"Anyone want to play?" {Closed}

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    The flap to the cat door swung open and Marble stepped out. In her mouth she carried a ball; at first glance, she looked like a dog! Then it fell out of her mouth and she guided it off the flat stone behind the twoleg nest. She sat in the snow with the ball resting infront of her. "Anyone want to play?" she called.

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    Drizzle clumsily jumped down from the fence. "Hey Marble! How are you?" She asked her friend. She sat down across from Marble and gave her swollen belly a few licks.

    Marble looked up, excited, at her friend. "Hi Drizzle!" She picked up the ball and trotted over, then dropped it at her feet again. "I'm doing great, how 'bout you?"

    Drizzle looked up with a smile. "I've been fine. Met some new friends, ate some more cream." She said. One of the friends she had met was Spots, a nice tom. He was now her mate, and it made her happy to think that she was carrying his kits.

    "So, ya wana play?" Marble asked, flicking the ball in the air and then catching it in her mouth. Her brown eyes looked at Drizzle, and the cushion ball rested in her mouth, giving her the slight appearance of a dog.

    OOC: If this isn't private, could the father join?


    IC:


    Spots followed Drizzle's scent to a fence, he jumped over to see her with another She~Cat. "Hello!" He meowed to the She~Cat, then looked at his mate with a look that seemed to ask,Who's she.

    Drizzle nodded, still smiling. "I'll give it a try." She said. She got up and sat back on her hind legs, ready to jump and catch the ball.

    Marble snapped her head up to look at the new-comer. "Hello," the sound was muffled by the ball, still in her mouth. She cocked her head to one side and studied the tom. She hadn't seen him before.

    "I'm Spots. And you are?" He mewed to the She~Cat who seemed to be adserving him. He got kinda creeped out for a while.

    Marble started saying her name that realized the toy was in the way. She dropped the ball and replied. "My name's Marble. Wana play too, Spots?" she asked with a friendly smile.

    Spots thought for a moment, then looked at Drizzle, who now had a belly 3x the size before. He rubbed his nose to her belly and felt a little kick. "The kits will come soon." He said to Drizzle, with all the compassion of love in his voice and eyes. "Sure, I'll play." He mewed to Marble.

    Drizzle smiled. "Marble is an old friend of mine." She said, dropping down on all fours. "And I know I'm a bit clumsy, but I"ll try to play!" She said.

    Spots chuckled. "Okey, give me the ball." He mewed to Marble, who seemed to be asleep?



    OOC: LOLZ!

    "Okay!" Marble mewed cheerfully. Picking up the ball in her mouth, she tossed it into the air. Rearing up on her hind quarters, she smacked it at Spots with her paw.

    The ball hit Spots in the head and he tumbled down. "Nice throw!" He mewed to marble, getting the ball and strolling over to his mate and licking her belly again. "They're going to be beautiful." He whispered to Drizzle, though Marble over heard.

    Drizzle smiled, and then trotted over to the ball. She sat back on her hind legs and swated it. The ball arched up and over Spots, heading for Marble.

    "Wow! Good throw!~ He mewed to Drizzle, surprised she's so good when her belly is swollen with his kits.



    OOC: K, do you wnat me to post on the Mod's Desk for the kits colors? Or do you? And who's going to RP them? And when will they be born?

    OOC: Okey. I can make whatever though. I don't care.


    Spots is a Demestoc Long Hair. He has long white fur with black, brown, and grey dapples. He has white claws and Blue green eyes.

    ooc: I posted!


    ic: Drizzle dropped back down to all fours. She smiled at her throw, glad she was still fit enough to throw a ball.