City Lights<->Semi-Lit Alley Cat Roleplay [Open :3]

[free.]

Zeus.
The kit whipped his head up at the sound of a voice, arching his back up and hissing, eyes wide like a mad man. His fur was fluffed out, making him look twice as big as regular. But of course, Zeus being young and all, that didn't make even close to being as big as a full grown cat. "Who's there?" He half growled, half snarled the question. His tail whipped to and fro, and he could scent that the intruder was another cat. He didn't know who, though. The smell was new to him. Okay, so maybe Zeus was overreacting. But for all he knew, it could be some big scary cat coming to kill him. And though he was a pretty good little fighter, let's face it, a younger cat like him can't win a fight against a grown cat. And he knew first hand Squirel couldn't fight unless she went insane, like before. And Fish Bones would be of no help, he knew that much. It was habbit, to expect the worst and always be on the move and alert.

[pancreas]

(Gonna pretend she somehow lost Mordecai again as a way to jump back in. xD)

Foxglove licked one paw delicately, watching the city from her perch on top of a semi-clean wall. Placing her paw back down, she peered down at the pavement below. A stray dog trotted past, ignoring her. Letting out a soft sigh, the cat stood up and turned to pad away from the road. She wasn't hungry; she wasn't thirsty; she wasn't tired. So why was she so restless? Even before she thought the question, Foxglove knew the answer. As hard as it was to admit, the cat missed interaction with others. Since she'd lost Mordecai - again - the she-cat had withdrawn even further from the other cats. In fact, she hadn't seen anything but dogs, humans and vermin for the last few weeks. But that was entirely her own fault. She was holed up in a grimy alley on the outskirts of the city, as far away from any memories she had of Mordecai and her old life. "But I don't know how long I can keep this up..." Foxglove leapt down into her "shelter" - a soggy cardboard box with a split side. Settling herself down on her stomach, she curled her tail around her paws and tried desperately to fall asleep. Not that there was any point in trying. She'd only have more nightmares.

[MintCat]

(Nightingaleeeee…. RP Robin and Cleo with meeeee…..)

Quicksilver winced, padding foreward after thinking for a second. “It’s alright…” She mewed quietly, “It’s just me…. I’m not that scary, am I…?” Cocking her head to one side, she mused, “I mean, I guess I am pretty messy, but I guess most cats here are….” Taking another few steps, the small she-kit asked, “May I please join you for your meal? I can find my own food, it’s just that it’s been hard to hunt in the alleyways….”

[duckteeth]

Squirrel was mid jump to the dumpster when Quicksilver appeared. he let out a sort of shrieking hiss at the sight of the she-cat. Fluffing out her orange pelt as far as it could go, she landed on the dumpster, claws squeaking as they dug into metal. The position her body was in was a micture of an aggresive stance and a fearful one, ears pinned back and fur fluffed up, but claws still out an a somewhat unsure snarl on her lips.
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Mordecai sniffed at a rotten looking piece of meat. The stench it gave off was horrible and he found himself wincing at it. Still, food was food, and the big tom was starving/ After he had lost Foxglove for what seemed to be the millionth time, he'd sort of sunk into a somewhat unresponsive state. He hadn't felt like doing much of anything and ate onyl when the pangs of hunger were strong enough to wake him from napping and get him to move out of the comfortable hiding spot that he'd found inside a clothing store. Somehow, miraculously, he had managed to stay undetected despite the fact that the stench of the alley clung to him like a second pelt. But now he was back to roaming the streets again, and, boy, was he starving. Closing his eyes and trying to shut off his senses of smell and taste he gobbled up the piece of meat as fast as he could. He didn't want the taste ot linger on his tongue any longer than was absolutely neccesary.

[MintCat]

Quicksilver let out a quiet squeal, taking a flying leap backwards into the shadows again, her blue eyes the only thing visable. "Don'thurtme don'thurtme don'thurtme....." She whispered, to Squirrel, squeezing her eyes shut as she couched in a corner.

(Bah, slight WB....)

[duckteeth]

Squirrel froze at the sound of fear in Quicksilver's voice. Her fur flattened and she sheathed her claws, eyes going wide. Despite that it was her first instinct to run away at the sight of another cat, she took a tentative stepped towards the cat. Guilt washed over her as she realized she'd scared the poor kit. "I'm sorry." she whispered, taking another couple steps forward. "I'm not gonna hurt you."

[pancreas]

(Mordecai ;-;
Okay, Robbles and Cleo were last burying a pigeon or something, weren't they?)

Hearing a scuffle outside, Foxglove poked her head between the two split sides of her box. Oh great, the insanely-stupid-talking-rat-duo were back. And this time they'd brought friends. "Oh, shove off, will you. I'm not in the mood for your squawking." The rats raced for cover at once, but she knew their fright wouldn't last long. God, what had happened to her? Not only had she become some sort of crazy recluse, she now talked to rats. And she couldn't even scare them off! "Well, I've changed," Foxglove told herself matter-of-factly, "So whether I like it or not, I've got to live with it. Oh, and I should try moving on as well. I'm so stupid. He was, like, a kitten." Settling herself down more comfortably again, the she-cat let out a groan. The rat duo were singing again. Listening a little closer, Foxglove cringed: 'crazy cat lady'? Oh great. No wonder she'd ignored them before - no matter how inferior the pests may seem, they were surprisingly accurate in their taunts. "I said shut up!" Hissing loudly, Foxglove turned her back on them. Sure, she could go out and kill them whenever she wanted; but why bother? They were the only company she had.

(Uh, Foxglove's totally lost it. >_> First cat ever to talk to rats, I think.)

Robin gave a happy sigh as he curled up inside the crate him and Cleo had filled with moss, pigeon feathers and scraps of old material. It was quite cosy, and would definitely keep the rain out. Peering out of the entrance to the crate, he stared around the still-empty alley. Speaking of Cleo - where was she? She must have been gone for over an hour now... Robin scrunched up his nose. What had she said she was doing? To be honest, the tom had no idea. He'd been a little preoccupied with pulling feathers out his fur to listen to her departing speech. But still, he hoped she'd be back soon. The little cat was growing on him.

[MintCat]

Quicksilver peered out, her blue eyes as wide as ever. "Really...?" She asked, not really believing that she could thrust the older she-cat after she had scared her. Taking a few pawsteps out from the shadows, Quicksilver let the two cats get a good look at her for a moment before mewing, "I'm Quicksilver. Who are you...?"
(Slight WB for her...)

Cleo had headed back to her alleyway with a few mice for her and Robin when she had been cornered by a large tom. Dispite her fear, she clung onto her mice, not willing to give up her and Robin's dinner that easily. As the tom raked his claws down her ears, she yowled, "ROOOBBBIIN! Help!" The tom sneered, knocking her over easily, planting a large paw firmly on her side as he reached down to grab the mice out of her jaws.

(I'll be playing the tom...)

[pancreas]

Robin sighed, shaking his head slowly. Well, maybe she'd met some kind old human who was feeding her tuna. Didn't matter to him. They'd both be better off. She obviously wasn't suited to life in an alley, and he certainly wasn't suited to be tied down by a kitten. Letting out a snort, the tom glanced around the decorated crate. Oh well, if she wasn't coming back-- Robin's head snapped round as he heard Cleo's yell. "Cleo? Where are you? What's wrong?" Clambering awkwardly to his paws, the tom wriggled from the crate, silently reminding himself to make the entrance bigger when he got chance. Leaping forwards, Robin called Cleo again, his tail swishing to display his agitation. She'd sounded scared. Really scared. But also close. Robin fell completely silent for a second, concentrating on the sounds around him. There! Turning left, he raced down the alley that led to their's, his paws thudding against the concrete. "Cleo! Get off her!" Robin sped up as he saw the massive tom looming over her. Charging forwards, he threw himself against the other tom, hoping to knock him off balance and give them both - or at least Cleo - chance to get away.

[free.]

Zeus.
He merely growled at her, watching the scene of events unfold. Squirel of course, was foolish enough to trust her right away."Shutup!" He snapped at the young new cat as she rambled on. He turned to Squirel."All she wants is our food." He grumbled, turning back to glare at the newcomer, who in fact was quite small. Okay, so maybe his whole 'I'm going to be nice' charade was starting to wear off. That and it was just going to take some practice. He locked his eyes on the new cat, who introduced herself as Quicksilver, and flicked his tail back and forth across the ground. "Why should we let you eat here. There's plenty of dumpsters to choose from." He muttered, losing the angry and fearsome act but still remaining irritating at her barging in. His face was impassive, unreadable, no thoughts flickering past to be seen by the others. He chose to ignore her question, and not give his name out to her until he knew how this was going to play out.