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  • OOC: <- What Francis looks like.


    IC: On the other side of the river a silver tabby named Francis walked out of the shadows. He padded to the waters edge and lapped at the water before looking up and seeing the Maine Coon.

  • Fane twitched his ears when he heard foot steps, looking up from his reflection he saw a other cat and let his claws out just in case if this cat was a treat. " friend or foe? " he asked calm but hold a confident look in his eyes.

  • Francis simply shrugged and sat up. "Friend, as long as you are," he meowed with no real expression. A small breeze ruffled his fur as he looked forward with a blank expression.

  • Taking in his claws again he took his tail around his paws. " good because i have no interest to fight at the moment " he meowed and looked down at his reflection again holding a unreading expression.

  • Francis nodded. "Nice name," he meowed as he slipped into the river and swam/wadded over to the other tom. He didn't feel like having to shout across a river.

  • " thanks " he meowed and watch him swim over to him. he was not normal talking to other cats and not used being this close to one but as long as he not made a treat he would not protest. " so what do you came from? " he asked wondering if he was a clan cat or had always been a loner.

  • Francis padded a few paces away and shook out his pelt, padding back after. "I've always been a loner. My family left me when I was young during a fire, they thought I had died. I haven't seen them since and my den was ruined. I have traveled since then, only recently am I thinking of staying here for longer than I normally would," he mewed with a blank expression. He knew other cats had it much worse and he didn't want to make a sop story out of it. "How about you?"

  • ((This is what Dark looks like ----> ))


    Dark padded closer to the stream, the gurgle of the water getting louder and louder. When he reached it, he saw two other cats talking. Well, I want water. These cats won't bother me.


    He bent his head and lapped up the water, ignoring the other cats. He forced his fur to lie flat as his tail flicked.

  • Fane did not really like to talk about his lpast speciall to strangers but on the other side what had he to lose?. It was not like he would meet this cat ever again. Soon enough they would walk diffrent ways anyway, besides talking with others cats once in a while could not hurt speciall when it was a long time ago he had talked to a other cat without getting into a fight. " well i.. " he started but got interupted when he saw a other tom trotted over to the same stream they was siting with a bit away from them. Fane gave francis a look that told him 'look behind you' as he slowly took out his claws again ready himself for a fight if he had to.

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  • Francis listened carefully until he saw the look on Fane's face. Giving a slight nod of his tabby head he ever so slightly turned around. He didn't want to give off any signs of wanting to attack, so kept his claws sheathed, but they would come out if needed. Francis stood up slowly, "Who are you?" His voice rang against the trees, echoing.

  • Dark looked up;he lifted his chin up and spoke, "A cat who isn't looking for a fight, unless you're trying to start something." He unsheathed his claws and showed his fangs. "Believe me, I'm more than able to defend myself."


    He flicked drops of water from his whiskers. I wonder what these cats are doing. What's the point of being a loner when you aren't alone?

  • Francis shrugged and saw this cat was no threat. "I'm not trying to start something, just making sure you aren't," he replied calmly. He licked a paw and drew it over his ear casually.

  • "Only a cat with bees in his brain would start a battle that's not worth fighting," Dark muttered, turning back to the stream. He drank his fill, making sure to take his time.


    When he finished, he sat up and began to wash, licking his shoulder with slow, deliberate strokes.

  • Dark glanced at the maine coon that sat near the water. I wonder what his deal is... He hasn't said a word since I got here.


    Dark yawned, his long white fangs gleaming in the moonlight. Maybe I'll find some shelter around here.
    "Well, good to meet you two, but I'm going to leaving, now," he meowed.

  • ooc: sorry for my inactivenes! have been away for some days


    ic:


    The maine coon took in his claws again as soon as he had realized this tom not was a treat but he stayed silence as the other two toms spoked and half listening as he was in his own thoughts. Slowly he turned his gaze to the tom bering a unreading expression. " where are you going? " Fane was not asking because he was curious or something like that more like so he knew what he should not go if he not wanted to meet other cats. but on the other side fane never cared if he walked into a other cat territory.