Fisher's Point

[whatzername]

l Fern l
The she-cat climbed up into a tree and looked at the cats below her. She smiled and looked at the lake. She had always liked the lake, she even knew how to swim! She loved swimming. As Fern sat down she wondered if there were other cats like her, who liked water. Her grey and cream tortie pelt glimmered in the sunlight and her amber eyes sparkled.
//Open

[Pand1440]

@~Echo~

Salt was tired from the walk, and he decided to lay down in some ferns. Dropping the mouse he had been caring, he pushed it over to a kit beside him. "We are going to rest here for now, okay Cedar?" Not waiting for a answer to the question, Salt added; "You eat that mouse, i will eat whatever is left."

[~Echo~]

Originally Posted by Panda1440

@~Echo~

Salt was tired from the walk, and he decided to lay down in some ferns. Dropping the mouse he had been caring, he pushed it over to a kit beside him. "We are going to rest here for now, okay Cedar?" Not waiting for a answer to the question, Salt added; "You eat that mouse, i will eat whatever is left."

"ok, thanks" Cedar began to eat the mouse salt had given him. He was exhausted. Cedar lay down also

[MooingPanda]

Mulberry shook out her gray pelt and trotted down to the lake to get a drink, careful to avoid any muddy areas and slip into the freezing water. A fish darted away and she was tempted to try and catch one, but decided that a land animal would be more worth it. Turning around, she spotted another cat, sitting in the bough of a tree. "Hello," she mewed. @Christmassy Peril

[crumbl]

Elias ran his tongue lazily over his thick-furred shoulder, white pelt soft in the weak leaf-bare sunshine. His keen eyes roamed the clearing, observing the many cats that had gathered here. He had never really been one for large groups-- that was why he had never joined the Clans, though he had many friends there. But he would stay for a while and see how this fledgling community was broken in. Besides, it never hurt to have another friend or two. Great cats walked by the allies they made in life.

Twitching one tufted ear, he stood and stretched. Wasn't there anyone willing to talk to him? He yawned, pink mouth gaping. "Too frigid to hunt, I say," he addressed the general clearing. "Snow would shiver and shy away." He glanced dramatically over his shoulder, eyeing the clear blue sky. It wasn't actually that cold, but he lived for exaggeration. Then delight spawned in his eyes as he realized he had made a rhyme. Oh, the joys of language!

Eyes bright and expression wistful, he spewed forth a stream of awful poetry, aiming it in the general direction of any she-cats that might be nearby. "Though the air bites with terrible ice, cats that huddle may bear warmth, and always welcome is the curve of my nest." He twirled his tail romantically. "Leaf-bare may come and go, but felines will last much longer and hearts may beat truer if closer in rest." He dipped his head in recognition of nonexistant admiration. Maybe groups weren't so bad after all if it meant an outlet for his performances. She-cats could never resist a gentleman, could they? Much less a poet!


// open, make him fight for his life

[MEAT ANGELS]

//open for a short rp

Candle had been wandering aimlessly around the territory, watching the world fly past her. It had been a while since any interaction, positive or negative. The birds were much more understanding than any cats Candle could meet, anyway. She always wondered how their slim wings held up their fat bodies. Like bees! How did that work? And why couldn’t cats have wings? She sighed. The mysteries of the universe..
A sudden wave of cat-scent flooded over her, and Candle stumbled. What the heck? She pushed past a small bush, and gasped. A group of rogues was before her, conversing and moving. Ooh! This was so.... uh... well, Candle couldn’t think of a word.

[whatzername]

Originally Posted by MooingPanda

Mulberry shook out her gray pelt and trotted down to the lake to get a drink, careful to avoid any muddy areas and slip into the freezing water. A fish darted away and she was tempted to try and catch one, but decided that a land animal would be more worth it. Turning around, she spotted another cat, sitting in the bough of a tree. "Hello," she mewed. @Christmassy Peril

l Fern l
She looked down, "Oh, hello! I'm Fern." she said, introducing herself

[Willie Warf]

Originally Posted by H3ARTBOUNC_3

//open for a short rp

Candle had been wandering aimlessly around the territory, watching the world fly past her. It had been a while since any interaction, positive or negative. The birds were much more understanding than any cats Candle could meet, anyway. She always wondered how their slim wings held up their fat bodies. Like bees! How did that work? And why couldn’t cats have wings? She sighed. The mysteries of the universe..
A sudden wave of cat-scent flooded over her, and Candle stumbled. What the heck? She pushed past a small bush, and gasped. A group of rogues was before her, conversing and moving. Ooh! This was so.... uh... well, Candle couldn’t think of a word.

Doormouse heard a bush rustle behind him "hello there!" he said to the cat hoping he could find a friend

[iliri]

The worn out black tom made his way through, sitting down beside the river. He looked down at the water, Blackstone muttering to himself, “I need somewhere to settle..this will do.” He looked around, seeing other rogues wondering around here. His ears twitched, before the tom looked up, wiggling his nose slightly before laying down, sighing softly to himself. (OPEN)

[JusticeRabbit]

Midnight padded through to the territory. The young cat smiled. This is where she called home. The area was new and she smelt different cats around her.

(OPEN)