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Post by BlackObsidian on May 5, 2020 12:28:17 GMT -5
So, this is my rp for my loners/kittypets/rogues they all have their own color so ppl in general don't get them confused. Green is for when I'm talking to the ppl reading this. Sooo, yea. Also if I have any spelling mistakes plz tell me. That would be great. A black she cat was curled in her makeshift den inside of an abandoned warehouse in the city. Her bat, Snowdrop, was hanging from the roof, waiting for her to wake up. Obsidian aroused from her sleep, yawned, and stretched. "Mornin', well, Night I suppose." she said to Snowdrop, who gave an excited squeak in reply. Obsidian smiled at him and headed out side to hunt. The moon seemed to greet her with its warm, soft glow and she purred quietly, she was in her environment, the shadows, the darkness, the moonlight shining on her pelt. She heard a rustle near one of the Nofur's scrap bin and she immediately dropped into a hunting crouch. She crept closer to the scrap bin when a small rat dashed out from behind the bin. Only one thing to do, she thought, then she pounced onto the rat, wrestled it some b/c it was giving some struggle, and finally hit its spine, killing it once and for all. Snowdrop (the bat) landed on Obsidian's shoulder and squeaked a few times, "I know I know, you're hungry, don't worry, I caught breakfast," she nodded toward the rat. Snowdrop clapped his wings and drifted down to the rat. Obsidian tore off a small piece for Snowdrop and ate her share ( which, coincidentally, was pretty much the whole rat, Snowdrop doesn't eat much). Obsidian padded back to her den/nest/thing inside the warehouse and settled for a nap. "I'll... just" yawns "take a short one...." she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Post by BlackObsidian on May 5, 2020 12:40:03 GMT -5
Heh, heh, heh... so I decided to give y'all a color code so you know which cat is which. Obsidian= purple {loner} Demon= redish orangeish color {loner} Sapphire= blue (obviously, cause sapphires are blue) {kittypet} Halor= yellow {kittypet}
If I get more cats I'll update the code but for now this is my code. Happy living everyone!!!
Post by BlackObsidian on Jul 15, 2020 9:39:22 GMT -5
Demon yawned as he walked through the twoleg place. He wondered if he would find his family anytime soon when he looked up at the moon. He sighed and continued walking. He stopped at a warehouse to stay for the night and scented a cat he didn't know. Demon looked inside and saw a black shecat that looked around the same age as he was. The shecat was sleeping so he quietly padded into the warehouse and onto a strange brown box. Demon stretched and curled up to fall asleep, hopes of finding his family drifting through his head.
Post by BlackObsidian on Jul 16, 2020 8:34:08 GMT -5
Obsidian smelled a strange cat after she fell asleep. She stretched and yawned then looked around to see who it was. Obsidian couldn't find the cat in any of the reasonable hiding spots so he decided to search the stacked boxes. Sure enough, there was a tom sleeping on a box. She snorted then grabbed the tom by scruff and, with some effort, started dragging him off the boxes. The tom started to wake up, which caused Obsidian to have a heart attack. She dashed into the closest hiding spot she could find and watched the tom wearily. "How did I get over here? Wasn't I... over there?" the tom said to himself in a confused voice. He glanced around and Obsidian nearly had another panic attack when the tom's gaze passed over her hiding spot. The tom's gaze turned back in Obsidian's direction then he said, "I know you're somewhere close, whoever you are. Come out of your hiding place and face me like a true cat!" Obsidian didn't move a muscle, she didn't dare breath any harder than she was. This tom was huge compared to her, there was no way that she could fight this tom.
