(what on earth is the figure at the top of the post? XD )
Sami Jumped almost out of her fur when she noticed the toms odd appearance before stiffiling a laugh "Your owners into Cat Costumes too?" She churred in amusement. She knew what that was like, her twolegs kit liked to dress her up like a twolegs for some thing called a 'tea party'. she noticed how beat up it looked and guessed this was the toms first time ever being put in one.
the she-cat stood up and paddled over with a friendly air about her. "i'm Sami. Nice costume By the Way. Orange looks good on you. i'm gonna take a wild guess and say your not used to this odd twoleg habit?" she churred gently. "if you want i can help u out of it. i've been put in enough costumes by now, i think it be easy to get you out of that rather... strnge outfit. that is if your not attached to it?" she mewed friendly, meaning no harm....
KENNY | A TAN FURRED TABBY TOM WITH BLUE EYES
Maybe he was hoping to run into someone, maybe he wasn't. He was about to shout that he could fight, (he can't), but a rather than this cat greeting him with a claw to the face, it was a question. Cat costume. "Huh? The hell's a cat cost... you know what, I've already found out I suppose." He laughed a bit, the tension releasing in his body and mind. "She got it from this thing she was staring at on the light box" It was just a TV playing South Park, but what's a cat to know? "The thing with all the characters inside it. I think... she wanted to turn me into the orange one with the thing on that covered everything but his eyes. I dunno."
He blinked slowly. "Habit? I thought I would end up going back, but maybe that isn't a great idea.. I'm Kenny." As expected, an offer came up to have it removed. It was a bit puffy, but after all the stuffing fell out with some of his own help, and some running around in it it'll be loose enough to not care about it. And, they said orange looks good on me... I think with some time it'll be a good thing to keep on. "Nah, I'm good."
[ the thingy at the top is the character his owner wanted him to look like! XD ]
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Moving along the young kits fur spiked up against the wind that ran through the plains. Where was the spring time? He really wanted it to hurry up and get here. The young kit found the nearest hole. He sniffed catching nothing before moving inside. This should shelter him for a while.
[ open this takes place before his joining for Riverclan. I just really want to keep his character going while I wait. ]
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Coming back only to get Barleypaw into warriorhood, but then I most likely will be leaving entirely. I've spend too much time on her to not have her be a warrior and I'd like to get her there.
Maybe he was hoping to run into someone, maybe he wasn't. He was about to shout that he could fight, (he can't), but a rather than this cat greeting him with a claw to the face, it was a question. Cat costume. "Huh? The hell's a cat cost... you know what, I've already found out I suppose." He laughed a bit, the tension releasing in his body and mind. "She got it from this thing she was staring at on the light box" It was just a TV playing South Park, but what's a cat to know? "The thing with all the characters inside it. I think... she wanted to turn me into the orange one with the thing on that covered everything but his eyes. I dunno."
He blinked slowly. "Habit? I thought I would end up going back, but maybe that isn't a great idea.. I'm Kenny." As expected, an offer came up to have it removed. It was a bit puffy, but after all the stuffing fell out with some of his own help, and some running around in it it'll be loose enough to not care about it. And, they said orange looks good on me... I think with some time it'll be a good thing to keep on. "Nah, I'm good."
[ the thingy at the top is the character his owner wanted him to look like! XD ]
(took, me a minute, but once you mention it its a south park character... pretty sure i've seen something like that on one of the cases in my dads collection)
Sami nodded with a laught "Habit, i mean Its Something Twolegs Do a Lot. My Twoleg kit likes to put me in a thing called a 'tutu'? haha its a funny word tutu. Nice to meet you Kenny." she meowed as she paused to run a paw over her ear. "didn't tink i'd find another housecat that wanders before.
Your Twolegs Like the Talking Box too? so weird. But i think outside away from that loud thing is best don't you? it had a dog on it once at my house, scared the daylights out of me when the nox started snarling like a mad dog." she churred with amusement. "humuns or harims, or whatever that weird sound they make is, well their just plain weird"
he was never good with emotions. not his own, and especially not others. the tall, dark tom took a step back from the laperm and lifted his head a bit and stared past her.
“look, kid—“ he glanced at her, “—i just met you. i get it, you need someone you can trust; someone to lean on, but i’m not that cat. i’m just some stranger, passing through.” he turned, poised to leap down from the tree stump.
“i wish you nothing but luck. may the moon light your pawsteps and the sun warm your fur.”
and with that, he gave her one last glance, as cool and calm as the night, and disappeared into the tall grasses.
the tomcat shook the icky feeling from his fur as he stalked through the grasses, navigating by scent. he parted his jaws slightly and took in the taste of the world around him. a pause; saltwater. so he was close to the coast. he’d never seen the ocean himself, but his old house-cat friend had told him many things of it; and of its dangers. to say he was a little eager. the largest waters he had ever seen was the lake surrounding his birth city which was now a distant and foggy memory.
he swallowed hard, pushing on- he ought to find something to eat soon, and a drink too. how many days since his last stop for food? probably more than it should have been. his pace quickened, dark pelt streaking through the field like a small patch of the night sky had fallen.
the starlight overhead looked like spiky blurs of light. the moon smudged into an undefined blob, too bright, threatening to make his head pound.
he needed to find a safe place to rest. . .
not that rest would ever come with the unending headache he knew was brewing.
end.
[sorry this reply took so long! we can just pretend it hasn’t been so long between my replies /hj]
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they and mossfreckle have a semi-closed den policy.
She cut him off in her sentance "I NEVER ASKED NOW GO!" she said eyes getting red
She was ready to attack if he tried anything which he didnt
When he left she also left to her den/hole and cried the rest of the day
@redshiftreign (Your good i was gone for today hope your doing well this was fun)
Moving along the young kits fur spiked up against the wind that ran through the plains. Where was the spring time? He really wanted it to hurry up and get here. The young kit found the nearest hole. He sniffed catching nothing before moving inside. This should shelter him for a while.
[ open this takes place before his joining for Riverclan. I just really want to keep his character going while I wait. ]
Gater had burrowed down to avoid the cold, but suddenly a foreign body slammed into him in his sleep. He growled
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Ronin paced over a hill he wanted to find a den to sleep in he has had a hard day so a early bed time would be great
He then heard something no wait someone hmmmmmmmmmmm who could it be
He fixed his poise and sat down facing towards the noise "Do you mean to do that or were you stalking away" he asked with a raised eyebrow
@Apollo. (sorry if thats a bit out of your character but this is all i could think of)
* Carla was walking along a small opening in the forest and smiled as the warm sun hit her fur. She sat down and closed her eyes. She heard another cat nearby rolling around in the grass and looked towards where it was coming from. She spotted another she-cat and tried calling out to them. She moved er tail to cover her barely swollen belly. *
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