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Post by Mlle Lynx on Mar 7, 2009 22:09:58 GMT -5
Yes. We needed one. Go crazy, but no cats with powers. Yep, looking right at you, Seven. Let's say there's a meeting in the alley, to debate over. . . alley-cat stuff. Seven, wanna make the leader? I think you should. . . Um. They aren't a clan or a group, it's just like a council meeting. So let's start with that. ------------------------------- Here's mine:
Name Reserve and mental notes:
Sesi - f - snow
Faye - f - like Fay in Algernon
Bree - f - bossy - Sesi's
Siku - m - ice - Sesi's Oscar - m - cheerful Merri - m/f - twin . v Pippin - m/f - twin.^ Holly - f - like runaway's Holly Macavity, Mungojerrie & Rumpleteazer - no comment. ^ ^
Name: Sesi -- meaning "snow" Family: Siku & Bree, her kittens. Gender: Female Age: 22 moons Appearance: Sesi has a small, very fragile frame with thin features and a snowy white pelt. Her eyes are deep set for a cat, and colored a dark, clear blue. Six + personality traits: Motherly, distrustful, independent, respectful, determined, passionate
Name: Siku -- meaning "ice" Family: Sesi his mother, & Bree his sister. Gender: Male Age: 4 moons Appearance: Much more muscled than his mother, even at a young age. He isn't tall but is very sturdy, giving him that "tough kid thug" look -- perfect for the streets. His pelt is a little bit more of a dingy white than Sesi's, but sleeker than hers as well. His eyes are a lighter blue than his mothers, and a little bit murkier, too. Six + personality traits: Self-absorbed, fearless, happy, light-hearted, sunny, immature
Name: Bree Family: Sesi - mother, and Siku - brother. Gender: Female Age: 4 moons Appearance: Bree has a common build. A little bit stouter than most, but other than that. Her pelt is fluffy, soon to be medium-long haired when she grows up. and the color of her fur is creamy white with dusty golden splotches that blend in with the creamy color if she's dirty enough. and lastly, her eyes are a soft and happy brown color. Six + personality traits: Mature, sensible, clever, pessimistic, witty, talkative, bossy, know-it-all
Name: Faye Family: They kicked her out, and she fled the town Gender: Female Age: 17 moons Appearance: Her build is dangerously beautiful, with slender curves and a perfect face. Her pelt has tuxedo coloring, and her fur is sleek and short, hugging close to her skin. Her eyes are a very green color, not too dark, but not pale. If a human saw these eyes they'd say "very green" and begin to awe over them. One thing she prides herself on other than that is her five toes on each paw. Six + personality traits: Promiscuous, wild, catnip-addict, milk-addict, sparkling, tough-girl, risqué, full of attitude
Name: Oscar Family: Was abandoned by them -- doesn't remember them Gender: Male Age: 19 moons Appearance: Oscar is a large cat. Not fat, for street life is to harsh for any cat to put on much weight, but he is very buff and a little taller than most. He has a dusty orange pelt, with faint tabby markings. His eyes are a pale golden color, flecked with black like pepper. Six + personality traits: Solitary, quiet, merciless, criminal, unconcerned, secretive
Name: Holly Family: Housecats -- ran away from them Gender: Female Age: 7 Moons Appearance: Holly is pretty commonly built. Her legs are a little bit longer than most, with lean muscle on them. Her pelt is mottled black and white, with a black splotch over her eyes like a mask, and her fur is of medium length -- a little bit shaggy. Her eyes are amber, but they seem to change color in certain lighting. Sometimes appearing browner and sometimes golden. Six + personality traits: Unique, creative, short-tempered, witty, sassy, mature, intelligent, hardened.
I'll modify this and make more charries later. That's it for now.
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Post by Sev, Polydactyl Dromaesaur on Mar 8, 2009 3:01:09 GMT -5
VANP: Since when did I make cats with powers? Being possessed by a goddess is not the same. And: Bree is more awezome then her brother. And: Having a bonetip is possible. And: You're troublesome. And: That must be a freakin' muscular kit! Or a weakish catmom. And: I could say many other things, but I'm too lazy.
TIDE: Stop reusing the same name over and over again. And: You're troublesome. And: You're lazy. And: Lolcats are overrated. And: Don't be surprised if the OP wants you to make 1000-word posts... or more. I'm not sure how nit-picky she is; I haven't RP'd with her in a while...
Okay: Since Lynx (I've decided to annoy you but once) made a list of her troublesome cats, I'm going to make a list of my troublesome cats. Or name reserve or whatever. Hyukhyukhyuk. My mother doesn't like my shinigami laugh~
...Actually, that would be too troublesome. -yawn- I'ma jus' gonna make mah charries, cha?
So... Here's the council leader and his small group...
Aii's Council Guard - a trio of vigilantes with a respected leader
SO- here's leader kitty: Name: Aii Family: Died many moons ago Gender: Tom Age: 77 moons Appearance: An average alley cat; medium-sized, short-haired ginger tom with yellow-green eyes. What makes him stand of from other cats of a similar description is his tail: the fur on it is extremely long. Like a broom. He stands out in other ways as well, but these aren't noticeable just by looking at him Six + personality traits: Quiet, patient, serious, thoughtful, intelligent, forgiving, peacekeeping, weary-minded, pessimistic
And here are his three followers. They serve as protection. And they have the job of getting rid of problems. For example, if there was a cat who was stealing kittens and killing them, they'd kill it. They have shorter descriptions...
Name: Kiu the Claw Family: Has many cousins scattered about Gender: Tom, though he looks like a she-cat Age: 15 moons Appearance: A lithe, gray tom with semishort fur and pale green eyes. Has an odd, light-footed gait. Six + personality traits: Curious, inquisitive, immature, intelligent, naive, challenge-loving
Name: Reaper Family: Deceased Gender: She-cat Age: 23 moons Appearance: A tortoiseshell for the most part (although she has a small patch of white on her belly) Reaper is a very small, amber-eyed cat. Her claws are longer than average. Six + personality traits: Violent, merciless, cold, sadistic, reckless, cruel
Name: Ragnarok Family: Somewhere many days away Gender: Tom Age: 31 moons Appearance: A huge, menacing cat with long, black-and-white fur. That's all there is to be said about him... Six + personality traits: Obediant, quick-acting, loyal, quiet, intimidating, blunt
And here's a group of evil things...
Skeleton Blade - a band of vicious killers with a unique weapon
Here's the leader... Name: Shrarh Skinrip Family: He had one, but he killed it Gender: Tom Age: 59 moons Appearance: A large, muscular cat with oversized paws and tufted ears. He has a pointed face, and could be mistaken for a Maine Coon if he didn't have short fur. His coat is that of a brown tabby, and his eyes are yellow-green. What makes him stand out is his bonetip- a form of scarification unique to his band- which, in case you didn't know, is a tailtip where all of the flesh, muscle, and skin is removed, leaving a spike. Quite effective in fights, if you don't Six + personality traits: Cunning, psychotic, blood-lustful, vicious, distrustful, merciless, unpredictable, cautious, stealthy
And now for... his four grunts. AKA the lesser band members who don't get as much detail. And band as in group, not as in music. Name: Shard Family: Orphaned as a kit Gender: Tom Age: 22 moons Appearance: Slender, tuxedo tom with green eyes and a long tail with a sharp bonetip. Six + personality traits: Morbid, happy, cannibalistic, sunny, joking, violent
Name: Nya-nya (means 'meow-meow') Family: Distant cousin of Kiu the Claw Gender: She-cat Age: 16 moons Appearance: Large-eared and white, with a single ginger paw. Greenish eyes and long teeth. Has the longest bonetip in the band. Six + personality traits: Sarcastic, rude, foul-mouthed, insulting, reckless, short-tempered
Name: Crow Family: Killed by rats Gender: Tom Age: 7 moons Appearance: A medium-furred, large (has the size of a full-grown cat) black tom with a tattered ear. Recieved his bonetip recently, and is starting to develop an infection. Six + personality traits: Obedient, silent, naive, trusting, loyal, protective
Name: Sendao Maou Family: Comes from a large family of ferals who rule in a far-off city Gender: Tom Age: 21 moons Appearance: A long, lanky cat with an Oriental build and medium-length, gray fur. Has a mutated left front paw- it has six toes and his claws are oversized, therefore unable to retract. His bonetip is split into two spikes. Six + personality traits: Bored, challenge-seeking, lazy, tired, unemotional, uncaring
And here are three more cats who are NOT AFFILIATED WITH A GROUP. In other words, loners. The first two meet at the council, the third does not. They have shorter descriptions...
Name: Haku (means 'pure', which matches his pelt but not his personality) Family: Kiu the Claw is a distant cousin Gender: Tom Age: 13 moons Appearance: A smallish, white cat with amber eyes and a short tail. He has strong hind legs, which allow him to jump slightly higher than most other cats. Six + personality traits: Devious, untrustworthy, skilled liar, manipulative, soft-tongued, intelligent
Name: Old Cat Shane Family: In an unknown location Gender: Tom Age: 23 moons Appearance: Strangely enough, Shane is a purebred Singapura ('Old Cat' is his cattery prefix, not his age) that found its way onto the streets. As such, he's very small, with silvery fur and pale green eyes that seem to always dart about. Six + personality traits: Skittish, fearful, overly cautious, kind, respectful, hopeful
So, here's the final cat. Yay for feline serial killers~! Name: Sesshoukaze (means 'killing wind') Family: He killed them and ate their eyes Gender: Tom Age: 11 moons Appearance: A lithe yet muscled, long-legged cream cat with an thin, triangular face and long, flowing fur. He moves very fast, and has hooked claws that scrape the ground. Six + personality traits: Sadistic, challenge-seeking, murderous, insane, eye-eating, bloodthirsty
SO YEAH.
All done~ ^_^
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Post by Mlle Lynx on Mar 9, 2009 15:16:11 GMT -5
Nice cats, Seven. I knew I wouldn't be able to cover everything. . . but I like Shard. How does sunny and morbid go together? XD And yes, Bree is my favorite. And who's OP? Me? I don't have a word count limit! Only. . . no one-liners. ^-^
Alrighty, I'm going to start RPing. And another note: Do. Not. Kill. A. Cat. Unless. Approved. By. The. RPer. Of. That. Cat. Period. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Cheshire Cat's grin hung perfectly in the heavens, like a glass shard in the black of the sky. Down an alley and behind an abandoned warehouse was where council was meeting that night. It changed every night, so that nobody knew when or where it would be held until somecat gave them the news right before the night of council. This was for safety reasons, and so for over five years there was peace.
A few blocks away a family of cats were making their way to council. One of them was fragile and lithe, her muscles lean and her body small with sharp features. Her pelt was a shimmering white and kept very clean. This was Sesi. Passionate and weary mother of two. A little bit in front of her was her son Siku. Who was burlier and bigger boned than his mom. You could tell by looking at him that he'd rely on brute strength when he grew up. And he prided himself on being a little bit sturdier than his sister and mother. Matching her pace with Sesi's was witty little Bree. She was common shaped, evening out the contrast between Sesi and Siku, but she was still shorter and stouter than her willowy mother. "When will I be old enough to have vote in council, mother?" Bree asked in her honey-like voice. She was very eager to have all grown-up privileges. Sesi smiled slightly as she lead them out into the alley, picking up her pace a bit. "Give it two moons, Bree." She answered. The kittens also padded along faster. Not wanting to be left behind in an alley. "You wanna grow up because of that stuff?" Siku asked disgustedly. "That's boring!" Bree rolled her eyes, a smirk playing with the corner of her lips. "Respect, wit, and brains can get you anywhere. Muscle is good, but half of the time it only gets you in trouble." She meowed. Siku shrugged. "I'm cool with trouble." Sesi smiled. There was truth in Bree's words, mature truth. But Siku had always been her favorite, and their arguments were amusing.
The cats made it to the spot and Sesi sat down near the back of the crowd, motioning for her young to do the same. Which they did, but Siku had to make a dramatic look of boredom as he sat. Where Bree sat quietly and took in her surroundings. "Siku!" Sesi hissed below her breath, sending her son a warning glare that made him develope a great interest in the ground for a while.
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Post by Sev, Polydactyl Dromaesaur on Mar 9, 2009 17:38:13 GMT -5
Fine. I won't kill any of your kitties... Just be sure to stay in numbers. It's safer that way~ OP means Original Poster. And the Practical Cats are awezome. "He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake; and when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake."
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His triangular ears silhouetted against the silver crescent, the council's leader noted the arrival of the small family with a nod, showing little emotion- although the moonlight might have hidden that. In truth, he was relieved that Sesi's group had made it. There had been a pair of toms that had attacked Ragnarok several days ago, and while the large, hulking cat had easily dispatched them, Aii had worried that some of the weaker bands of alley cats- the she-cats with kits and the loners- had not been so lucky. Still, he reasoned, Siku was maturing into a strong, powerful cat- he'd do well in a fight. If he could prevent himself from doing something utterly stupid, at least. It was a pity his sister had been blessed with nearly all of the two kits' intelligence. Aii laughed to himself softly, a barely-audible mrrow that could have been mistaken for the wind which lightly blew through the meeting-place. Yes, Siku would probably be better off waiting a while before he got into any fights.
Aii glanced around, checking to see if the remaining groups had arrived. It was hard to tell, he had to admit; the number of refugees from the Inner City that had arrived in the past few moons was astounding. He couldn't blame them- with all of the gang war that was going on in those areas, the Outer City must seem like a paradise. And here he was getting worried about a pair of rogues.
A slender, gray cat materialized out of the shadows at his side. Kiu. One of his trusted Council Guard- both charismatic and battle-hardened. "Almost everyone's here, Aii-sé," Kiu meowed, using the traditional honorific for a respected or higher-ranking cat. Kiu was one of the few who used those titles; many cats only referred to one another by their name. But Kiu was from another city, and perhaps parts of the Old Tongues were still in use in that region. "Alright..." Aii blinked. It was time to start, with or without the others. "You can tell Ragnarok to search around a bit for the others- a two-block radius should be good. He doesn't like the meetings, anyway." Kiu nodded and disappeared back into the darkness as Aii leaped onto a wooden crate near the center of the alley. It was the signal for the meeting to start. Aii waited for one of the council members to speak, still worrying slightly about the missing cats...
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Post by Mlle Lynx on Mar 9, 2009 22:08:57 GMT -5
Aren't they? Memory, turn your face to the moonlight, let your memory lead you, open up, enter in. . ." Yeah. So I had to add their names just in case. I'll go make some more charries now in my first post.
Edit: What say we pretend there are more cats than just the ones we RP, aye? Also, let's say catnip is like an illegal (to cat laws) drug, and milk is alcohol? ^ ^ Just to make things fun. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Stupid. But a way to socialize, I guess. Were the thoughts of a young she-cat as she rounded the corner of the warehouse and sat down among the other cats. Faye's green eyes sorted out all of the good looking males in the clearing and sighed. None of them looked worth it. That's too bad. She thought, but shrugged it off.
Then another cat approached. He caught Faye's attention. His coat was shaggy and his eyes deep set behind a weary forehead. He walked around the rest of the crowd and settled down beside some knocked over barrels.
Faye grinned and stood up. She walked casually over to him and sat down. "Hey. They call me Faye. You?" She asked flirtatiously. Tilting her head foreword a little so that she had to peer up through her eyelashes.
The tom pulled his head back slightly, and then relaxed himself, meeting her gaze evenly with his pale golden eyes. "You reek of catnip, my darling. May I advise not opening your mouth around any other cat?" He whispered. Oscar could be a bit of a flirt himself, but it never meant anything other than the fact he was making fun of someone.
Faye narrowed her eyes. Dung. She thought. But she couldn't help smiling at his choice of title for her. "Avoiding giving me your name? That's always the first sign of a slow-minded or honest criminal." She shot back, smirking.
He shrugged. "Possibly. But nocat in these parts would know my crime. I feast lavishly upon young drug-addicts." He purred, smiling to himself about how gullible and naive this cat was. "But, if you wish it. . . my name is Oscar."
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Post by Sev, Polydactyl Dromaesaur on Mar 10, 2009 17:40:10 GMT -5
Drug-addict cats? ...Okay...
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With a small hiss of distaste, Kiu moved slightly away from the two cats who had moved next to him. Not that they'd probably noticed him- his pelt blended perfectly into the darkness, and there were many cats here- but it wasn't because he wanted to avoid speaking to them. It was the intoxicating scent of catnip. Yuck. In fact, Kiu was both disgusted at the cat who had used it- with this many felines here, it was impossible to determine which- but also at himself, for he had felt the urge to have some. He had never tried it but... Kiu sighed. Pathetic. Catnip was forbidden- the effects it had on cats were very... troublesome, to say the least. It would be a good idea to notify Aii. Or perhaps speak to the cats. But not now- Aii had just given the to signal to speak, and Kiu was quite curious as to what the assembled cats would say.
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Crack, went the leg of the screeching kitten, trapped in the jaws of the much larger tom. It made even louder noises than before. The large cat smiled. "[b}You've... never felt real pain before, have you?[/b]" The kitten didn't reply, which wasn't surprising. He really didn't care, though, as long as he gained what he sought. "I'm sorry- not, I suppose I'm not. I'll be a little bit nice and not lie. Would you like that?" The small, albino moggie didn't reply. Sesshoukaze bit down harder to create more screaming, then let go slightly so as to continue his monologue. "Well, I'll tell you the truth. I'm not sorry at all. But don't worry- it's really not your fault. You just happen to have red eyes, which are rare, and... I want your eyes." The kitten whimpered. Sesshoukaze's eyes glittered. "So, what do you want first? Literal darkness? Or neverending darkness?" The kitten made no reply. "Fine..." Sesshoukaze sighed. "I'll choose for you."
For a block around, the last cry of a kit's life could be heard before it was abruptly cut off. Five minutes later, Sesshoukaze walked out of the alley. Those red eyes had been very good.[/color]
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Post by Mlle Lynx on Mar 10, 2009 23:00:15 GMT -5
Well you have a psycho killer, why not add in a little other human-based drama to the RP? Faye just sounded like a fun character to play. . . XD ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Oooh, try me." Faye giggled, snorting here and there. She'd picked the catnip out of a human's garden after dinner, but it still had it's effect on her. You could tell the difference in her personality when she hadn't had any, for she was less of a flirt and more of a witty, independent young woman. But since the drug did still have hold over her, she made a fool of herself by falling into Oscar's side and then sitting back up and stifling her laughter. "Whuh-oops!" She meowed.
Oscar sighed. Suddenly he was tired of Faye. He questioned himself on how he'd thought she was worth his time before hand. "Excuse me, but I will announce you if you follow me, pathetic rubbish." He whispered in her ear before standing to his most intimidating height and stalking off to sit a few tail lengths away from Sesi and her family.
Faye's jaw dropped as he spoke. His voice was breathy and seducing, so she was a bit caught off guard when she realized it was an insult and a demand not to do something she very much wanted to do. But. . . ? That fickle son-of-a-kittypet! Faye thought with a scowl. She sighed, bored now that she couldn't proceed with her favorite hobby.
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Meanwhile, a young cat wandered the streets alone. She heard the shriek of a kitten and began to run, her powerful legs pushing her faster and faster until her eyes watered from the air that buffeted them. Anyone she passed would have seen a streak of mottled black and white before she was gone. The she-cat's heartbeat pounded in her throat, and fear pricked her all over. What where you thinking Holly? She asked herself as she rounded a corner and paused in a seemingly empty alley. After her breathing had slowed and it no longer felt like her skull was going to explode, she took in her surroundings with suspicion. It looked like any other alley. Except the bloody human pawprint on a dumpster. Well, it being a sketchy place for the owner's kind doesn't mean it's the same for felines. Holly consoled herself. Besides, she believed she could brave the worst out there, or else she wouldn't have run away. It had been three whole days in the life of a stray, and so far the worst she'd encountered was a dinner that decided to fight back.
"Which is lucky." She meowed to a crushed soda can. Then suddenly the sound of meows reached her ears. Holly began cautiously towards the noise, and quickened her pace as she heard that they were not hostile, but calm and friendly voices she heard. Other housecats? She wondered as she took a shortcut through the warehouse. She made it to a little crack in the wall, just big enough for her to squeeze through in case of emergency, and peeked at the crowd. No! A gathering of street cats, like me! Holly thought with a grin. She purred and walked out to bump into a lithe gray she-cat with pale green eyes.
"Oomph." Holly grunted, pulling back. Her eyes, deep honey-amber colored in the light, were filled with fear. "Greetings." She squeaked, knowing that saying 'sorry' as she had first wanted to, was a sign of weakness and unacceptable in times like these. She looked up at the cat and realized that it was not a female, but a tom. Feminine looking male. . . Holly thought lightly as she sat back. Maybe if she pretended. . . they would think she was one of them. Whoever these cats were. . . ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Sorry for the long post, but no, I am not stupid enough to leave an inexperienced young she-cat in an alley alone. ^ ^
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Post by Sev, Polydactyl Dromaesaur on Mar 13, 2009 23:43:53 GMT -5
Boring... Kiu sighed as his listened to Shi's report of new immigrants droned on and on. He had been hoping for something more interesting. Not that he knew what- he hadn't thought that far- but this was, for the most part, a repetition of the last meeting. Not something he felt like paying any real attention to. Sometimes he wondered why-
Kiu's thoughts were interrupted at this moment as a bicolor she-cat appeared from his right, knocking into him. He mewed in surprise, but with a quick greeting, the newcomer disappeared into a back row. Kiu noted that she looked like she didn't belong. Something about her...
No, it wasn't her appearance. That was one that was typical for a she-cat of her age, and besides, there were plenty of odd felines in these parts. It was her scent. She didn't smell as... well, as dirty as most of the cats around here. And... her general smell wasn't that of this region. A foreigner? Kiu blinked, then followed the bicolor into the back of the group.
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Post by Mlle Lynx on Mar 14, 2009 0:02:41 GMT -5
Holly looked back and noticed the feminine looking male following her. Dang, I've been discovered. The young cat thought, turning to face Kiu. "Mmmmuuuuh." She opened her mouth, attempting to say something clever but running out of room to think. She clamped her jaw shut and scowled. "So?" She meowed, jutting out her chest and chin in a sign of bravery and bold personality.
She looked around, hoping to spot a way out, but all she found was frustration. Kiu was now blocking her only way back to that crack in the wall, and there was no other apparent exit. However, she did not let this show.
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Post by Sev, Polydactyl Dromaesaur on Mar 14, 2009 0:27:12 GMT -5
"You're not from around here." It wasn't a question, nor a derogatory remark, but a simple statement- and a truthful, as Kiu confirmed. This cat had a slight accent that was unfamiliar to him- or at least one that he hadn't encountered in some time. He tried to remember what district it was native to, but failed. The she-cat didn't sound-or smell like she was from one of the Four Inner Territories. And while those cats only made up around a third of the city's total population, Kiu couldn't recall this particular speech or scent. He remembered for a brief moment that he should be scanning the area for dangerous intruders, but decided that only someone with extreme power or extreme foolishness would attack this many cats. As for the first, well- Iuriin and his siblings had no interest in this small, far-out district. And any insane cat would have been noticed by someone long before they attacked. This she-cat- though she was probably quite reckless and just as weak- was probably the greatest threat any cat in this area would have to face. Besides, Shi was being boring. And he was curious. "Where are you from?" Kiu asked.
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Post by Mlle Lynx on Mar 14, 2009 18:01:37 GMT -5
The willowy black and white cat pursed her lips. Well that plan wasn't going to work. She needed a lie, and she needed it quickly. But perhaps. . . Holly narrowed her golden eyes, the shadow from her brow making the color less of a honey amber and more of an intensely glowing brown. She managed to keep the sass out of her tone, although it was hard for she was very used to acting that way in her old life. "Me? I'm from my mother. Tell me of this gathering. Whom is it held by and what is it's cause?" she meowed, answering Kiu's question as much as she pleased and then weaseling around it.
You can be a tough alley cat too, Holly. She told herself with a harsh tone-of-thought. Little did Holly know, that by asking about the council she was basically just shouting "Look at me! I don't belong!" Because any cat who had attended the council with an invitation would have already been informed of it's cause. But she was young, and although clever and street-hardened, she needed to become a bit more street-wise.
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