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[Ourpawprints]

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[Echoheart]

.:Jasper:.

|| Jasper || Main Coon || she-cat || "Been in this "paradise" called life for 3 years" ||

"Words are nothing more than mist and sunshine, impossible to hold down."

Learning The Basics

"My name's Jasper and if you care about your life,you won't question it"

"I'm a Main Coon in case you're eyes can't see past your nose"

"Well I'm obviously a she-cat dimwit"

"And I live as a stinkin' stray"

Who You Are

Personality
"My kind say I'm a force to be recon with.The others say I'm nothin' but stray scum. Those who fear me try not to let it show by making lame comments on appearance and attitude. The bottom line is that if you touch a hair on Sunny's head,I'm your worse nightmare,if you just stay out of my way I'll stay out of your's. The only cat I hold my temper with is Sunny. I ain't afraid to show who's boss."

History
"I was born into a human house unexpectedly.Humans didn't want any of us "flea-bag kittens" so he put us in a box,drove us to the local drug store,and dumped us by the front door.All of my siblings were taken just like that but because I was the meanest of all the kittens I was left there.Finally I decided my own fate,I left that crummy cardboard box and went into the allies,I never looked back until I found Sunny.We aren't really related but she's like the little helpless sister I never had.I showed her the ropes and we've been together ever since."

Social Life?

Crush
"Yeah right they fall over themselves at the sight of me but it's not like I'm interested in any of them."

Mate
"Ha ha that's so funny"

Kittens
"No I have my paws full with Sunny"

Ancestry

Parents
"My Pop's name was Monty and my Ma is Sugar."

Siblings
"Related by blood a brother and two sisters.Adopted kin,Sunny"

Other Family Members
"I have a crazy Aunt Frizz,but I think she was ran over last month"


Anything else? Nope

.:Sunny:.

|| Sunny || Bengal || she-cat || "I am 1 and a half" ||

"Power is neither good nor evil, but its user makes it so."

Learning The Basics

"My name is Sunny!"

"And I'm a Bengal tiger.Just kidding,but I am a Bengal."

"Well I'm obviously a she-cat silly"

"And I live as a stray"

Who You Are

Personality
"I'm very sweet and gentle.Jasper says that's why I'm in danger in the allies.I may be young but I'm very very smart.The other cats try to push me out of the allies or even kill me because I'm competition but Jasper doesn't let them and I know how to protect myself if she's away.You need to know that kind of stuff when your stray.The pets are more tolerate of me because i'm somewhat civil and I wash myself in a birdbath more than once a month.I hate anyone who's power savvy because of my past experience with a cat who was just that.All in all I don;t like violence but I'll use it if i have to."

History
"I was born a stray but not like the other cats.i had a family and a group of cats who protected me and a bunch of other families as well.But the leader of our little group was crazy for power.He only wanted to protect cats who could help him in return.My father was a fighter and my mother hunted. Naturally Calvin and Rory went into training as fighters and Snooky was a hunter from the start.But soon out protector's law changed so that all males had to fight and all females had to hunt.Sylvester didn't want to be a fighter and when he kept messing up the practice routines our leader had him killed.I was a good hunter but when our leader stated making us give half of our shares of the kills to him and his Advisers Circle I started complaining to my mother how it wasn't fair and how the females would all start dying from malnutrition and stuff like that.Most of the cats in our group were either dumb or did whatever he said because they were afraid.but i was smart and didn't know I was supposed to be afraid of him.Our leader didn't like that about me so he told my mother to shut me up or kill me off.I didn't want her to get in trouble because of me so I left the group and soon found Jasper,and just in time to because I would have been dead if she hadn't found me.We have been in each other's lives ever since.I hear that my parents are still working and Snooky,Calvin,and Rory have all taken up full allegiance to the group as well.

Social Life?

Crush
"Well Black Jack is pretty much like me brave and strong when he needs to be and he might be...cute but don't tell Jasper or she'll claw my ears off."

Mate
"Jasper says I'm to young to have a mate."

Kittens
"I'm practically a kitten myself."

Ancestry

Parents
"My mama is Duchess and daddy is named Duke."

Siblings
"My brothers' names are Calvin and Rory and my sister is Snooky.My other brother was Sylvester but he's dead.

Other Family Members
"My aunts Libby and Lily live together as pets but they don't even know I'm related to them."


Anything else?
Nope

[Ourpawprints]

((Accepted, would you like to start?))

[Aniki]

||Zeke || Pixie-Bob || Tomcat || 4 Yrs. ||

Letting out a lazy yawn, a well sized tomcat stretched out. Standing up, wobbling slightly, the tomcat made his way across the shed roof he was sleeping on. Jumping down with ease onto the fence, the tomcat trotted along with his head up.

Hearing a dog growl and bark at him, the tomcat sat down above the dog and proceeded to wash himself. Smirking down at the dog before turning and leaping off of the fence onto the other side, the tomcat settled himself on the porch where the dog lived. Letting out a pathetic mewl once, twice, three times the tomcat waited for his breakfast to come out.

The porch door opened up and a little human girl – no older than six – came out with a bowl of milk. Letting the little girl pet his head and call him a ‘good kitty’ the tomcat lapped down the warm milk. Keeping one eye on the dog growling at him and the other on the little human girl, the tomcat licked his lips and whiskers making sure to get every drop.

“Kitty want more?” the little human cooed at him. She disappeared into the house only to come out with yet another, smaller, bowl of warm milk and a plate. Sniffing the air trying to figure out what she had, the tomcat nearly pounced the girl. On the plate was cut up pieces of her supper from last night: fish.

Scarfing down the fish, the tomcat licked the little girl’s hand before taking off. With his head held high, the tomcat smirked to himself.

Ah, it’s good to be me…

{ I hope you don't mind me starting... }

[Ourpawprints]

I was exhausted and had been hunting for hours, in hopes that there might be prey around. But I had only come out with one mouse, the rest of the prey was scared off by the dog. It was a little dog that lived in a house not far away, but it had quite a bark. So now I was starving, still trying to savor whatever was left of the mouse. But there was only raw bones and fur, nothing that could fulfill my need for food. But the marrow of the bones at least made it so I had a taste in my mouth, which tricked myself into thinking I had food.

My stomach growled as I lay there, underneath the shade of the tree above me. My legs, they hurt dreadfully. As if there was fire burning inside my paws. The field that I lay in, it was as if I were sinking, being devoured by the field I love. Or maybe it was just an illusion. A bird sang in a branch above me, taunting me. I would have tried to catch it but right now I couldn't move, I just needed to rest. But starvation was kicking in, I hadn't eaten in days. So I stared at the bird and let out a hiss, watching my only chance of food fly away into the sky.

I pleaded this was a dream. That my owner abandon me, that I was starving to death. I shut my eyes, hoping to open them and see my home around me and my beloved master. But instead as I opened my eyes I saw nothing but the field I had made my home. I gave in to the temptation of sleep, and slipped into slumber.



A dog barking in the distance disturbed my sleep. I got to my paws and twitched my tail in irritation. I sighed, well it was about time to wake up anyways. I looked at my food bowl and began eating the delicious salmon melody cat food that lay inside. It was alright but not what I was used to. I leaped out of my cat tree and climbed up on the desk my master's daughter was sitting at. I let out a long mew, a complaint about the food. When the hand of the child touched my fur I stomped away angrily, my fur on end. Flicking my tail and climbed back up my cat tree and waited for my complaints to be noted. But my master was out so I just sat there, waiting.

[Echoheart]

.:Jasper:.

Jasper looked back at Sunny,it had been a long night in the allies.Sunny had had a run in with a couple of pets who took pleasure in hurting strays.No surprise there.Sunny had a few claw marks on her cheek but she had showed those pets that she could fight back."I'm really proud of you.I've never seen you fight like that before."she said."Well you didn't even see all of the fight.I was able to slip under the big one and grab his collar,he was hacking like a crow after that.And I pulled the other one's tail so hard he jumped onto the trash cans in one leap."Sunny replied happily accepting Jasper's praises."Well don't get to cocky there'll be fights like that with other strays and they'll have a reason to go hard on you.Now I know we're both hungry so we're gonna go to the fields and hunt for some rabbits." Jasper said as she jumped onto the chain-link fence that separated the town and the field.Clawing her way up and over she watched as Sunny leaped onto a tree stump near the fence and sprang over the fence,the chains brushing her tummy as she glided over them,and landed swiftly on the other side."Instantly Sunny's ears were up and her mouth was open,tasting the air for any prey.Jasper watched as Sunny slinked off after a rabbit.

[rustic .]

Drift

Drift sighed as his eyes opened, that was his 'thing' when waking up, sighing. He sighs, usally for many reasons, for one he was stressed about food. He was much fater when he was a house cat. " Never Agin...." he queitly growled as he got up. The tom scretched and he sniffed. He would always hunt right after he got up. He had caught a scent of a rabbit then he tracked. Fianlly, after spotting he crouched down and slowly stakled it. Then with a powerful push of his hind legs he pounced on it and came back with a dead rabbit. His heart was content as he sliced his feline teeth in the flesh.

[Ourpawprints]

I opened my eyes and forced myself to my paws. I couldn't lay here in the shade forever. I had to find food, I had to survive. So one paw step at a time I dragged myself forward, towards the town. I had lost any chance at hunting in the field so now my only option was getting food from humans. "Humans." I spat, my fur bristling. I hated those filthy beasts. Humans lied to me. Humans betrayed me. And I needed to depend on them if I was going to survive. I was half tempted to go try to kill that stupid little nuisance that was starving me. If I ate that filthy dog then maybe I'd have better chance at hunting. But anyone who could see me could tell I was in no position to be fighting anything, let alone a dog.


I lapped up some of the milk in my water bowl then slipped out my cat flap. My tail was flicking as I pranced out of my home. I was being ignored. But no big deal, I'll just stay out here then. I leaped over the fence and walked along the sidewalk, sniffing the air for prey.

A pair of strays caught my attention. I didn't recognize the two and I'm glad I didn't. I wrinkled my nose in disgust. Filthy beasts. I thought bitterly then continued walking. I was being harsh, I know, thinking bad of those who don't have such a laid back life as I do but I didn't care.

[Aniki]

||Zeke || Pixie-Bob || Tomcat || 4 Yrs. ||

The sweet scent of a female cat made the tomcat stop in his tracks. Looking around he realized that he somehow made his way inside some fancy human neighborhood. Puzzled by this but more curious about the scent of a female, the tomcat continued across the fence line.
Turning the corner, the tomcat froze. Before him was a beautiful female cat. She was washing herself up on the fence and the tomcat was sure she hadn’t seen him yet. Shaking off just to make sure no dirt was on his messy coat, the tomcat strolled over to her.
“Hello miss,” the tomcat’s odd Irish-like accent rolled off of his tongue smoothly.

[Ourpawprints]

I flicked my tail at the sight of the tom-cat. "Hello." I replied awkwardly. There are three types of toms in the world, those who annoy me in an attempt to impress her or those who fight over me and of course those who don't really care whatsoever. I tried to make myself look as if I was pleased to see him but honestly I couldn't care less. It was this kind of thinking that made some consider her self-centered, caring very little about anyone but herself. But she wasn't all stereotypical rich girl, it was just hard not to put yourself above everyone else when you grew being treated as if it were so. In truth she didn't like being a pet, she never had any freedom. But when it comes down to it being a pet sounds a whole lot better then starving to death.