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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on May 3, 2006 14:25:15 GMT -5
Adorito stalked through the undergrowth through ThunderClan's territory. His face was expressionless and he switched boundaries and entered RiverClan's beloved Sunningrocks. A small apprentice scrabbled among the rocks, not even paying the slightest it of attention for tresspassers.
With a sigh and a roll of his eyes, the massive tom sat down and waited for the apprentice to catch his scent. It took quite a while, the apprentic finally seeing him when he turned around with a rather large vole in his jaws. He dropped it and hissed, back arching angrily. "What are you doing in RiverClan's territory? You have no business here!"
"No business here, huh?" His tones were almost soothing as he got up and padded toward the apprentice. He stared him straight in the eye and unsheathed his long claws, swiping a massive paw at the apprentice with long-practiced agility. The apprentice yowled in surprise and fell over, laying still as blood pour from his wound, Adorito walked over to him and looked down, embedding his claws into his side. "You no longer have business here."
With that, the tom padded to where the apprentice had dropped his catch, beginning to crunch on it hungrily as the apprentice slowly died. [/size] |
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Post by Marly on May 3, 2006 14:36:45 GMT -5
The siamese she-cat took a large leap off the fence post. She was glad to be able to be outside again. Sophie took one last look at the twolegs place that had kep her shut in all winter, she spat, then carried on into the near-by meadow. Carefully she trekked, it had been long since she had been out this way, all through leaf-bare she had been living with the two-legs, something she didn't favor, rather enjoying life as a loner, it had it's hard times, but she wasn't willing to go back to living among kittypets. Her tastebuds longed for the juicy flavor of prey, live food, not dry and tastless kibble. Sophie had cycled not long ago. She came upon the smooth stepping stones, rough edges worn down from the rising and falling of the water. Her audlits perked as she hear a squeal not far from where she stood, cautiously she moved on....a bit less carefree then normal. She knew she'd probley have to face cats sometime soon, but she'd wait for that moment.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on May 3, 2006 14:43:14 GMT -5
Scenting a she-cat somewhere nearby Adorito finished quickly and looked up, his black ears picking upward. He stayed still, not bothering to get up, but his body was tense and ready to spring into action if need be. She was a lousy stalker if she was trying to sneak up on him. With a smirk he got up, having an idea.
Silently, he jumped up on a large boulder and clawed his way up a tree, looking down and waiting for the she-cat to make her appearance. Why be spotted if you really don't need to be? |
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Post by Marly on May 3, 2006 14:50:18 GMT -5
It had been long since Sohpie had been in the forest. She could feel her senses rejuvinating themselves as she picked up the scents. She opened her mouth, taking a slow breath of air, collecting the scents, she knew this belonged to one of those clan thingys? wild cats taking care of one another, she had considered joining one once before, but instead had given her kits to one, hoping they'd make it through the winter, she knew they would have died over leaf-bare in her care, it was a poor choice to have kits in such cold wheather as it was, she regretted giving them up, but there was little she could do about it now. The she-cat could smell many cats, though one seemed recent, and seemed to stick out more then the others? She felt like such bait, an outsider. Her claws quickly unsheathed as she heard scarping nails about her head. She quickly looked up, head spinning in all directions, she could feel the fur on her nape begin to stiffen. Brilliant blue optics fell on a cat, scailing the top of tree. She tried her best to cover her fear scent, but knew it was going to show. "Are you watching me?" she emitted finally, sitting down to lick the fur back down, she knew talking her way out of things had saved her before, and at a least it would help her settle down.
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Post by Marly on May 8, 2006 18:08:16 GMT -5
(erm..*pokes* Goldi?)
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on May 8, 2006 19:41:45 GMT -5
OOC: Sry Marly, I took a few days break
"I always watch pretty she-cats." The tom gave a rusty purr, trying to make it sound charming and heartfelt as he slipped down from the tree. He sat down a few mousetails from her, curling his fluffy tail around his bramble paws. His pale yellow eyes burned into her as he scanned her feminine body closely. Finally, he spoke again, lifting a still slightly blood drenched paw in an inviting gesture. "May I call upon your name, my fair lady?" [/size][/color] |
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Post by Marly on May 10, 2006 20:15:25 GMT -5
OOC: fine w/ me, same here really, i had to get down here ^^ not all unpacked...but going smoothly
The pretty siamese she-cat watched as the majestic tom leaped down to join her. Her brilliant blue optics burned right back into his golden orbs. She wondered whether or not to trust this maine coon? His fur reeked of crow food, shje wondered if he was a loner? Sohpie hesitated before stating her name, she bit her lip, but carried on, knowing she'd have to atleast put a bit of trust into this tom, he was after all quite charming. She nodded, putting on a little smile 'pon her maw, "I'm Sophira," she stated, a sparkle gleaming in her azure optics as she emitted her dubbance so cooly, "Do i get yours in return?" she smiled, joking slightly, though yet curious to know. The siamese took notice of the scents around her, his definatly didn't sit right within thus erra. The gergeous tom smelled of old bones, not of their surroundings, fresh flowing spring water, new leaves and grass around them. She persumed he was either a loner such as herself, or perhaps a rouge, which could be a bit scary, but yet a bit romantic, that bad boy crush perhaps? She had been interested in these 'wild clans' before, after she had set her kits to live with one, she wondered wheather or not she'd be loyal enough, or even worthy of one. She hadn't a clue what it might take to suceceed in one, or would she even bother joining one? Her mind spun onto the subject of her kits, she kenw they'd be grown now..possible dead, what if the clan cats hadn't takent hem in? She often had these thoughts running through her congested mind. Her gaze looked back at her company, waiting for what she had asked him only bout a moment ago.
OOC; ...that felt good...i havn't like role[played in a few days ^^
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on May 11, 2006 19:37:12 GMT -5
OOC: Haha! I'm glad the flight(or drive) was safe Marly! Don't spend the whole time on the comp now  Adorito chuckled lightly at her response and dipped his head. "Why of course, Sophira. I am Adorito of the Loners or RogueClan. To make one's mind up is but a dreadful task, no? It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance(sp?) You do not smell of RiverClan. May I ask where it is you do come from?"[/color] OOC: sry my posts have hit rock bottom[/center] |
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Post by Marly on May 11, 2006 22:19:23 GMT -5
OOC: that's fine, i'm sure you've got other things on your mind. now me, just now i've learned after a long day working, it's so nice to roleplay!
Sophie was too ashamed to say she had just come out of a twoleg nest, though it hadn't been her choice to be shut in all leaf-bare in the first place....espeacially compared to rouge! She shuffled a delicate white paw, "I'm a loner..." she said confindently, as from this point on she planned on it. The thought of a rouge hunting on clan territory didn't bother her, she didn't really understnad clans much, always curiouse about them, but not curious enough to approuch.
She had no idea what thier rules and regulations where.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on May 13, 2006 14:05:03 GMT -5
Adorito's whiskers twitched and he nodded. "It is a pleasure to find one like myself, Sophira. Perhaps you would like to hunt together? The prey thrives here, but I do believe we have dwelled here too long...the prey are only dumb, but for a few moments when hunting." [/color] OOC: lmao[/center] |
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Post by Marly on May 24, 2006 16:58:14 GMT -5
The fair she-cat nodded in an agreement, "I'd like that." she stated simply in a mellow tone, trying her best to ignore the dead apprentice laying beside the slate stones, she only hoped her fate wasn't the same as his. She cautiously took a few paces towards the loner, eyes darting from the bloody forum back to the magnificent maine coon tom. "So...erm, where are we off to?" she said, ignoring once again the young cat who had obviously been killed by the mark on his skulll. Sophira arched forward, now almost side by side to Adorito.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on May 26, 2006 16:35:25 GMT -5
"There is a nice loner territory near WindClan by the name of Goldheart's Valley(meh wittle Goldy *hugs*), the tom has been long dead by now. Nobody knows how it happened, but it is safe to hunt there." He dipped his head and smiled when she stepped closer, sweeping his tail over her flank in a friendly way as he awaited her response. [/color][/center] |
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Post by Marly on May 26, 2006 16:39:21 GMT -5
She nodded, taking little notice of the tom's long tail crossing her back, it almost comforted her, better then the dead cat. "Take me there..." she said, smiling, she didn't know where percisly windclan was, though she remebered her old territory, by the old dried up well.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jun 4, 2006 17:20:50 GMT -5
((made post in Goldheart's Valley. 'Hunting.'))
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