Flea-Bitten Rules; Semi-Lit+ Feral Cat RP (NEEDS MALES)

[asexual pirate;;]

Username: ~SuperNova~
Cat’s Name: Dezba
Nicknames: Dez
Age: Four years
Gender: Female
Body Build: Dezba has long, thin legs and a lithe, wiry body. Her eyes are green with a hint of blue around the pupil, making them rather hypnotizing in the sunlight. She has a scar down the side of her left foreleg. Her ears are rather large, and her right ear has a large notch taken out of it.
History: Dezba was born in a human household with her sister. Her mother and sister were taken away after a few months of living in the household. She herself was sold off to a couple of elderly people who treated her well for two years. The elderly couple wouldn't allow Dezba outside, and she often sat at a window, tail a twitch as she watched the outside.
At the age of three years, the elderly couple died and Dezba stayed, curled up in a ball, wondering where the two that had treated her oh so well, had gone. The elderly couple's family tried to coax food into her but she just spat and hissed, swiping claws at them. Until, one teenage boy got tired of her, and without permission, threw her outside.
Realizing she was outside, Dezba sat up, trying to make clear of her surroundings. Eventually, she turned away from the house and slunk off, living her first year of feral life, and doing quite well. She hasn't lost a fight yet and has a reputation with some cats.
Personality: Dezba is a strict, loyal, and brave she-cat that likes nothing better than to fight. But when she's alone, it brings out a whole new side. She enjoys the quiet peacefullness and usually just lounges around like some lazy housecat -which she was for a while- and sleeps. Being around other cats can either bring in the good or bring in the bad. Her good side is a stubborn determination and a sarcastic tone. Her bad side is a few dogged looks and a fesity attitude where one wrong word could send her hackles raising and her claws out. Occasionally, she'll sneak up on cats or ambush anyone that walks by her.
Likes-
-The sun
-Older people
-Sleeping
-Scaring other cats
-Kittens
-Fighting
-Peace and quiet
Dislikes-
-Lightning and Thunder
-Sometimes, other cats
-Water
-Being sick
-Cloudy days
Fears-
-Drowning
-Dying
-Being killed by a dog, or being attacked
Other?
Nope

[~*MyDogLikesMen*~]

Username: ~*Mydoglikesmen*~
Cat’s Name: Owl
Nicknames:
Age: 3 years
Gender: ♀
Body Build:
Slightly skinny but not so that you can see her hip bones. Smooth fur except for the occasional bur or flaky scab, cut or scar. She has long skinny legs, and a tiny nimble paws. Her ears are perfectly shaped and portioned, except for the little nip of skin missing on the right tip of her left ear. On the right side of her back she has a large patch of missing fur that is filled with teeth marks and bruises from a dog attack. Under her eye she has a tiny scar from her mother accidentally clawing her as she walked over her, when Owl was a small kitten.
History:
Owl was like most house cats, she was the love of Nelda, her owners life. She was pampered and well fed, cared for and exceptionally groomed. She was rescued from an animal shelter when she was to young to remember, and Nelda gave her the best life possible. Every day Owl would be allowed outside in the yard to play around, but one day when Owl came back in she discovered something terrible. Nelda was stone cold dead. Owl looked around, shocked. She was still just a young kitten, and she didn't ave any one now that Nelda was gone, she was scared. She ran outside even though it was now coming a terrible storm. Owl spent two nights outside in the storm as things blew around and banged against her shelter, an upturned metal trash can. When she came back after the storm, everything was gone, the furniture the wall paintings, her cat toys and cat food. She walked outside and there was a human sign that read for sale. Owl ran away and she never came back. She is still feral today, and she never wants to go back to a greedy human, for fear they will leave her too.
Personality:
She is friendly to those she knows, but in this world you can't take anything for granted, and she will fight for what she has, and occasionally fight for what she doesn't. She is loving, but she doesn't like listening to other cat's problems or fears. She just doesn't care about the time so and so fell out of a tree, or the time that person lost its kitten. She isn't very compassionate either and if you come whining to her she'll tell you to get over it.
Likes-
• Kittens
• Clouds
•Fresh Food
• Fresh Water
• Warmth
•Sitting in high places
•Abandoned places to stay the night

Dislikes-
•Storms
•Rain
• Fires
• Dogs
•Bugs
•Rats
[u]Fears-[/u
• Humans (She's Afraid of being left again)
• Storms
•Love (She's afraid of being left alone)
Other?

[ossa di cervo]

((First two accepted, ~*MyDogLikesMen*~, I'd like a bit more on the profile before I accept you. Let's get this show on the road!
...+10 points to whoever can tell me what song I used for Ezzy's lyrics. 8D))

- - - - - -
ezekiel
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Now look at this;
Madness the magnet keeps a t t r a c t i n g me.. Me.
I try to run, but see, I'm not that fast.
I think the first but surely f i n i s h last.. Last.

Ezekiel had it in his sights. A small, scruffy, greasy, brown rat. His haunches were high in the air and his chin was close to the ground. He moved forward slowly, his claw-less paws sliding across the rough pavement with close to no sound. His long, thick furred tail stands still, only the tip barely moving in the light. His eyes are wide, the brilliant green nearly hidden by his pupils.

He moved forward, his whiskers twitching only slightly and his ears pointed intently at the rat. Once in range to pounce, Ezekiel moved forward and.. didn't pounce. He reared up on his back paws with his front two high in the air and hopped around the rat like a kitten playing with a toy. He watched the rat panic and try to run away, but quickly jumped in it's path. The rat swerved and went the other way, but Ezekiel was waiting for him there as well. For several long moments this carried on with Ezekiel acting like a kitten and the rat going into a terrified panic.

Once he'd had his fill, Ezekiel let the rat pass and he laughed a deep, throaty laugh before turning back down the alley. He'd already eaten a rather large rabbit he'd gotten himself from the woods before heading into town, but he couldn't help playing with his fun. It was just so.. fun. Ezekiel smiled as he moved into the main road of the city and left his alleyway. The sun fell onto his pelt and he grinned, lifting his head into the warmth and basking for a moment before prancing forward again.

The large, towering tom had an odd dance-like step to his gait as he moved through the city, looking in windows and down alleys. He rubbed his side on a pole in passing, getting at an itch on his stomach then moved on, unaware of the large dog behind him. It saw him and raised his lips in a snarl, moving forward as slowly and silently as Ezekiel had when he was watching the rat. The dog got ever closer, keeping close to the ground, but the dumb animal let one thing escape his mind; shadows. Ezekiel saw the canines shadow and kept up the act of prancing down the road.

Once the dog was close enough to snap out at Ezekiel's tail, the cat spun around and bit out at the dog's nose then dashed off down the road. The dog yelped and growled, beginning the chase. Ezekiel twisted into alleys then burst back onto the main road, keeping a jig-jagged path, hoping it was hard to follow. He could feel the dog breathing down his spine and for once in a long time, Ezekiel was scared. He'd never taken on a dog of this size and he was on the lookout for other cats, hoping maybe they'd throw some help his way. If worse came to worse, he could always climb a pole and hope the dog gave up..

[average]

(( Day and night? |D
I'll post in a few; I have to run some errands~))

But p l a n t your hope with good s e e d s,
Don't c o v e r yourself with t h i s t l e and weeds,
R a i n down, rain down on m e,
Look o v e r your h i l l s and be still,
The s k y above us shoots to k i l l,
Rain down, rain down on me.

/ / . m o t h . \ \

Moth was hidden behind a dumpster; one of her oldest nooks. She
had just came back from finding--and eating, of course--a quite large
vole, and her stomach rumbled in delight.

Sighing contently, Moth licked her paw and brushed it against
her muzzle, cleaning herself after the delicious meal. She
murmured to herself, "and the vole could not hide itself from it's
predator, for it was very simpleminded; a weakling." Moth sighed,
stretched her legs, circled her spot a few times, and curled up,
tucking her head into her paws.

Her ears pricked, and she raised her head. Dogs, Moth thought.
She felt her pupils began dilating, and she felt her hair raise on her
skin. Standing up, she quickly hid even more so away behind the
dumpster, silent as a mouse. But wait. ...cat? Moth thought as she raised
her head to sniff the air.

Moth leaped up, landing on the dumpster top. She had no time
to think about how disgusting it was to land in a pile of old scraps
and what other had landed in there, for she had to figure
out if her nose was correct.

[summer monday]

(( Day and night? |D
I'll post in a few; I have to run some errands~))

By Kid Cudi<3
The radio station I listen to has played this once or twice. ;D

[ossa di cervo]

((You guys both get +10 points. :'D))

[»»ǤяɛɛиƉαʏ««]

__________
βαмвι
__________

How can you see into my eyes like o p e n doors
Leading you down into my core where I've become so
n u m b
Without a soul without
My spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back....home

Bambi stretch as she awoke. Her grey eyes studied her surroundings as she hopped off the dumpster. The female stretched once more and yawned. Bambi began to trot out of the alley, hopping up onto a fence and trotting along the top, searching the ground for any signs of prey silently. She spotted a small crow up a head, perched on the fence. Bambi let herself fall to the ground, landing with a quiet thud. She stalked along the fence, watching the black bird intently. The she-cat watched its every move, her eyes studying it closely before she pounced. The crow tried to fly away, but she grabbed its tail feathers between her teeth and pulled it down, swiftly killing it. Bambi dragged it under the bushes and ate silently.

Once she had groomed herself, she headed back off, jumping up onto and back over the fence, staying along in the shadows. HEr mind wandered absentmindedly of to what her life use to be like. She missed the playtime, the warm fire, the love of her owner. But now all she had left was her memories and thoughts to keep her company. Other cats didn't usually come around her unless the were going to steal her food. Once that happened, she would scare them off. The black and white cat looked up at the sky and snorted , returning her gaze to the sidewalk. She rounded a corner, seeing it was a dead end. Quietly and swiftly, she pounced up onto the dumpster as the end and onto a window ledge.

She entered her world of thoughts, not hearing anything around around and soon dozed off. Only then was she awakened by a loud barking. Feeling the need to hide, she jumped off the ledge and went under the dumpster, watching as a cat passed by the alley, followed by a dog. Seeing the danger gone, she crawled out from under there and ran, rounding the corner.

[[I freakin' love that song <3 XDXD...I'm going to have to go through a ritual every time I post XDXD]]

[average]

(( It took me forever to crop the picture to fit exactly. e___e
..and to figure out which Mumford and Sons song I wanted to use. <33333333333
/not obsessed/ 8DDDDDDDD
.... cough.))

[»»ǤяɛɛиƉαʏ««]

[[I know. Me too. I didn't know if I should use TDG or Evenesence. I chose Evanescence ^^. Yah, the picure took forever to get the right size. it was too big or too smal and just mleh. ]]

[~*MyDogLikesMen*~]

(I am sorry to bother you, bu was I accepted?)