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

[shadow;]

Alyx dragged the box away. "Better?" She asked. She went and sniffed around the box that shattered earlier. "Stale bread. I could do better." She mummbled. She started to track a mouse and lunged at it. She killed it and dropped it near the cat. "Enjoy."

[MintCat]

Muse hid in an alleyway, her eyes wide with fear. Trembling slightly, she pressed herself as a big black tom padded into the tunnel she was hiding in. It was typical that he didn't scent her; she had been in here for days, her scent fading away as she stayed there with the brambles and bushes. The plant scent had mingled with hers, hiding Muse's smell. She couldn't help but let out a little mewl, like a kit would make, dispite her muteness.

(Muse is with Colbalt, and Black is.... Apparently with another tom who's name I forgot.... He was with Foxglove... EDIT: OH yea! It was Twinkle who she was with....)

Black hissed, thinking about attacking the she-cat. Deciding that she probably waould lose to the older she-cat, she thought against it, instead turning back to the tom. "Who are you?" She hissed again, her gaze remaining on the tom although she took a step back from him. Unsheathing her claws just in case the tom tried to attack, her bristled, her eyes narrowed into menacing slits. "Answer me!" She hissed, her tail lashing with anger and frustration.

Cleo let out a little squeak of fear. "Sorry!" She mewed, her eyes wide with fear. Taking a giant leap backwards, she was turning to run away when.... She felt the tom's gaze on her. Turning back to him, she bristled slightly, clearly taking the look the wrong way. W-why is he staring at me...? Cleo thought, taking a step back, I-is he going to attack....? Taking another leap backwards, the small golden kitten was unaware that she was right on the road.... Her fear prevented her from hearing the roar of the upcoming car that was headed straight towards her....

Quicksilver finished her chicken and began to clean her silver-spotted fur in quick, neat strokes. Her ear suddenly twiched, and her head whirled around, spooting just in time to see a tom dissapearing in an ivy bush. Giving her silver chest fur one last lick, she nimbly leapt down from the dumpster, heading for the tom. Crossing the street and taking care not to be spotted by any children, Quicksilver headed for the tom, streching her blue eyes wide in a look of pure innocence. Poking her head in the ivy bush, her tail swishing slowly, the small she-cat mewed, "Hello... Who are you...?"

[munchkinchu]

Alyx dragged the box away. "Better?" She asked. She went and sniffed around the box that shattered earlier. "Stale bread. I could do better." She mummbled. She started to track a mouse and lunged at it. She killed it and dropped it near the cat. "Enjoy."

Aspen
The wanted box out of way, Aspen pulled herself up, in this case meaning few centimetres of the ground, and slowly crawled out. The she-cat used her body and back legs, keeping her injured paw away from ground. Once out of the wooden cage, she sat and started licking her paw. Oh my, I should fix my fur. It looks like mice spend a night playing on it...she thought, taking a quick look on her messy fur. Aspen watched as Alyx killed and then brought her the dead mice. As the small she-cat approached, Aspen felt a mix of unpleasantness and wounded pride. She let out an unsatisfied sigh. No one ever hunted for her and this kitty had to much pride to let anyone do. "Maybe you should eat it, you deserve it. I just had mine meal." the brown calico meowed, looking into Alyx's eyes. There was no way she would eat a critter not killed by her own fangs and claws.

(Ohh, yay Mint! 8D)

Foxglove allowed a secret smirk to slide across her face before she rearranged her features into the look off ultimate happiness. "Oh, I'm flattered! Thank you so much!" She gushed, gazing up at him with flawless adoration. "Silly me, I forgot the most important question! I'm Foxglove, pleased to meet your acquaintance. What would your name be?" Bobbing her head at him, Foxglove gazed around her, pretending to suddenly look nervous and out-of-place. In reality of course, she was totally at home. "Can we find somewhere to eat first?" She asked, turning her face towards the sky and sniffing delicately.

(I have to go as well~ :>)

Sushi
Sushi made a circle around the she-cat, tail slowly waving from one side to another, making sure to turn she-cat's attention his muscles. He thought on her name, before saying it out load. "Foxglove? I have to say that your beauty outsides the beauty of the flower." the tom complimented her, totally oblivious of anything but her. "My name would be Sushi at your service. If my lady is felling peckish, I shall found her an appropriate meal. What would you wish?" a small charming smile appeared on Sushi's face, scenting the air for best food around. He couldn't take her to some girl, his ladies deserved better. Something like hand killed creatures, to show his devotion. Sushi held on that though, it may help him one day.

[shadow;]

Alyx bended down and started to eat. She only had the hot dog this morning. "Do you need anything? I could get it for you" She asked. She was happy this cat got the teens to leave. "So what's your name? Mines Alyx." She explianed, taking another bite. She looked her paw and parted the fur. Her skin was bruised, red, purple and blue. " Are you ok?" She asked again.

[munchkinchu]

"Just a minor scratch." Aspen replied, and warped her bushy tail around it. "My name is Aspen I guess I should thank you once again, you didn't have to move those crates.". The she-cat looked down on her tail, the injury was far away from a scratch, but Aspen didn't want any pity from Alyx. She took a better look at the she-cat that saved her and meowed softly "How old are you, Alyx?" As she asked her question the brown calico sniffed the air, checking for possible trouble. Not founding anything that alarming, Aspen focused her gaze to Alyx as she waithed for answer.

[shadow;]

"10 moons. And, in my mind, I did have to those boxes. I din't want the cat who risked her life for me to die." She explained. She looked at Aspen. "Whats a she-cat with fur like your doing on the street? It looks great." She complamented. Alyx finished her mouse. "Around here there is tons of mice. Help yourself."

[pancreas]

( Hah, Nighty. Oh wow, I'm nightwear now! :3 )

"It's fine, don't worry about it. Like I said, it was my fault." Smiling again, Robin glanced around them, taking in his surroundings. That hut over there looked deserted, maybe he'd find somewhere to sleep there? Letting out a sniff of annoyance, he once again cursed his stupid timing. He didn't like the openness of this place, but it'd have to do now. Robin looked confused as the little cat bristled, and he tilted his head, wrinkling his nose. "Are you alright?" He asked, thinking that she must be ill. Frowning at her slightly, the tom turned to face her fully, his expression turning from confusion, to shock, and then to horror as she leapt directly into the path of an on-coming car.
Leaping after her, he slammed sideways against her, throwing her out of the path of the car. He followed her, overbalancing and landing on his side on the grassy bank, winded. The harsh honking of the car startled Robin, and he winced as his chested pricked painfully. "Are you suicidal or something?" He grunted between pants, twisting his head to glare at the small cat in an almost fatherly way, "Or have you just got no road sense?"

( I hope you don't mind the minor power playing right there, but I didn't think you'd want her to get hit~ )

Foxglove's eyes followed the tom as he circled her, and she made a show of admiring his muscles. He obviously wanted her to, and to be quite honest, they were pretty impressive. After a second's pause, the she-cat laughed again, purring with pleasure. "You're flattering me again. But thank you." She continued to gaze at him; her amber eyes focused on his brown ones. "What a handsome name," She purred, moving slightly closer and lowering her voice, "It suits you." She murmured, her gaze still locked on his. Then she moved away, turning her face towards the city in front of them. "Your lady is indeed felling peckish," Foxglove spoke smoothly, sniffing the air again. "Please, if you no of anywhere... Appropriate," The she-cat hinted that she didn't want to eat in any old hovel, "Then please, lead the way. I'm not that fussy, as long as it's the right sort of place for me to be seen."

[munchkinchu]

"10 moons. And, in my mind, I did have to those boxes. I din't want the cat who risked her life for me to die." She explained. She looked at Aspen. "Whats a she-cat with fur like your doing on the street? It looks great." She complamented. Alyx finished her mouse. "Around here there is tons of mice. Help yourself."

Aspen
Aspen looked at Alyx surprised with cat's young age. She's almost a kitten! Now, I'm accepting help from them, too? she though and sighed. "Well, I suppose I should answer it. No, I said, I'm quite full for today." She politely refused another offer. "A young cat like you should eat it to get her strength up. As for me, I'm on the streets for almost nine moons now. Humans once kept me as a pet, but left me to an old lady when I was able to take care for myself. I ran away in search for them, but ended here. This town is my home now and it will be until I die." the calico finished, satisfied by her little talk. She picked herself up, injured paw not touching the ground and made few paw steps to the closest crate. Upon climbing on, her left paw touched the wooden edge of the crate. Aspen hissed in pain, she didn't want to have a numb paw, but overly sensitive one was even worse.

( Hah, Nighty. Oh wow, I'm nightwear now! :3 )

"It's fine, don't worry about it. Like I said, it was my fault." Smiling again, Robin glanced around them, taking in his surroundings. That hut over there looked deserted, maybe he'd find somewhere to sleep there? Letting out a sniff of annoyance, he once again cursed his stupid timing. He didn't like the openness of this place, but it'd have to do now. Robin looked confused as the little cat bristled, and he tilted his head, wrinkling his nose. "Are you alright?" He asked, thinking that she must be ill. Frowning at her slightly, the tom turned to face her fully, his expression turning from confusion, to shock, and then to horror as she leapt directly into the path of an on-coming car.
Leaping after her, he slammed sideways against her, throwing her out of the path of the car. He followed her, overbalancing and landing on his side on the grassy bank, winded. The harsh honking of the car startled Robin, and he winced as his chested pricked painfully. "Are you suicidal or something?" He grunted between pants, twisting his head to glare at the small cat in an almost fatherly way, "Or have you just got no road sense?"

( I hope you don't mind the minor power playing right there, but I didn't think you'd want her to get hit~ )

Foxglove's eyes followed the tom as he circled her, and she made a show of admiring his muscles. He obviously wanted her to, and to be quite honest, they were pretty impressive. After a second's pause, the she-cat laughed again, purring with pleasure. "You're flattering me again. But thank you." She continued to gaze at him; her amber eyes focused on his brown ones. "What a handsome name," She purred, moving slightly closer and lowering her voice, "It suits you." She murmured, her gaze still locked on his. Then she moved away, turning her face towards the city in front of them. "Your lady is indeed felling peckish," Foxglove spoke smoothly, sniffing the air again. "Please, if you no of anywhere... Appropriate," The she-cat hinted that she didn't want to eat in any old hovel, "Then please, lead the way. I'm not that fussy, as long as it's the right sort of place for me to be seen."

Sushi
Sushi's mind went blank for a second as the she-cat cut the distance between them. His heart skipped a beat, but then again it wasn't anything new, it did that every time an interesting she-cat passed. Sushi was, like all that other times, enchanted by a new crush. Her compliments suited him, and made the blunt tom only try harder and harder.
Sushi sat down, glancing the sky with his brown gaze. He watched blue colour, but he only saw amber; the colour of her eyes. The tom knew he had to find a perfect place. Mind scanning all place he has been to before, he let out a satisfying purr upon reaching the perfect one. It was a place above the local neighbourhood, on a hill surrounded only by short grass that still hide the visitors from unwanted views. He remembered to smell mice last time he was there. "Would the lady care to walk with me first? It isn't a long walk and the reward for it should be satisfying." he meowed, trying to look calm, but his impatience was shown by nervousness flickering of his tail.

[And I have to go again.It's 23:23pm and I have to be awake around 7am. I hate school.]

[meveh]

{ I've made a new tom ^-^}

Username:
PuddingWaffles

Cat's Name: Red
Gender: Male
Age: 27 Moons

Description: Red is a sturdy-built tom, with strong, rippling muscles and thick fur. His russet-orange fur is especially thick on his neck and tail, so his appearence is very similar to a fox. His russet-colored pelt lightens around the belly and bib, and darkens on the ears, forehead, and tail. He has the signature tabby "M" on his forehead, and a single streak from eye to cheek, but other than that his coat is unmarked. His eyes are a deep shade of amber.

Personality: Red is irritible, and does not trust easily. He has a sharp tongue that can offend any cat, though he's learned to be a skilled fighter so he won't get a slash to the ear for spitting a rude comment somewhere. Some say he always manages to slip a negative word somewhere, no matter the conversation. He's very pessimistic.

Skills: Red is an amazing fighter; 'nuff said. xP He has this skill thanks to his father.
Weakness: Well, Red is obviously easy to snap and is very pessimistic. This can prove difficult in many situations, and he can get angered into battle easily.

History: It was a dark night of the new-moon, before Red was born. Red's mother was making her way down a particularly dark alleyway, in search for food. She didn't know that Fallon, Red's soon-to-be father was hiding in the shadows. His father wasn't the friendliest cat, and her mother was defenseless...(Im not gonna say it, but you can assume what happened D;) She gave birth to him and his sister in the winter; one of the worst seasons to have kittens in. She would hide them away in an old, abandoned building during the day so she could search for food, and would come back at night to care for them. One night, while returning home, Red's father found her once again, by mistake. After confronting her about the kits, and her refusing to show him where they were, he killed her. Red and Violet began to wonder where their mother had gone, and, being the curious kits they are, set out to search for her. Fallon had been searching for them, too, and all three ended up running into eachother. Fallon realized from their pelts that they were indeed his kits, and told them to follow him. Violet was unsure, and refused to until she found her mother. She had angered Fallon, and he killed her right infront of Red. Red was then scared for his life, and warily followed his father. His father brought him to his territory, and there raised him to be a fighter, and a pretty good one too. He was a natural. The images of his past still haunted him, though. As soon as he was old enough, Red snuck off, running as far away from his father as he possibly could without leaving the City. Even toady, his dreams are tainted with the terrible images of his past.

Kin:
Fallon { Father, Alive, Red sees him everyone so often but doesn't know of his permanent residence. }
Bird Song { Mother, Deceased, Killed by Fallon. }
Violet { Sister, Deceased, Killed by Fallon. }

Mate/Crush: "You're kidding. You're seriously kidding, right?"
Other: If you look at his picture, then Cinder's, they're looking at eachother xD Oh! And if someone wants to play his evil dad, feel free to xD
Also, sorry for the very uncreative, boring-to-read writing, I had a bit of writer's block..>.>

[pancreas]

( Ohh, another fox lookalike? owo )

Foxglove was amused to see Sushi's reaction when she closed the distance between them, but didn't pursue it. She guessed that there would be other chances to make him totally hers. If she really wanted to, that is. Maybe she'd just leave in the night, and leave him to think meeting her had just been an amazing dream. As Sushi sat down, Foxglove glanced at him, but kept standing, her tail swishing faster now. If he didn't hurry up and find somewhere suitable, she's be forced to dump him and go looking herself. She was hungry, and wasn't in the mood to just stand around smelling it. Hearing him purr, Foxglove snapped her head round to face him, her face lighting up convincingly as he spoke. "I don't mind walking! Ohh, it sounds nice." Bounding to his side, she waited for him to begin walking with slight impatience.