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Be a cat and explore the world. Make your own bio! No swearing/bad words. Anyone can play!!!!!
Be a cat and explore the world. Make your own bio! No swearing/bad words. Anyone can play!!!!!
I LOVE cats too, Is it okay if I join?
Can I join?
Name: Jay
Age: four years
Looks: Blue-grey fur, white paws, white tail tip, white ears. Berry colored nose, blue-grey eyes. Really fluffy, has a large fluffy tail.
Skills: Hunting and fighting. Also, really good at climbing. Not a strong swimmer though…
EVERYONE CAN JOIN
( Forgot to mention! Jay is male! )
Jay bounded up to the highest rock by the stream, and looked around. He took in a large wiff of the air, and grinned. It was a spectacular day, especially for hunting.
Name: Silver
Age: Three years
Gender: Female
Looks: Silver Bengal and blue eyes.
Skills: Strong swimmer but not so much a strong climbing. She prefers fishing over hunting.
Name: Blaze
Age: 1 year
Gender:Male
Looks: orange tabby
Skills: great eyesight and hearing and amazing huning skills
(This is going to turn into Cat Warriors isn't it)
( Warrior Cats and probably XD )
(I'm using my warrior cat, her warrior name is Silverbrook, but I'm just calling her silver on this rp)
Jay bounded down from the rocks, and into the woods. He trotted softly but quickly, enjoying the beautiful wheather.
Swimming around the small river the separated the mountains from the meadows, Silver watched carefully as the large group of ducks paddled around her like she was a log. 'How cute.' she thought to herself.
Jay returned back to the river bank, digging into a mouse. Life was good as a loner.
Blaze woke up underneath the tree he had taken a nap under with a start wow he thought I am starving
(can I join? and also can I make my character a kittypet who escaped his backyard)
Name: Misha
Age: 4 years (48 moons)
Gender: Male
Looks: Chestnut brown tabby, deep amber eyes flecked with green, lithe for a kittypet, white patch on chest
Skills: Fast, great at catching feather toys and finding hiding places in the house
Blaze perked up his ears and searched for the sound of rustling, he turned his ears to the east and picked up a sound that was much heavier than a mouse or vole. Intrigued, he made is way towards the river, his hunger forgotten. He brushed through the weeds that separated him from the river and sniffed Cat? he thought and
pushed through farther. There, a Bangle cat with blue eyes stood by the river, watching a family of ducks swim by "Hey!" He called
(I think all of us should be the cats that created the clans 😏)
( oooooooooooh )
Jay looked up when he heard some cats conversing. He finished his mouse, and trotted over. "Hello!" he called from atop a rock.
Misha breathed in through his mouth and lazily watched the butterflies he had seen everyday flick by. He sat up and stretched. Misha looked at the wooden fence around him, keeping him from experiencing whatever wonders lay behind it. He so desperately wished that he had wings like to butterflies, and was free to go where he wanted. Misha was getting tired of the dry pebbles that he ate, and only the occasional mouse to kill. He walked up to the fence and pawed at it. It did nothing. Not that he was expecting it too, but still he dreamed. Out of nowhere, a screech resonated throughout the neighborhood. A falcon swooped down near Misha, aiming its sharp talons towards the cats face. Misha just managed to sidestep it before he was clawed to shreds.
With a splintering sound, the falcon crashed through the fence and soared off into the baby blue sky. There was no doubt that Misha was shaken, but he turned to see what had almost caused an untimely demise. He hissed and curled his lip. About to scamper through the cat door, Misha finally noticed the jagged hole where the massive bird had crashed. He eyed it carefully. Maybe, just maybe, he could take a leap and escape. Misha, not being one for thinking things through, wiggled his haunches. With a massive spring, he jumped. A sharp pain ran through his tail. Wincing, Misha looked back. He had a long cut along his flank, extending to his tail. Suddenly, he realized that he had made it. He was free of the small, confining house he had lived in all his life. Misha rejoiced, then ventured into the luscious forest to investigate the distant mewing he heard.
(Sorry this is sooooo long)
Blaze trotted over “ Do you live in the forest too?”
Misha approached the orange cat. He responded, “No, I li-“ Then he stopped himself. He thought, Im not gonna let this cat think I’m a dumb kittypet. “No, yeah, I just live in a- um, a different part of the forest.”
“Ohhhhh cool! Hey are you hungry? I was just about to hunt” he motioned his head in the direction of the woods “I haven’t eaten since this morning and I’m starving!”
( Wait who am I talking to again? Multiple people responded to this situation at the same time as different cats, I thought I was thanking to Jay but now IDK 😐)
Misha grew tense with excitement. He was about to actually go hunting with a cat who lived in the forest. “Yeah! Yeah of course, totally.” He cleared his throat. (idk can cats even do that?) “Let’s go!”
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