it's not fair--serenityclan roleplay thread--just let me perfect it

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]" I know. I have a stalker it seems that way." mewed Monarch with a slight smile. He looked in the direction of where he also saw the stranger pad away. Now he was indeed curious he wanted to follow but he wasn't exactly sure if he should do so alone. He had nothing more to say. [/fancypost]

^{from below, vaas would hear a low growl. it sounded more cat-like than anything-- was it a serenityclan cat? had it caught onto his scent? whatever, it didn't really matter if it had. he could always avoid said cat by jumping to another tree-- if they decided to come up the tree of course. and they would never be able to do so quietly-- it'd be easy to hear the leaves move and shift, no matter how stealthy they were.}

^{and so, with a plan set for himself, the leggy tom would continue eating-- hidden well in the old oak. when he was done with the weasel, the tom would move higher into the branches, leaving behind the remains of his second breakfast. claws unsheathed, he daringly moved forward towards the end of a thick branch, before easing down to his stomach, and resting his narrow, head on the wood there.}

Ravenflight nodded her head at Castingpaw and made her way out of the camp entrance. "I was thinking of doing some more advanced defensive moves today. Particularly ones that require you to be light on your paws" she says looking back at the young tom once she was out of camp. She knew he might have a bit of trouble with these because he would have to be sure-pawed and well balanced, things Castingpaw was not known for.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;] " F-Fancy me..?" stammered Monarch looking at Brairpaw, and smiled at the femme, he couldn't help but chuckle. He hoped not, but he actually was in the slightest flattered. He bounded after the unknown scent, egged on by a cat that was moons younger than he was. Alright stranger or should i say stalker where ever you went... At least have the guts to announce yourself instead of disappearing on impulse. He flicked his tail beconking Brairpaw, and Dragoneyes. He was going to need backup, or a moral support. [/fancypost]

^{vaas would look down at deadfang-- spotting his pelt through the thick canopy. how he'd manage to see vaas was a mystery to him. whiskers twitching, the tall feline would stand, before turning on the rather slim branch, and springing to the next tree. upon impact, he'd slip down for a few lengths, his hooked claws leaving marks in the bark.}

^{then, he'd bound further into the tree, and disappear fully. now, he was squeezed in the tight space between four branches, hidden on all sides by leaves. should deadfang, follow him up, he'd never be able to fit into the small gap to harm him. but then again, deadfang had a low chance if spotting him if he searched by sight. taking a breath, the muscled feline would sit back on his haunches, looking more smug than relaxed.}

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;] Castingpaw looked up, defensive moves this should be interesting. He was a dreadful klutz, but he could move quickly so that was a good thing, when timed right. " When you say defensive moves what do you mean..?" he asked, he was trying to picture a move, but failed. [/fancypost]

"I mean dodging unexpected attacks and getting out of reach quickly. And blocking attacks if you can and changing direction mid attack to avoid an oncoming counterattack" Ravenflight says cutting herself off before she can start rambling too much. When the get to the training hollow the black cat heads to the center of the clearing. "But I'll let you decide what you want to start with" she tells Castingpaw and she turns to face him.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]Monarch blinked slightly, he seemed that his pawsteps werent exactly light but they were good enough. He saw Neverland, hell even he stopped for a two whole seconds to even think of what to say. " Hello." he mewed softly not to startle the tom. So this was his stalker, he was handsome. " I'm Monarchstar, and may i ask of what is your name..?" he mewed trying to sound coridal, and forcing the curious nature out of his voice. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;] That all sounded like fun, he grinned slightly. He would have to not trip on his tail, that was about it. " The dogding one." he mewed eagerly. He was fast on his paws, like bloody fast, but his tail tripped him up a lot. [/fancypost]

^{why did these cats need to know who he was? well-- he wasn't going to ask that question in anyway they could understand. licking his lips, vaas would grin, and shout down to the various cats below. "¡ hola ! ¿ por qué necesita usted saber ?"* whiskers twitching, the savannah cat would slip out from in between the four branches, and move forward onto a branch where they'd be able to get a better view of him.}

^{here, the unusually tall feline sat, short tail flicking side to side. his teeth remained bared in a grin, but now, a brow was raised. these cat's better not give him a completely stupid response-- otherwise, he'd return to hiding in that small space deeper inside the tree.}

^{*"hi! why do you need to know?"}

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;] Monarch blinked again, hold on one minute! The calico who seemed to have almost smiled at that, he shook his head laughing softly. " Hold on Neverland. I don't think it's proper just to leave under the influence of just starting an conversation no amico mio?" He mewed staying where he was, he used the last word from Paintbrush which his heart tugged painfully but he remained where he was. Of course he called him, my friend.

The calico twitched his tail, seeming to be pleased to talk to someone that was not within his clan. Even if he is a loner, he didn't give an honest damn about it.

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^{ah, so someone did understand him! now, his grin would go down a notch, and his lips would close in a smirk. of course, his jaws would open as he moved on to speak once more. "soy vaas , y yo estoy aquí por ninguna razón real, pero para ver su clan. eso es todo."* these cats weren't too bad, especially the one speaking at the moment-- she was rather sweet, to say the least. once more, his whiskers twitched. now, his brow was no longer arched, but his tall ears flicked about constantly.}

^{*"i am vaas, and i am here for no real reason but to watch your clan. that is all."}