In the Mists (CS Cat RP) - Semi+Lit OPEN! Seeking Members

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Pandora scanned the sky from the thin tree branch she had herself perched on. Her fur was drenched and she was shivering but none the less she stayed in her tree. The tree she was often found in was her get away. It was where she went to stay away from everyone else, to be by herself. She slowly stood and shock her black pelt. She shivered harder as wind hit her. She hissed into the wind as she slipped off the slick branch and landed on her paw on the swamp covered growned. She let one a low growl and climbed the tree agan this time diging her sharp claws into the branches bark so she couldnt fall. She looked around to see if any other cats where out but didnt think there would be so she gave up. Pan huffed and Settled on the branch tucking her face under her paws and arms so it didnt get wetter.

[SpottedPelt101]

(Made the forum.)

[Lady Masquerade]

~D.u.s.t.y~

Apperance ~ Click
Crush ~ None
Feeling ~ Content

The small and agile feline padded along the groggy trees, nose crinkling in disgust. She had gone from an alley, to a wonderful home, to this. Gosh, what a bend in the road. As she walked, you could hear a small jingle. The sound came from a small silver bell that was attached to a green collar around the cat's neck. It would be annoying to most, but considering her old family had given this collar to her, it wasn't comming off.
Dusty's nose crinkled again as she scented a horrid smell lingering through the trees and muck. "Probably one of those birds.." She muttered, heading in a different direction. To escape the smell, Dusty jumped onto the stump of a tree and dug her claws in, slowly heading towards a tall branch. Here she wouldn't get wet or mucky, and she wouldn't step on anything sharp. She was able to sit back and watch over things from a high view. Perfect. Well, not perfect. But alright.

[honeybug]

яανєη
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Gender ●➝ Male
Crush ●➝ None
Location ●➝ Under a bush, in camp.
Mood ●➝ Tired and cold

●➝ Raven stared thoughtfully out at the camp. It was raining terribly. It had been for over a few days now, and the weather didn't usually change. He was positioned under a bush on the outskirts of camp, so he could see everything from under it yet not get his jet black coat wet at all. Well, it was wet from when he'd dashed out to hide under the foliage but otherwise, he was a little dry. He had only recently joined this place and didn't really know any of the other cats. He prefered to be alone. Being alone helped. The black cat blinked slowly and yawned. He hadn't gotten sleep in ages and he was starving. He figured he'd have to try find food soon, or starve. But in this weather, no prey would be out unless they were stupid. But, there would be birds in trees sheltering. Maybe he could sneak up on one of them or something like that. He had to admit, he wasn't the best climber, but he'd do anything for food in his stomach right now.
Raven poked his head out from under the bush and looked up at the trees and branches far above him. There was a pidgeon nestled on one of the lower branches of one tree near him. He figured he'd go after that bird - pidgeons were relatively easy to catch. Quickly yet quietly rushing to the base of the tree, ignoring the pelting rain on his pelt, the sleak black tom lept onto a branch below the pidgeon. He looked up and saw the bird still there. He crept along the branch till he could reach the one above. And so, he edged closer and closer to the bunch of feathers. As soon as he was in jumping distance, he pounced at it.
Damn, it'd got away...
Raven sighed and looked at the branch around him. He hadn't realized that he was soaked by now, his fur hanging lifeless from his shivering body. Looking out from the view of the branch, the tom curled into a tight ball and tryed to block out the drenching rain and keep warm.

[Chry]

"Oh will you go away!" Rain growled at the sky-water. She had finally grew tired of her leaky hut and decided to heave her saturated body off the ground. She shook some of the excess water off, but it wouldn't matter in a few minutes.
Her look of utmost discontent showed as she padded out of her hut and down to the river bank, her fur soaked and dripping. She sat at the edge, peering down into the water, watching as fish swum by under her gaze. Her mood had ruined her appetite, but she knew that as soon as the rain had stopped the kittens would be out and about, playing and wrestling and making a general ruckus. She was tempted to catch some fish for dinner, but a large clap of thunder shook the air around her, making her back arch. She hissed from the surprise and headed back to the camp, hoping that any lightning that flashed wouldn't strike near her home.

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Pandora heard a loud clap of thunder, her one fear. She hissed and jumped from her tree, Running back to camp. She splashed through the wet ground as she forced herself forward. She saw the camp and where Rain was. Skidding to a stop by her. " Hello it's Rather-" that's all she got out before another clap of thunder. She hissed loudly and hid behind Rain, glareing at the sky beyond them. She was soaked and shaking from the cold and fear. Her ears were pinned to her head, her tail hidden between her legs, and the hair on the back of her neck stood up on end.

[Chry]

Rain stared down at Pandora, wondering why this cat was was terrified of a storm. She blinked several times before she began walking back towards camp. "Its just a storm dear. Its natures way of replenishing the earth with the sky water. It is a good thing. Although it is a bit scary, there isn't really anything to be scared about."
She traipsed into the main hut, and plopped herself down near the other sheltered cats and kittens. Her fur was soaked and matted and needed a good clean, so she stretched and started licking herself. But her thoughts swirled with worry. A storm like this could cause floods and could mean they had to pack up and leave, which is something Rain always hated. It involved long treks and tremendous amounts of danger. She hoped that the storm would ease before the water rose any higher.

((There are probably about 30 cats in this camp, almost all are NPC's. You can interact with them infrequently of course, but try not to create specific NPC's. And while we're not magical, we have invisible aposeable thumbs, so we can make fire and things like that, to make life a little more interesting ))

[honeybug]

яανєη
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Gender ●➝ Male
Crush ●➝ None
Location ●➝ On a branch of a tree.
Mood ●➝ Cold

●➝ The jet black tom let out a terrifyed mewl as thunder struck. He wasn't as frightened of it as other cats, but he was definately scared of it. The way it lit up the sky beautifully yet made the most scariest noise and sometimes knocked over trees and all sorts. But, could that mean this tree may get knocked over? He wasn't very far from the ground and could most likely escape from a tree on his head very quickly. For the time being, Raven just curled up in a tighter ball and let the rain fall on him. He really should try and catch something. Birds weren't easy, maybe fish? It could be hard catching them, but it would be worth a try. He hadn't eaten in about three dayes and was starving. But first, he'd wait for this rain to die down. It couldn't go on like this forever, could it? Knowing this place it probably could.

[sundance,]

Can I join??

[↫mars↬]

Username:
Batman.
Cat your RP'ing with(image):

Pet's name:
Wings
Age of Cat:
6 Years
Gender:
Male
Brief Personality and History:
Wings is small, pudgy, and not very stelthy. He tends to keep to himself, and play with little butterflies or dragonflies that he comes across. He isn't very good at fighting or hunting, so he is usually in the way. Because of his short stature, he is seen as useless and is overlooked despite his intellect. Wings is a very smart cat and has thought of many things that could make fighting and barring the camp in which they live easier.

When he was born,he was very small. His mother died when she gave birth, but he was cared for by the elders. The rest of his brothers and sisters died in the harsh winter that followed his birth, leaving, to everyone's surprise, the rut to live on. His mother was one of the founding members of the group, and he is respected for that reason, and that reason only.
RP Example:
Wings sighed to himself as he gazed into the murky depths of the water. His reflection stared blankly back at him with an expression of sadness and despair on its face.
"Mother was never treated like this," He stated to no one in particular, "She was always loved, and respected, but me..." His voice trailed off and he was left in silence with his reflection to comfort him.