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 Brambles(Cookiesiluv dem) (#107487) Prince of the Savannah View Forum Posts  Posted on 2019-08-16 08:27:05 |
In the world of warrior cats, the four clans have lived peacefully for many generations. Prey has been plentiful, even in Leaf-Bare. However, recently, prey has started to disappear. Rabbits and other rodents have been found ripped apart and mangled, strewn across the forest floor. Oddly, birds and fish stay plentiful, and no scents of intruders have been found. What will become of the clans? It's up to you! Rules ____________________ -Character Sheets must be posted in the character sheet section -This is an LGBTQ+ friendly RP, so be respectful -No harassing others, please -Hate the character, not the player -Please be active! Especially if you have a high rank! -No OP characters -No killing other characters without their players permission -This is a semi-literate RP, so please have at least 3 sentences, with at least three words. For example, 'She meowed' doesn't count but, 'The feline turned away carefully, meowing softly.' does. -Put your favorite breed of cat in the 'other' section if you read the rules! -For now, you may have a max of 3 cats -Cats CAN die from natural causes, as well as age! Every now and then I will notify everyone that a moon has passed, and update everyone ages. This is to be fair, so that medicine cat apprentices can become med cats and so-on. If your cat dies, you will get a notification! -I will allow a few forbidden romances, but PM me for permission first -If you have two cats, those cats CANNOT have a romantic relationship! Your cats can have romances, but only with other players cats! -A Queen can only give birth to 1-5 kits at a time! -Any breeding scenes, fade or black or go to PMs. No one wants to read that >.< The Farm Group __________________________ - Blizz (Adult Rouge) /27 Moons/ [20] -Thistle (Adult Rouge) /22 Moons/ [21] -Lemon (Kitten Rouge) /4 Moons/ [22] -Vixen (Adult Rouge) /20 Moons/ [23] -Sepia (Adult KittyPet) /54 Moons/ [27] -Macaroon (Kitten KittyPet) /5 Moons/ [28] Character SheetsView and Post Character Sheets 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 28/08/19 @ 16:08:23 by Brambles(Cookiesiluvdem) (#107487) |
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Brambles(Cookiesiluv dem) (#107487) Prince of the Savannah View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-21 18:04:50 |
Thistle - Male - 22 Moons - Asexual - Mentions: Open The large tom yawned, revealing his sharp, pearly white teeth, stretching as he woke. He blinked his eyes open, shaking his head to clear the grogginess of sleep. With a grunt, Thistle stood up, letting himself adjust to moving as the blood rushed back into his legs. He took a few moments to groom his fur and whiskers, getting rid of his messy bed-fur. "Alright..." He sighed sulkily, jumping off the hay loft and down to the lower level of the barn. He stopped, his ears swiveling as he scanned for his breakfast. As he took in the familiar scents of the barn, a blur of movement caught his eye. Aha. A small grey mouse darted out of a pile of hay, picking up a stray grand of grain. The tom crouched, his ears laid back as he stalked forward, his focus concentrated on his prey. His weight shifted into his haunches, making his footsteps nearly silent. Creeping forward, he prepared himself for the pounce. Three more steps. Two. One--Pounce! He landed the kill swiftly, ending the critter instantly. He picked up his prize in his maw and turned to the ladder that led to the loft, climbing up and settling back into his resting place to enjoy his kill. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Argus [G2 Mandarin] (#66829)
Lone Wanderer View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-21 18:39:33 |
Blizz // The Farm // Rogue // Healthy // Mentions: Lemon, Thistle, Open The snow-colored tom, dappled with faint bengal rosettes, attempted to blink away his bleary vision. Hnng...what time was it? The outsider rolled in the hay in which he had burrowed in, pulling the front half out of his bed while straw still clung to his unkempt fur. Something had disturbed him, perhaps a distant rustling that had caused him to wake from his deep slumber. Minimal sunlight pouring through the cracks of the barn informed Blizz that it was dawn, rather early, but still a good time to wake. He had a late night last night, with Lemon's sudden burst of energy keeping him up far past his typical bedtime. He had been hoping to sleep in to regain energy, but it would appear that things would not go as planned. Ears pricked cautiously, in case there might be an intruder, the straw-ridden tom slowly crept across the hayloft, ears twitching at the sound of a soft thud. Peering down, he spotted Thistle, already awake and eating breakfast. "I hope you caught more." The bengal rumbled gently from where he stood, seating himself and allowing a few strands of dry grass to fall from his fur in the process. "I would like to request payment for keeping a certain furball occupied last night." He twitched his whiskers, with a hint of humor in his low voice. Lemon // The Farm // Kit // Healthy // Mentions: Blizz, Thistle, Open He had been awake for who-knows-how-long. He was a kitten, so naturally, his sleeping pattern had to be unpredictable as possible. Short nap here, long nap there, short sleep overnight, and then up bright and early to terrorize the Farm. How else would everyone be entertained and get their daily dose of exercise? Someone had to keep them in line! Lemon remained hidden in the hay, where Thistle's warmth was slowly fading from when he woke to hunt. The kitten sniffed from himself, shifting in the hay slightly before resting his head on his paws once more, pretending that he was sleeping so he could eavesdrop on those sneaky adults. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Brambles(Cookiesiluv dem) (#107487) Prince of the Savannah View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-22 05:46:44 |
Thistle - Male - 22 Moons - Asexual - Mentions: Open Thistle sighed, rolling his eyes, and tossed Blizz the uneaten mouse. "Fine." The burly tom replied, getting back up and padding to the edge of the hayloft, jumping down once again. After a few moments of searching, he returned to the loft with two dead mice. Dropping one beside lemon, he settled back in his spot. "Since your awake, Lemon, you might as well have breakfast." The tom meowed to the small kitten, batting his ears gently. The tom cracked a smile as he turned to his breakfast, which he tore open gingerly to remove the fur. He was a tad picky about his food, and would think the whole meal ruined if a bit of fur were mixed in with the meat. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Argus [G2 Mandarin] (#66829)
Lone Wanderer View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-22 13:36:46 |
Blizz // The Farm // Rogue // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Open The tom hadn't expected his companion to give in, and grinned with pleasure as he was tossed the mouse. He dove forward, immediately settling down to enjoy the mouse he didn't even have to raise a paw to catch. "Thanks," he murmured between mouthfuls, chomping and crunching until the mouse was finally gone. Lemon// The Farm // Kit // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Open Cracking open a single eye, Lemon huffed in defeat when his foster father realized that he wasn't actually asleep. Lame! Rolling onto his back to expose his belly, he returned the ear-batting with a few swats at Thistle's face. While the adult was careful about how he ate his meal, the kitten was....not so much. Like a land shark, he tore into his meal, shredding everything and wearing most of it on his face. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Brambles(Cookiesiluv dem) (#107487) Prince of the Savannah View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-23 05:05:41 |
Thistle - Male - 22 Moons - Asexual - Mentions: Open Thistle laughed, dodging the kittens brief attempt to swipe his face. He finished the mouse quickly, then grimaced as he watched Lemon eat his food. "You'd better be cleaning that up when your done, kid." Thistle meowed to the kitten, taking his own leftover bits and tossing them out the loft window to bury later. "We sleep up here." The tom added to make a point. "Aye, Blizz, since you haven't lifted a paw for breakfast, you should be in charge of catching lunch for Lemon later." The tom grinned, flicking an ear at the kitten. "Aye, kid. You want Blizz to catch your food?" Thistle asked Lemon, cocking his head to the side in question. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Argus [G2 Mandarin] (#66829)
Lone Wanderer View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-23 15:47:01 |
Blizz // The Farm // Rogue // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Open The adult was taking his time, enjoying every morsel of the mouse that his companion had caught. He appreciated the simple things, even if he wasn't the type of create his own elaborate fun that everyone around him enjoyed like some party animals. Blizz longed to be the type that could find joy in everything, to comprehend a joke and not take it as something offensive, but that just wasn't him. Hopefully, one day, he could find a way to make himself change. Raising his head and pricking her ears in an alert fashion, the rogue temporarily ignored his meal and returned his focus to Thistle in Lemon. What- catch the squirt lunch later?! "Since when am I your mate, Thistle? You adopted the poor sap, not me!" He was just joking- or at least, attempting to do so. With a small sigh, the bengal point flicked his long tail. "Yes- I'll do that later." Blizz was the responsible type, so he would always answer duty's call. Lemon // The Farm // Kit // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Open Grrrrr! One day, Lemon would get so fast that Thistle wouldn't be able to avoid any of his attacks! He continued about with his vicious dining manners, tearing into the few remains while glancing up at his adopted father with a single eye, a small growl rumbling in the depths of his throat. "It's a warning to all intruders!" He protested with a sliver of triumph in his voice before finishing what remained of his breakfast. What? Blizz catch food for him? No way, he was capable of hunting for himself, he was a very capable kit! "Nuh-uh, I can catch myself lunch, I'm the best hunter here!" He was very confident of that, especially after he brutally murdered that stray leaf yesterday. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Brambles(Cookiesiluv dem) (#107487) Prince of the Savannah View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-24 05:16:19 |
Thistle - Male - 22 Moons - Asexual - Mentions: Blizz, Lemon Thistle laughed at Blizz's joke, flicking his tail "I may have adopted him, but you moved in with me. That makes you at least semi-responsible for him." Thistle joked back, smiling when Blizz caved. The tom then turned back to Lemon, who glared at him behind his dinner. Thistle snorted in amusement. "More like an invitation to all intruders. Flies, maggots..... vultures." Thistle said nonchalantly, cocking his head at Lemon. "You wanna invite a buncha giant flesh-eating birds into the barn, five times your size? Be my guest." Thistle shrugged casually. "You can catch yourself lunch? Tell me when you do, ill be so impressed." The tom laughed, shaking his head. (Sorry short) 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 24/08/19 @ 05:16:36 by Brambles(Cookiesiluvdem) (#107487) |
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Argus [G2 Mandarin] (#66829)
Lone Wanderer View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-24 06:33:57 |
Blizz // The Farm // Rogue // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Open He wasn't a father himself, but Blizz always fell to the needs of kittens. He loved the rewarding sensation of responsibility when the situation went well, he never quite understood how most ran away from it...like how his parents ran away from him. No, his adopted parents had held nothing back: right from the bat, they admitted that he wasn't their own, that he had been left behind by his parents and littermates. Being stuck on the past was no way to start off a good morning. The pointed tom pushed the thought to the corner of his mind to leave it there to sit and go on ignored. "If I end up catching him a squirrel, he better eat the whole thing. Shouldn't let a morsel go to waste." Although, Blizz was confident that Lemon would do quite the opposite, considering his...appetite this morning. Lemon // The Farm // Kit // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Open As Thistle continued to tease him, Lemon scrunched up his features in anger. "I can catch my own prey!" The kitten bared his teeth threatening, which wasn't intimidating at all, despite the blood that laced them from his breakfast. His teeth were still tiny, even for his age, like he hadn't lost them all yet. "I'll show you!" The blonde-colored kitten was so emotionally moved that he changed his position from laying down to sitting up, his chest puffed out. He'd show 'em! He wasn't a tiny helpless kitten anymore, even if he was....well, four moons old. Plenty of rogues survived on their own at four moons old, Lemon was sure of it! "It's my strategy- I'm going to catch a vulture!" More or less, it would be the one catching him, if he ever did run into one. However, he was yet to see one for himself, so he was unaware of their massive size and incredible power. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Brambles(Cookiesiluv dem) (#107487) Prince of the Savannah View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-24 07:34:05 |
Thistle - Male - 22 Moons - Asexual - Mentions: Blizz, Lemon Thistle nodded at Blizz. "Im sure he will. For a kit, he's got quite the appetite." The tom stated, grimacing at the mess the kitten had made with his breakfast. Thistle, always being a bit of a neat-freak, began cleaning up the kittens breakfast, and tossing away the leftover bones, until he was satisfied that it was perfectly clean. Thistle turned back to Lemon when he spoke. "Oh? Is that so?" The tom mused. "I vulture would feed all three of us, and plenty more, thought I doubt it would taste very pleasant." Thistle smiled at the kitten. "How about this....If you catch a vulture, i'll name you ruler of the barn, and you can boss us around all day." The tom laughed, flicking his tail at the kittens face in a teasing manner. "But! If you don't catch one, you have to clean up breakfast every day for a whole moon. What about it?" The tom grinned. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Argus [G2 Mandarin] (#66829)
Lone Wanderer View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-24 08:13:50 |
Blizz // The Farm // Rogue // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Open The kit was rather...disgusting, but from Blizz's understanding, most of them were at that age. With his paws tucked beneath his chest, the rogue watched as Thistle finished cleaning up Lemon's mess. "Must be growing. We'll need a bigger barn, at this rate." He commented, specifically referring to the kitten's daily "zoomies", when he'd get a burst of energy and race to and fro, terrorizing all inhabitants of the Farm. The tom had spent his entire life living on the Farm, save for his occasional hunt or exploration when the weather made herbs and prey scarce. He was curious about the outside world, yet at the same time, he refused to leave the home in which he was raised in. Lemon // The Farm // Kit // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Open The furball narrowed his eyes skeptically at his adopted father at his proposition, not believing what he had to say. He was awfully clever for just four moons of age, he would certainly grow into something as slippery as a fox. He pondered on Thistle's words for several moments, before shaking his head curtly. "No way! I'm not about to give up a whole moon of my life to pick up yucky messes." He watched with heavy disappointment as his bloody mess was taken away. "Now I can't catch one, anyways! You've taken away my bait!" His voice rose in protest, although he was secretly thankful that his adopted father cleaned it up anyways. He couldn't risk failing to catch a vulture if it mean he'd have to clean up after Thistle. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Brambles(Cookiesiluv dem) (#107487) Prince of the Savannah View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-24 11:06:29 |
(Sorry, crap phone post) Thistle Thistle laughed and nodded in agreement to Blizz, the memories of Lemons frequent bursts of energy always clear in his mind. What the kit lacked in size, he made up for in energy. Thistle often had to rescue the rest of the Farm from the small terror, often getting much more than his daily dose of exercise. Yet, Thistle was still fond of the little guy, even if he was a bit mouse- brained at times. Thistle smiled at Lemon. “Clever, aren’t we?” Thistle laughed. “Sorry, kid, but no way was I just gonna leave that mess there. You know things like that drive me insane.” The Tom replied to Lemons protest. Indeed, the Tom hated for things to be messy, and more often than not found himself cleaning up after others, whether they liked it or not. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Duskfeather (#179614)
Divine View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-24 13:51:18 |
(I have no idea what to say) Vixen licked her paws bored out of her mind. She had hunted for herself earlier and caught a mouse but it wasn't really plump. She got up and stretched still tired. "I wonder what everyone else is doing" She murmured to herself looking around 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Argus [G2 Mandarin] (#66829)
Lone Wanderer View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-24 14:12:43 |
Blizz // The Farm // Rogue // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Open The blue eyes of Blizz were trained on Thistle and his adopted furball for several moments, before he broke them away to groom himself. His meal was done and gone, with everything properly disposed of. He didn't want to go and give Thistle a heart attack because another mess appeared- otherwise, he'd be stuck with Lemon and have nobody to help keep the tiny monster under control. Tucking in his chin, the bengal proceeded to lick his chest fur, cleaning off a few specks of blood from breakfast. He would set out to hunt in an hour or so, likely away from the farm to ensure that their mouse supply was steady for when things got chilly. Besides, he enjoyed pestering the clan cats from time to time, it gave him something interesting to do. Most were intimidated by the well-built rogue, considering that he had a few friends back at the Farm to back him up whenever things got tense. Lemon // The Farm // Kit // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Vixen With a small huff, the kitten glared at Thistle for several silent moments, thin tail thumping against the ground out of his "pretend" annoyance- which was hard to read as pretend or serious. He was a temperamental creature, with a rage that would seem far too large for his small frame. Spoiled? ...Perhaps. "But, pa, that's why I did it." There was a cheesy grin plastered to Lemon's face as he spoke, triumphant over his attempt to get on the tom's nerves. With his adopted father having won this time around, the kit decided to go pester someone else. Now that he was awake, his energy was beginning to climb, especially with a full belly. Jumping to his paws with his tiny blonde tail held high like a flag, he darted over to Vixen before launching himself onto the she-cat's back. "If you won't let me catch a vulture, then I'll just catch a cat!" The comment was directed towards Thistle with a mocking attitude. Goodness, he wasn't even an adolescent yet- he'd surely be the worst when he came of age. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Duskfeather (#179614)
Divine View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-24 14:52:09 |
Vixens jumped as Lemon unexpectedly jumped on her back. She looked behind on her back panicked but when she saw lemon she calmed down "Lemon, you scared me half to death!" She exclaimed her fur still a bit spiked. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Argus [G2 Mandarin] (#66829)
Lone Wanderer View Forum Posts Posted on 2019-08-25 07:43:25 |
Lemon // The Farm // Kit // Healthy // Mentions: Thistle, Vixen He parted his jaws and fastened them around Vixen's spine, although he really wasn't hurting her. His tiny teeth were sharp, but Lemon wasn't attempting to draw blood or cause her any discomfort. "Good!" The spaz declared through the farm cat's fur, a tiny growl rumbling in his throat as he spoke. "Thistle doesn't think I can catch anything- so now, I've proved him wrong!" 0 players like this post! Like? |
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