Love Comes in All F[o]rms (Semi-Advanced, PAFP!)

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    Ebony


    Gender: she-cat
    Age: 18 moons
    Personality: Ebony is very shy, nervous, soft-spoken, and an introvert.
    History:Ebony is a kittypet--er, was a kittypet. She was in the midst of a rather abusive situation, as her two housefolk were beginning to grow bitter, and arguing turned to fighting. Fearing that she'd get hurt in the middle of it, she fled to the forest. There are a few problems, however. She has no survival skills, as she was a kittypet her whole life, lazily eating pellets and sleeping in a cat bed.


    Plot


    Ebony is walking through the forest and stumbles across your cat. Instantly intimidated, she begins to run, but you show her that you mean no harm. Your cat offers to bring her back to his Clan, and she hesitantly agrees. Not knowing very many cats, she spends the most time with you. Eventually it turns into a story of love, but those around them in the Clan do not approve of it. They have to promise not to love each other, but end up breaking that promise later on. Ebony ends up becoming pregnant, having to keep it a secret from the other cats in her Clan, which is especially hard. If they are caught, the consequences are severe.
    (If you feel as if there is something that needs a bit of tweaking, let me know!)


    If you'd like to jump in, please tell me a bit about your character!

    Shymask is a large solid grey tom he is almost completely mute until he knows he can trust you. Some people think he is shy or stuck up. He's really neither he is understanding, observant and has some secrets he keeps from even his littermates. He often communicates his understanding with facial expressions and body movements. In short not much of a conversationalist.

    (Interesting.... It'll be quite intriguing when they meet. I'll go ahead and start the RP if that's okay with you. :))


    Ebony began to pad away from her den, looking back quite a few times only to hear the constant arguing of her now former Housefolk. She flattened her ears to the back of her head as she trudged alone, a single tear rolling down her cheek. When she was a kit, her Housefolk were loving and spoiled her rotten, and she'd miss that more than ever. She raised her head as she heard a scuffle sounding from the undergrowth. Frightened, she spoke in fragments, "Who.... Who's t-there?"

    Shymask flicked his ears forward a mouse settled under his paws. He picked up the dead critter and peaked his head through the bushes. He blinked as he looked blankly at the kittypet. He came out the bushes wishing he had come with Ravenlily she was much better then him at talking. He bowed his head in greeting offering a smile knowing she was scared.

    Ebony relaxed, relieved that it was a cat and not a much larger creature, but was still frightened. This tom was much larger, and much, much, more intimidating. "I.... I'm E-Ebony," she stammered, backing away slightly. Oh, how she yearned to flee back to her Housefolk's den! But she knew there was no turning back...

    He nodded in acknowledgement folding his ears back. He opened his mouth to say something, but instead nosed the mouse he had caught just moments ago. He backed away a couple steps and relaxed his shoulders. He looked down at Ebony tilting his head not bothering to try and speak. He just smiled slightly and swished his tail a little.

    Ebony glanced at the mouse, then back at the gray tom. Her legs were beginning to tremble. Was that mouse meant for her? If so, what would she do with it? Smiling sheepishly, she shakily walked up to the mouse and patted it with a paw.


    (Wow, this is reeeeeeally awkward! X3)

    [glow=red,2,300]"Shymask."[/glow] He told her his voice sounding raspy and unused. He stood up rolling his eyes as she patted the mouse obviously she was not quite warrior material. She seemed scared and lost though. He sighed can't believing he was actually going to suggest this at all. [glow=red,2,300]"Do you want to come back to camp with me?"[/glow] He asked gently as he tilted his had slightly. This is why he didn't make friends much and was constantly shunned for rarely speaking.

    Ebony looked up at the advancing tom with wide eyes. "Camp?" she echoed aloud, unsure of what that was. Either way, it had to be better than roaming the forest all by herself. "S-sure." she ducked down to grasp the mouse. She wasn't about to let go of the first present she'd ever received.

    He nodded as he turned swiveling his ears as he trotted off. He didn't look back to see if she was following either she would or wouldn't. He stopped near the edge of camp waiting to see if she was coming. He yawned as he padded into camp sitting near the edge of camp scanning the clearing. When he found the leader he quickly ran over dipping his head slightly as he silently started to talk to the leader in very hushed tones.

    Ebony followed, shaking as she saw the many pairs of eyes staring at her. Their glares stabbed at her like sharp claws. She stared at her paws as she walked, only to bump right into Shymask. "S-sorry..." she mewed quietly out of embarrassment, probably too soft to hear. She shuffled her paws, but suddenly regained curiosity as she saw the tom talking to what appeared to be a very important cat. What was going on?

    He looked back at her yawning as he shrugged not really seeming too bothered. The clan needed a lot of new warriors the nursery almost completely empty for moons now. He turned back to the leader and dipped his head to him. He gently nudge her away from the growing crowds. He swiveled his ears as he smiled seeing Ravenlily. He looked back at her motioning for her to follow over to the she-cat.

    Ebony headed in the direction that she was directed towards, padding up to Ravenlily. The she-cat's appearance was very soft and friendly, giving her a sense of safety. "H... H-hi, I'm E-Ebony," she spoke jaggedly, bashfully staring at her paws.

    "Hello." She said quite cheerfully swishing her tail calmly. "I'm Ravenlily and it's nice to meet you." She dipping her head. She flicked her ear as Shymask whispered something softly. She tilted her head. "Really are you postive?" She asked quietly and he nodded sitting down. "Okay..." She said slowly turning back to Ebony. "Well Shymask talked to the leader and he said you can stay here as long you want and you can even become a warrior and join the clan if you decide to." She said smiling as she swished her tail a bit.

    Ebony raised her head. "Warrior? What's that?" she inquired, tilting her head to one side, her collar lightly tinkling as she did.

    Ravenlily smiled slightly as she looked at Shymask wondering if he would explain it. Shymask sighing a bit as he looked at he looked at her kittypet collar. He cringed slightly hating that jingling sound it always seemed to make. [glow=red,2,300]"A warrior are faithful members of our clan that hunt and patrol. They fight sometimes, but not nearly as often as house cats would think."[/glow] He explained as he took a deep breath. He wasn't used to saying that much at once.

    Ebony listened carefully, nodding. She remembered hearing stories from her mother about how cruel and heartless the forest cats were, but deep down, she didn't really believe it. She had described them as large, muscular cats with long fangs and sharp claws; something that these cats didn't look like. Actually, they looked just like any other cats, just a bit more scratched up was all.

    Ravenlily had a knowing look in her eyes as she nudged Shymask. "Show her around fluff ball or she'll end up getting scolded by the elders." She insisted and walked back into the nursery a squeal of delight could be heard. Shymask rolled his eyes as he looked at Ebony smiling slightly as he motioned with his tail for her to follow. He openly growled and glared at a tom who looked like him. The time snorted with disgust at the kittypet in camp.