let it burn ( stray cat rp)( accepting)

[wolfpack12]

Dusty looked up as a patrol appeared

[Scararb]

What?))
Patch
I stayed hidden

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name: Crash
age: 4 years.
gender: Male/tom.
Breed: Unknown.
personality: Serious, caring, skeptical, headstrong.
pic/description: Above.
history: His mother was killed by a raccoon. Him and his littermates were adopted by a kind elderly cat.
mate: ---
crush: Looking
kits: None
rank: Hunter?
Gang: Northern gang

[hakuna matata;;]

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❝ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀᴡs ᴅɪʀᴛʏ.❞

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▍name ➻ Phillip.
▍gender ➻ Tom-cat. [male.]
▍age ➻ 26 moons.
▍rank ➻ House-cat.

▍breed ➻ Purebred American Shorthair.
▍appearance ➻ A brown tom with various shades of light, dark, and medium brown covering his pelt. His muzzle, chest, stomach, and right forepaw are white. He wears a black and white collar with a bell on it.

▍personality ➻ Stuck up and arrogant, are the best two words to describe Phillip. He typically has his nose in the air, mostly because he's grown up around such a classy family. Phillip prefers to remain clean, and usually calls the gangs fighting, and way of life, "silly and childish". However, Phillip does have a kind side beneath his harder shell. He's extremely loyal, sarcastic, and can be a pretty decent friend.
▍history ➻ Phillip was born on the streets with two other sisters. However, the moment he was born, he was ripped from his family and set into an adoption center. A rich family came along and adopted him, and that's where he has been his entire life so far. However, Phillip has begun to notice that the couple, who doesn't pay him much attention, are packing up a lot of boxes.

▍crush ➻ No one.
▍mate ➻ No one.
▍kits ➻ None.

▍other ➻ Basically, his family is moving. So he'll be a loner soon...
Update: Phillip is now a loner.
▍code ➻

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[right][size=85] ➝ [color=#404000]phillip[/color] ➝ [color=#404000]previously a house-cat - waiting for southern gang rank[/color] ➝ [color=#404000]crush;[/color] [color=#BFBFBF]no one[/color] ➝ [color=#404000]tagged;[/color] [color=#BFBFBF]no one[/color] ➝ [color=#404000]ooc;[/color] [color=#BFBFBF]n/a[/color][/size][/right]

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[wolfpack12]

Both accepted)

Dusty growled." What do you want kody?", she asked.

Kody looked at her

[hakuna matata;;]

➝ phillip ➝ house-cat ➝ crush; no one ➝ tagged; no one ➝ ooc; thanks for accepting me! ^^ anyone open?

Sunlight streamed in harshly though the unassuming window nearby, awakening the domestic cat, who laid curled in his small bed. The fluffy, beige, circular pillow was just about the only thing that wasn't packed away tightly into some boxes. For a moment, Phillip felt his heart drop at the sight of all the various size boxes. He had a bad feeling about them.
Phillip stood up, stretching slowly for a moment, before deciding that it'd be best to wake up slowly. So, with light paws, Phillip pranced over to the window, hopped up onto the window sill, and settled himself down in a sitting position, tail moving slowly as he gazed out the window, wondering if he'd catch sight of those silly, gang cats.

[wolfpack12]

Kody sighed." Just checking on you", he said.

Dusty looked at him and noded before walking off still holding onto the string of sausages, she then looked up at the tree patch was in." Come on kid", she whispered. She then walked down the street and came to a stop at a wall not knowing that it belonged to Philip she then jumped up onto it and sat down cleaning her Dusty coloured fur

[hakuna matata;;]

➝ phillip ➝ house-cat ➝ crush; no one ➝ tagged; dusty, patch ➝ ooc; n/a

Phillip, hoping to escape the knotting feeling in his stomach, closed his eyes, and opened his mouth to taste the air. The usual scents landed on him. Baked bread, raw meat, -- but another scent mingled with the others. Frowning, Phillip soon came to realize that it was two cats. Poking his head out of the window, and allowing his lean body to follow, Phillip looked down, only to let his eyes land on exactly what he thought. A gang cat, and a young kit. Sneaking down the stairs on the side of the building, Phillip kept down until he was sitting on one of the metal stairs, the two cats only a few steps below. He sneered mercilessly, "What are you two doing here?"

[wolfpack12]

Dusty twitched her ear and growled pulling patch protectively behind her as she looked up at him with green eyes her fur had three scars on her shoulder, two on her side, one small one on her chin and another over her right eye." What's it to you house cat? Here to talk about how your life is so much better than that of ours trying to survive?", she replied.

[hakuna matata;;]

➝ phillip ➝ house-cat ➝ crush; no one ➝ tagged; dusty, patch ➝ ooc; n/a

"Of course not." Phillip scoffed, sticking his nose up into the air, as he constantly did. The black bell on his collar rattled in agreed annoyance. Looking back down at the she-cat and the kit, he continued, "I have more sense then a gang cat. Besides, you trespassed on my territory." With his sharp retort, Phillip resumed to examine the two cats as the older she-cat resumed to respond. While she did, Phillip stood up, setting his two forepaws on the stair below. He grimaced as his left forepaw skimmed a rock, and he immediately lifted his paw to quickly swipe his tongue over it, appearing uninterested in what the she-cat had to say.