Roleplays featuring animals or non-human fantasy creatures which are based on a book/movie/tv show (e.g. Warrior Cats, My Little Pony, Pokemon)
by anathema » Mon Apr 27, 2015 8:06 am
Whitepaw
She awoke, creeping out of the hollow. The rain had stopped, but the blood still clung to her pelt and paws. Nonchalant of the crimson substance, she returned to the camp, sauntering back toward her den. When Snowfire called her, however, she pretended to be 'serious'. "What's the matter?" She queried.
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by yeeee. » Mon Apr 27, 2015 10:32 am
Because what you said makes no sense. His voice suddenly dropped. Your lying. I saw him push you down and snarl. Then he realized you were injured and carried you back. I saw it myself. Gazing at her with this turquoise eyes, he realized that she was admiring the blood on her pelt.Whitepaw, Bluefeather's paw was injured in the search for the kits. Could you treat it? Lashing his pearl tail, he examined Whitepaw. She was coated in blood... strange. Definitely strange.
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by Windy0cloud » Mon Apr 27, 2015 4:02 pm
RoseWing
"SilentKit, wait!" She called after her young kit, and quickly got to her paws. She raced after her, wishing she could had stopped CherryTail from saying all thoese things. Again, she felt lonely, and the memory of her lost kits came back. She sat down in the middle of Camp, the rain and tears soaking her pelt.
BlackStar
He moved out of Camp, to clean his wet fur and then try to talk to ShadowFur. He had an idea, a very well planned idea. The rain cleaned his blood coverd fur, and over-all scent of BlueFeather. He checked the air for any ease-droppers before he raced off towards the broken bridge.
ShadowFur
The tom sighed tiredly as he watched the kits silently rest in the nest. He had managed to feed them some of the vole earlier, witch might keep them alive for a bit longer. He sighed and went beside the kits, placing his tail around the kits to keep them warm. He was done.
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by Nebelung » Mon Apr 27, 2015 4:46 pm
At the discovery of the rotting fresh-kill pile, Rabbitfur tried to save any prey he possibly could, only managing to pull out Snowfire's hawk and his squirrel they'd just caught. And at the time, seeing as how Shadowfur, Blackstar, Snowfire, and Bluefeather were gone, he took this opportunity to feed the Queens and elders, dropping off the two morsels in the dens before he went out hunting.
He didn't mind the rain too bad... It was a little irritating. And water soaked his pelt all the way through. ... And mud covered his paws. But rain was necessary. And it wasn't too much of a burden, if proper precautions were taken. After he's caught enough sustenance, he'd check on the dens to see if any were leaking. They didn't need sick cats on top of all that was happening in camp. His thoughts disintegrated as additional water was splashed down onto him, and he looked up irritably, spotting a crow sitting on a branch above him. The Clan needed it. But... he was never one for catching birds up high.
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by LostFoxInTheStorm » Mon Apr 27, 2015 6:38 pm
Silentkit's whiskers drooped as she heard her mothers call. "Mommy?" She mewed, her voice still a mere whisper. Her claws slid out, terrified. Her crimson paw, still slightly swollen stung. A lot. She lifted it and lapped at the blood from her paw until it was cream again with the usual grey tip. She limped out the shadows, her swollen paw lifted constantly from the floor. "Mommy... It hurts." She whimpered, gesturing with her own tail at the paw that was lifted.
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