Fisher's Point

[shaae_26]

Originally Posted by MooingPanda

She shook out her coat and stood up. "Yeah, because your fur is twice as thick as mine." She affectionately shoved him with her muzzle.

Jaggedfang purred. (Maybe she could say she's expecting his kits or something..?)

[Jade13]

Originally Posted by Fire14

(Theres gonna be 2 toms and a shecat, then one still born tom)
Blue nodded and growled. A small white and gray tomkit came out. He looked like his father, Birch.

Tawny sat down trying to calm down, she looked at the kit so a brother? she thought

[Fairytale]

[Open]
Marten hid under a bush. That was a lot of cats. Too many cats. She hoped her pale coat blended in with the leaves, her light green eyes searching the sea of cats for... well, what was she searching for? And why was she there? She trembled, both from fear and the cold. She knew that not all cats were good. And she didn’t like that one bit, even though it was just a part of life.

[gs29513]

Originally Posted by ~dust~

She laughed and said

Little? My kits will be big!

She smiled and then meowed

What have you been doing tiny?

Originally Posted by Bramblefire01

( @gs29513 )
Thrush was stumbling along when he found a small family. "Hello." He mewed with a dip of his head. "I'm Thrush!" He mewed less respectfully. Despite the fact that Thrush was a full grown 12 moon old cat, at the age of 8 moons he got lost from his family, and never really matured. He was strong, good looking, and able to hunt for himself though.

Her tail flicking happily, Tiny purred Surely they won't be huge things as newborns! I'll be bigger than them for a bit at least! she giggled, a small paw dabbing out to poke Nala's side gently. At the question, she became a bit more serious. What had she been doing? It was a lot, so she kept it fairly basic. I killed Hazel. she still wouldn't think of that cat as her mother. And stayed away for a bit. I felt...dangerous. Like I would hurt you. Because killing her.......it felt good. It had taken her a while to get over it, but she had calmed down. She was more stable now. But I'm better now. I went looking for you. And I found you! she purred again, her tail and her ears perking upwards upwards upwards, before she whirled her head at the newest voice.
Why this cat had just......showed up she was unsure, but they didn't seem hostile. She couldn't keep from bristling lightly though, as she mewed stiffly Why are you here? I'm Tiny. She was half in a mind to be nice, half to claw his face off. It was all very confusing, and hopefully Nala would take the lead in the interaction.

[Confuzzled.Lynx]

[ @Willowfern ]

The classic golden tabby was new. New as in, she just arrived new. She was also new to all this. Abandoned two-leg places, cats, Socializing and the fact that there were many cats that it seemed scary. She glanced around the place and found a tom sitting up on a perch. Quietly, she stalked over to him, ears flattened back, eyes brimming with faint fear she tried to hide. She probably looked like an idiot. Or an intruder. Or an idiotic intruder. Only the tom would know. "Hi! I'm Honeydrop" she chirped quietly when she reached him. She shuffled her paws, her gaze focused on the ground as she awaited a reply.

[Willowfern]

Theodore
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@Lynxpaw

Ahh, now he finally had some peace and quie-
BRO WHAT THE HECK-
He swing his head around, blue eyes wide with bewilderment and anger,
“You scared me half to death, lady! I swear, if I wasn’t in such a good mood today you’d be dead!” He bristled, “Don’t do that again!”
Noticing she didn’t have the distinctive moldy-fishy smell of a local, he let his fur lie flat,
“Honeydrop you say?” Theodore jumped down from his perch to look her over, his bushy tail curling and uncurling as he circled her, “I’m Theodore, you’re new here, yes?”

[Confuzzled.Lynx]

[ @Willowfern ]

The molly jumped as the cat bristled with anger. So much for a nice conversation. When the tom leapt down and circled her, she lowered herself to the ground as much as possible. Meeting new cat is a scary experience. "Y-...Yeah. I-I'm new. N....n-nice to meet y...you too" she racked her brain to find the right words, stumbling on a few. Theodore seemed ... strange.

[Willowfern]

Theodore
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@Lynxpaw

He smiled a bit, which was quite rare,
“Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you as long as you don’t attempt to hurt me,” He sat down in front of her, his claws sheathed as not to scare her away, “How did you end up here?”

[JackHunt_17]

Originally Posted by gs29513

Her tail flicking happily, Tiny purred Surely they won't be huge things as newborns! I'll be bigger than them for a bit at least! she giggled, a small paw dabbing out to poke Nala's side gently. At the question, she became a bit more serious. What had she been doing? It was a lot, so she kept it fairly basic. I killed Hazel. she still wouldn't think of that cat as her mother. And stayed away for a bit. I felt...dangerous. Like I would hurt you. Because killing her.......it felt good. It had taken her a while to get over it, but she had calmed down. She was more stable now. But I'm better now. I went looking for you. And I found you! she purred again, her tail and her ears perking upwards upwards upwards, before she whirled her head at the newest voice.
Why this cat had just......showed up she was unsure, but they didn't seem hostile. She couldn't keep from bristling lightly though, as she mewed stiffly Why are you here? I'm Tiny. She was half in a mind to be nice, half to claw his face off. It was all very confusing, and hopefully Nala would take the lead in the interaction.

"I'm Thrush!" Mewed Thrush happily, still like a kit.

[duckie]

Originally Posted by ghostwriter

@wnder

Montag tilted his head in thinly veiled interest. This cat seemed...intriguing. And intrigue was a rather elusive sentiment.
“I’m Montag. I’ve not been this far out of Twolegplace before, but the hunting out here is just so very...easy. I feel inclined to stay a while.” He recounted coolly, a ghost of a smirk manifesting on his urbane features.
He draped his feathery tail over his faintly stained paws and flashed a winning smile, complete with unnervingly long incisors, “And to whom do I owe the pleasure?”

Dionysus
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"Dionysus." he replied with a slight upward tilt of his chin.

"But most call me Dion." With that, a small smirk in return, "Rolls off the tongue a little easier, you know." He too, curled his tail over his paws though with a bit more flair to the gesture, as if his mimicking had a little bit of attitude.

"Tell me, Montag, what your hunt entails. Is it prey... or cats?" he questioned, motioning with his head to where the tom just washed his paws, "Or is it all the same to you?"