He was too soft to hunt or fight though. The poor kits were freezing and starving, and Max was too. He smelled cat scent, and not caring if they were friendly or not, he entered their territory. And there was cats all right. Lots of them. Max had a collar on, and so did the kits. The 4 kits had names, Max gave them those on the way here. They were all toms, and Max named them: Ben, Ash, Ace, and Peak. Ben is a ginger and white tabby like Max, Ash and Peak are grayish black like Flower, and Ace is pure white with black paws and a black tail tip. All 4 kits had blue eyes still. Max has brown eyes and Flower has green, so the kits should too. He found an old Monsters foot, under a tree, and placed each kit inside its protective inner section. Max slept in the open, in the open center of the foot. There was a berry bush right next to them, and Max knew the berries were safe to eat. They were Blueberries. His housefolk had given them to him before. Max plucked a few off the bush and smushed them up for the kits to eat. At first they wouldn't, but eventually their hunger took over and they ate them. Max ate too, then slowly the family of 5 drifted off to sleep. (Open for a kind shecat, preferably with milk, to become like a mother to these kits.)

(I'm sorry if someone already responded)

Hurricane had come to Fisher's point because her kits had been taken away. Two beautiful kits, gone. Just like that. Just because Hurricane had broken a rule didn't mean they had to be killed! It wasn't their fault! Hurricane's belly was getting sore. With no kits to drink any milk, if something didn't happen to change that she could get sick. Through the overwhelming scent of fish and other cats, she caught a faint scent. Kits? She followed the scent.
Hurricane came upon a father with 5 kits. 5! That was a lot. She poked him with a paw. "Hello?"

[shaae_26]

Originally Posted by ChillCat

(I'm sorry if someone already responded)

Hurricane had come to Fisher's point because her kits had been taken away. Two beautiful kits, gone. Just like that. Just because Hurricane had broken a rule didn't mean they had to be killed! It wasn't their fault! Hurricane's belly was getting sore. With no kits to drink any milk, if something didn't happen to change that she could get sick. Through the overwhelming scent of fish and other cats, she caught a faint scent. Kits? She followed the scent.
Hurricane came upon a father with 5 kits. 5! That was a lot. She poked him with a paw. "Hello?"

Max woke up. "Hello?" He asked. (Its 4 kits btw)

[Quasar]

Originally Posted by Cobra

1 elegantly glided over to Atlas, her eyes beautiful and clear. "Come, Me," she called. "Hello. My name is one, and this is my companion; Me. Mind you, Me can't talk, the poor dear." 1 let out a tinkling laugh, with an edge of regret and sadness. "What is your name, darling?"

Me stopped at the quiet place, their eyes holding a slight bit of wild fury. "Me," they meowed angrily. They hated being referred to like that - like they were just a kid. Me scratched symbols in the dirt, meaning to tell 1 they were angry. They shoved her shoulder, claws slightly out. They then watched, satisfied, as two trickles of blood fell from 1's shoulder.

// @Mumble - two cats, essentially

Atlas' ears perked at the sound of approaching pawsteps, and she glanced over her shoulder to see two she-cats. The long-furred molly quirked an eyebrow at the two as she stared questioningly at them, eyes narrowed. She wasnt exactly the most... welcoming cat, so she was pretty confused as to why cats chose to willingly go over to her. As they introduced themselves, Atlas straightened up "Atlas. Weird names you two have, where are you from?" She questioned, her voice flat. Half-lidded amber eyes flitted between the two, examining them and their every move.

[Madelaine]

Originally Posted by Lionblaze2008

(Already she fits perfectly, <3)
Max woke up to a crying queen. She smelled of milk, and then he smelled the 2 dead kits. He came out of his den, and sat down next to her. "I'm sorry." He murmured, knowing of her dead kits. "But can you help me please? I have 4, two day old tomkits inside that monster foot over there, and they are starving and motherless, could you maybe help me feed them and care for them?" he asked. "I'm Max by the way." He added.

Peach looked up, seeing the father pad over to her. The molly hadn't expected hi to ask her that, but she was more willing to help. She padded over to them and curled right around them. it took her a while to adjust, but soon she was purring up a storm. She was still sad about her kits, but these kits needed her and she wouldn't make the same mistake twice. Finally realizing she hadn't told him her name she felt bad. "My name's Peach. Your kits are so lovely.", she responded.

[iliri]

Originally Posted by Lionblaze2008

Max, a kittypet father, was protecting his 4 newborn kits under his belly. Their mother had told him to take them and run, because their twolegs were going to kill them if he didn't. Despite how much it hurt Max to leave his beloved mate Flower, he knew it was best for the 4, two day old kits. He was too soft to hunt or fight though. The poor kits were freezing and starving, and Max was too. He smelled cat scent, and not caring if they were friendly or not, he entered their territory. And there was cats all right. Lots of them. Max had a collar on, and so did the kits. The 4 kits had names, Max gave them those on the way here. They were all toms, and Max named them: Ben, Ash, Ace, and Peak. Ben is a ginger and white tabby like Max, Ash and Peak are grayish black like Flower, and Ace is pure white with black paws and a black tail tip. All 4 kits had blue eyes still. Max has brown eyes and Flower has green, so the kits should too. He found an old Monsters foot, under a tree, and placed each kit inside its protective inner section. Max slept in the open, in the open center of the foot. There was a berry bush right next to them, and Max knew the berries were safe to eat. They were Blueberries. His housefolk had given them to him before. Max plucked a few off the bush and smushed them up for the kits to eat. At first they wouldn't, but eventually their hunger took over and they ate them. Max ate too, then slowly the family of 5 drifted off to sleep. (Open for a kind shecat, preferably with milk, to become like a mother to these kits.)

A black she-cat was wondering around here. Her muzzle had a black tabby tom-kit in it, she was carrying one of her sons while the other was on her back. Shade was a recent mother to two tom-kits, their father was an long furred black tabby tom that loved her very much, but he recently got killed while she was expecting his kits. A few days ago, Shade recently had his kits and was looking around for somewhere to stay, she noticed Max, and saw the kits. Poor things she thought, padding over, lying down in an spot, curling her tail around her two sons.