Foxes of New York (Roleplay)

darkclaw sat by his brother and sister looking around yawning a bit

(Shade is dreaming)Shade raced along a Cliffside, heart pounding. Behind her she could hear the panting of the beast, feel its pawsteps thundering like a dark storm. The creature got close enough for her to smell its rancid breath. She pushed ahead, to escape death its self.
Ahead was the edge of the cliff, on Shade's sides were trees too close together to go through.
Death in front and behind. What happened to make me deserve this? Shade pondered. The cliff edge was in touching distance when she leaped. Time slowed down as the monster turned away. Time resumed its speed and she found she was not dead. No, Shade the fox was flying with wings she never had before.

Cinder's ear twitched, hearing activity suddenly filling the camp. To the other foxes this was mostly likely a relieving thing but to her it was a potential danger in some form. She tuned her ears, attempting to listen in on the conversations going on nearby.

Shade woke up from her odd dream.
Frost looked over at her. "The cliffside dream again?" She asked. "I don't think that's a good thing."
Shade groaned and sat up. "Me either. Can't I have happy dreams like you?"
"Hey, I'm not the one who spends her time putting her snout where she shouldn't"
"At least I live instead of just hunt all day"
"At least I don't go in the city. That place is dangerous. We stay in Small-trees like Swift would want!"
Shade's gaze darkened, "Mother isn't here anymore, you have to see that. You can't stop me anyway."
Frost wagged her tail slowly, "I won't stop you, I'm just doing what Swift asked."
Shade felt conflicted, her heart wanted to roam free and her mind told her to obey mother. Confused by these battling emotions, Shade walked past Frost, silent as the shadows.

(Bleuargh im lonely and there is nobody online in any of my threads that AREN'T dead which is this and rainbow dash fanclub, don't ask.)
Frost shook her head, feeling more distant from her sibling as they got older.

Why did Swift had to be hit by that Wheel-cage? Frost asked the sky silently.

Shade walked over to a rot-food box, curling her nose at the stench. She climbed the rot-food box and grabbed the edge of the strange out jutting stones that poked out of the Hairless den. Shade hoisted herself up and climbed its steps until she reached the top. Walking over to the edge, Shade felt less and less conflicted as her troubled thoughts washed away. Here, she could see the Skydens that seemed to go up forever from the ground. She could see the Hairlesses doing their thing, riding in Wheel-cages, yapping at their paw-rocks. Shade knew she belonged here.(Can i highlight my fursona's human form just for the fun of it? She is a ninja that lives in the sewers of new york yay)

Frost had been hunting for hours and found next to nothing. She had spent a lot of time thinking about her sister.
Frost grumbled at a dead vole, "So what if she doesn't listen, right? She is my sister, my stubborn, stubborn sister. I still love her. Bet she hasn't caught anything though. Yeah, thats it! She never listens so she can't hear me telling her to go hunt. She'll starve us, the selvish little.." By then Frost had squeezed the vole, growing angry. "Calm down, Frost. Swift would want you to. Shade never listened to mother." This was Frost's routine. Wake up hours before Shade. Hunt for herself. Wake up Shade. Hunt for rest of day. Sleep and repeat. She never exacly knew why Shade was more nocturnal, or why she never knew what her sister even did all day.
"She probably just explores and eats Hairless rot-food." Frost decided.

GummyWorms111 wrote:

Lakota walked silently down an alleyway, tail swishing back and forth. Balancing on his black back paws, the russet colored tom pushed a garbage can back and forth before it tipped over. It made a loud clanging noise that echoed around the alley. He grabbed a half-eaten piece of bread, somewhat clean, and wolfed it down.

.... I used to call all of my characters lakota and they were girls... how long have you used that name?

.. im fresh out of ideas and occupied with a ninja turtle game so bye for tonight unless I come back lol

Shade notices a particularly odd hairless with white head fur, and the head fur was longer than any other hairless she had seen. The hairless was on the roof of the next hairless-den with an odd looking paw-rock that made hissing sounds before the normal hairless sounds that come from them. The odd hairless, obviously female, suddenly jumped off the roof.
Confused, she looked at the ground for the hairless, but it was gone.
"That was really strange, hairlesses are never on the rooftops." Shade said to herself.

"And if the hairless was dead it would still be there. But it wasn't at all." Shade's stomach growled. "Okay i'm hungry, time to go."