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

[duckteeth]

Bandit looked at Thirteen with a mixture of alarm and curiousity. "The Happy Place" she called it. Where a cat goes after death. Honestly, Bandit didn't really think about death much. When you had to live in a place like this all your mind power was set on figuring out how to survive day by day, not worrying about death and what happened afterwards. In fact, the thought of it scared her. Bandit realized that there was a frown on her face. Putting a smile back, she meowed, "Well, I'm not planning to any time soon. You try to avoid that too."

[Do you remember Strike's number? o3o]

[honeydont]

{Twenty-nine. I looked for it. I fele so accomplished. xD}

"Good." Thirteen put on the stern face she used to use with the younger kittens. "I won't either." Sorry, Mama. Her belly grumbled suddenly and she looked down, poking her skiny fram with a tiny paw. "Aw, my belly's all noisy. Shh," Thirteen shushed it. She looked up at Bandit and smiled, embarresed. "Bandit, can I have a bite of your chicken, pretty please?" Her face was impossible earnest. Thirteen had always been quite the begger.

[duckteeth]

[Grashiash. *appluads you* x3]

Thirteen's pleading look was too much for Bandit to bear. Sure, she was hungry too and she had been looking forward to eating the chicken but Thirteen was surely in worse condition. After all, the poor cat had just been sick, hadn't she? Bandit could find something else to eat. And she'd said please. Someone asking for food politely in the city? Maybe a once in a lifetime chance. "Of course you can." she purred, pushing the piece of meat towards Thirteen.

[.kestral]

(Is it possible that I can come back to this wig Cobalt and Copper?)

[duckteeth]

[Yeah, sure ^^]

[pancreas]

( -creeps in- Are Foxy and Roblet still welcome? I keep floating away from CS, I'm sorry. xDD )

[.kestral]

Cobalt & Copper

Reuniting was beautiful. Time spent apart had hurt for the two brothers and there had been memories galore. Only hope for the future had kept them alive. Cobalt sighed lightly looking at his still sleeping brother. He liked the shelter that had found, the alleyway was there's. It was rare for another cat to venture down there and they liked it that way.
"Stop watching me Bolt" muttered Copper opening his eyes and I smiled lightly and apologetically. He stood up and yawned, it was trash day, the day more food than normal was dumped in the bins by us. Something about Sundays made humans dump more. It was odd. But at the same time it led to good eating.

[free.]

(Sorry for my dissapearance. Stupid end of school....teachers think they have to pile on the homework! I cannot wait for summer! Anyone wanna RP?)

Layla.
The tiny, sleek figure darted across an alley way, sticking to the shadows. Her large, deep blue eyes blinked once, then gave the dead end a sweeping glance. Perfect. There was tons of stuff dumped here, with lots of crevices to hide in, as well as up high areas to spy on anyone that dared enter here. Couches, crates, beds, lams, cargo, old food. You name it. To humans, it was disgusting, a heap of dump. But to an alley cat like Layla, this was luxury at it's highest. She allowed a brief, cold smile, before any emotion was wiped from her place. Her senses going overload, she slunk carefully and silently into the heap. A shrill, piercing scream rang up into the air for a matter of milliseconds, before it was muffled, and then promptly silenced. Moments later, Layla backed out of the hole she had entered, the scruff of a dead tomcat in her mouth. She pulled him to the very edge of the alleyway, shoving him out onto the pavement. Humans would get rid of him sooner or later. And if not, a dog. She wrinkled her nose at the dead black heap of fur before her, then turned quickly on heel and slithered back into her domain. Springing neatly onto a stack of crates, she made her way to the very top of the junk pile, which just so happened to be an old leather chair coveredby drapes and blankets. Crawling underneath, the tiny silver cat dissapeared from view to the world. This was now her territory, and anyone who dared threaten her or it would surely pay the price.

[duckteeth]

[What was the name of that stupid house cat that was obsessed with Layla? Wasn't it like Julian or someting? I should throw him in there.]

[free.]

(Ooh yeah! I think it was Julian or Julius. You should have him meet Layla again! :) )