Lurking the Streets (Stray cat Roleplay) Open

[Babicted]

bleh, it was amazin' c:}

[~The Midnight Howl~]

Frost nodded following and she paused behind her as she stopped. The she-cat stepped forward and her heart sank when she saw Chase laying in the centre of the camp, "CHASE!" she screeched and ran over, pressing her muzzle into his fur as tears rolled down her face.

[Babicted]

Ragona pricked her ears, the sounds of anguish and sadness ringing out from where they stood, "I knew my brother was weak!" She laughed.

Chase lay motionless for minutes, unmoving. The blood seeming to endlessly trickle from his body. Finally his eyes started to open. He still lay there, his breathing to shallow to help him, as he tried to fight for survival.

[chxrryvanilla]

Aesop have her face in Chase's neck fur, shoulders shaking with seemedly endless sobbing. Her claws dug into the dirt as she pulled away. Her heart wrenched in joy suddenly, staring at a new sight. Blue eyes. Aesop's face lifted, and her heart pounded heavily. "Chase!" she exclaimed, voice full of relief as she began to lick his wounds, trying to stop the bleeding.

[Babicted]

Chase tried to speak but it only choked out he could only think of the words he wanted to say, I'm ok... and Frost... I'm sorry... Thank you Aesop. I will one day kill my sister... and her stupid friend... But he wasn't able to say any of it out loud. A yowl bursted from his lips as the real pain finally hit is awakened body. He cringed and shook, trying to ignore it all.

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{ Lionheart is open. }

[chxrryvanilla]

Aesop flinched at his yowl, continuing to clean his wounds, when her vision tunneled and she leaped backwards.

Quick as light, the young midnight-black she-cat slipped through the brush, amber-green eyes full of evil excitement and malice. Her muscles rippled with readiness as her black pupils rested on a she-cat with a pretty gray pelt. The she-cat was busily chewing fresh-kill, unaware of the murderer preying on her. The cat tensed, picking up negative emotions and turned her head, just as the midnight-black she leaped at her. She yowled in terror, about to jump when claws slashed her throat and she fell, her vision blurring and darkening to nothing. The she-cat grinned psychotically, turning and leaping away. She stopped and licked the blood off her paws. "Ah, Aesop. You're an amazing cat." She said this right before something dealt a blow on her head, knocking her unconscious, erasing her memory with it.

Aesop's head swam with reemerging memories. Her. Others. Blood. So much blood. Suddenly, she collapsed.

(( Can I make another cat Wolfy? ))

[Babicted]

of course c: you can make 3 kitties <3 and I am unsure how to reply with it ^^;}

[chxrryvanilla]

(( Hm... I'm sure something will come. And I'll make her! ))

[~The Midnight Howl~]

Frost jumped as she heard Chase yowled and began to groom his wounds when Aesop collapsed, "Aesop? Chase?" she mewed worriedly and she nudged Aesop once before continuing to groom Chase' injuries