[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]"Give it back! It's mine, give it to me!" the Siberian husky howled, trying to climb up the base of a large oak. Perched upon a branch not too far up was a rather large vulture, a rat hanging from it's beak, watching the small pup. Lips peeled back to reveal his jagged and sharp teeth, he jumped up and down, barking and snarling. Tears welled up in the corners of his pale blue eyes, whimpers escaping his throat. Falling backwards, he emitted a snarl before rolling back onto his paws, only to them slap his fore paws against the ground in anger. "Give it back! I caught it and it's mine!" cried the male before he laid where he stood, resting his head on his paws, eyes looking up at the vulture that proceeded to watch him through black beady eyes. "Please, give it back! I caught it and I'm hungry. Please, please, please." Cheappup whimper, his voice growing quieter before he fell silent, adverting his gaze to the base of the tree.
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If Robin kept breaking the rules, would they lock him in his room? But, see, the kid had gotten smarter. He had dragged an NPC adult along with him, under the guise of someone being in trouble. Really, he just wanted to feel the dirt under his paws again. It was an almost addictive sensation, and he would hate to be stuck entirely in his room. His mom was the leader, didn't that earn him any brownie points? No, that would be unfair and he knew it. But anyway, look at that... Someone was actually in trouble. Just not... Lethally or anything. "Uh, I don't think it's giving it back?" The kitten ventured warily, looking from the bird, to the dog, and then to his adult accompaniment, who was currently just staring at the vulture. Adults were useless. "But we have other food, if you want some? I think -- I think we can share."/ ah hello again + welcome to riverclan!!
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GENERAL:
Robinkit | ♂ | Bisexual | RiverClan | 3mo | Twistedstar X NPCPHYSICAL:
Slim black kitten with dark grey-blue eyes.
• other bodies: n/a
• injuries: n/aPERSONALITY:
cautious, "the planner". charismatic, almost to the point of being vaguely manipulative at times. dedicated. determined. quick learner. eager. crime-solver, kid detective. filled with self-doubt. constantly worrying about the results of his actions. painfully selfless. absolute nerd. socially awkward. currently childishly excitable and enthusiastic.
• developing: crime-solver, kid detective.CURRENT EVENTS:
• N/ARELATIONSHIPS:
• Work in ProgressCONFRONTATION:
[color=#fff]• Easy [color=#fff]| Quick [color=#fff]| Clever [color=#fff]| Fast Learner
[color=#fff]• Rarely starts fights [color=#fff]| Rarely quits fights
[color=#fff]•Attack in [color=white]BOLD WHITE or [color=maroon]BOLD MAROON
[color=#fff]•Can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions.
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He laid there, pouting for his stolen catch like a child whose mother refused to buy them a new toy. While, of course, he had not eaten in quite a few days and his first successful kill was stolen right under his nose. Swiveling an ear toward the sound of approaching figure, Cheappup quickly hopped to his feet, his hackles raising. A lower, more darker growl erupted from his throat this time, watching as the cats approached him. "I'll get it back, now leave me alone!" he barked, curled tail sticking straight out behind him. With that, he began to back up and away until he was on the other side of the tree, using it as a type of barrier and assumed he could not be seen. Trying to climb the tree once more, he got a couple inches off the ground before he fell again. Plopping down, he proceeded to look about, looking for a another way up the tree.
GENERAL ;
Cheappup Febribus-Harbringer | male | RiverClan pup | single
biromatic biromantic | three months | Seafoam x NPCPHYSICAL ;
• Siberian husky with silver eyes
• wears dark brown leather collar
• appearance reference
• others bodies; saber tooth, serval, lionBATTLE TAGS ;
• no powers
• attack in bold white
• easy difficulty
• please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
• nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed -
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Okay, so... What now? The kitten withdrew a little bit at the snapped words, pulling himself taller with a faint frown. The adult seemed inclined to leaving, or otherwise forcing the pup into doing something he didn't want to do, but Robin much preferred to play along. So he unruffles his metaphorical feathers and relaxed again, peeking around to the other side of the trunk. It would seem that the canine couldn't climb, which wasn't all that surprising considering that he didn't have the claws for it. But Robin did, and he had rope, too. The kid was still quite proud of that. "Why does it matter so much?" The adult commented dryly, though the comment went in one of the feline's ears and out the other. He knew why it mattered. "I have rope, if you'd like to try that. Or maybe I could stand on your shoulders?" He didn't mention that the vulture could probably kill them both, if it so desired. At least they had that handy-dandy NPC adult, just in case.
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GENERAL:
Robinkit | ♂ | Bisexual | RiverClan | 3mo | Twistedstar X NPCPHYSICAL:
Slim black kitten with dark grey-blue eyes.
• other bodies: n/a
• injuries: n/aPERSONALITY:
cautious, "the planner". charismatic, almost to the point of being vaguely manipulative at times. dedicated. determined. quick learner. eager. crime-solver, kid detective. filled with self-doubt. constantly worrying about the results of his actions. painfully selfless. absolute nerd. socially awkward. currently childishly excitable and enthusiastic.
• developing: crime-solver, kid detective.CURRENT EVENTS:
• N/ARELATIONSHIPS:
• Work in ProgressCONFRONTATION:
[color=#fff]• Easy [color=#fff]| Quick [color=#fff]| Clever [color=#fff]| Fast Learner
[color=#fff]• Rarely starts fights [color=#fff]| Rarely quits fights
[color=#fff]•Attack in [color=white]BOLD WHITE or [color=maroon]BOLD MAROON
[color=#fff]•Can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 355px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 105%; margin-left: 80px;]"Oh no, I don't want a repeat of your rope incident." Jane said as she padded up, before smiling slightly from amusement. "There's no point trying to get it back."
The cheetah looked at the child, blinking her green orbs. Vultures were creepy birds, and dangerous too. Usually they didn't go for a live kill, though. They were scavengers.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Perking his ears at the mention of a 'rope', he peered out from behind the tree, eyes narrowed as he stared at Robinkit. "I have an idea." Cheappup suddenly said, more a silent whisper than anything. Seeing the cheetah then appear, he emitted another growl, eyes narrowing even more. "I don't care, and I'm getting my food!" he snapped, shifting his eyes back up to the bird that seemed content watching everything unfold. He was not aggressive or violent like he was portraying to be, but was simply upset, tired, and aggravated - Not a good combination. While he had a short fuse, Cheappup was normally sweet and kind, but he was a daredevil that would live up to his warrior name one day. Looking back towards Robinkit, his tail wagged ever so slightly, "Can I use it?"
GENERAL ;
Cheappup Febribus-Harbringer | male | RiverClan pup | single
biromatic biromantic | three months | Seafoam x NPCPHYSICAL ;
• Siberian husky with silver eyes
• wears dark brown leather collar
• appearance reference
• others bodies; saber tooth, serval, lionBATTLE TAGS ;
• no powers
• attack in bold white
• easy difficulty
• please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
• nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed -
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"Rope — that was a one time thing!" The child's protest rang clear, though his cheeks colored slightly. It had been kind of embarrassing, twisting his paw because he slipped a little bit when he'd been testing whether or not the thing could hold his weight. He'd gotten a lot better about it over the last few days. In any case, now that some other adult was here to make sure he didn't get himself into any more trouble, Robin's NPC grumbled a "thanks" to Mary Jane and headed back to the steamboat. Boy, he really needed to pick better NPCs to drag around. He was as boring as, like, eating vegetables. Yet Robin's ears perked slightly at the mention of an idea, because god knows he loves those. The kitten was a clever one, and quite the fast learner, too. And eventually he'd learn to live up to his name as well, a cheerful, bright, but competitive and protective flash and flutter in the sky. He may not really be a kid, but whether or not they all liked it, Robinkit would learn to fly, at least in his own way. "Sure," he finally agrees with a shrug, wriggling the long length of black fibers from his midsection and offering them to the husky. The wag of his tail was enough to tell the kid that he didn't really mean to be like this. And honestly? Robin doesn't blame him. That vulture was just rude."So what's the plan?"
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GENERAL:
Robinkit | ♂ | Bisexual | RiverClan | 3mo | Twistedstar X NPCPHYSICAL:
Slim black kitten with dark grey-blue eyes.
• other bodies: n/a
• injuries: n/aPERSONALITY:
cautious, "the planner". charismatic, almost to the point of being vaguely manipulative at times. dedicated. determined. quick learner. eager. crime-solver, kid detective. filled with self-doubt. constantly worrying about the results of his actions. painfully selfless. absolute nerd. socially awkward. currently childishly excitable and enthusiastic.
• developing: crime-solver, kid detective.CURRENT EVENTS:
• N/ARELATIONSHIPS:
• Work in Progress[color=#fff]CONFRONTATION:
[color=#fff]• Easy [color=#fff]| Quick [color=#fff]| Clever [color=#fff]| Fast Learner
[color=#fff]• Rarely starts fights [color=#fff]|Rarely quits fights
[color=#fff]•Attack in [color=white]BOLD WHITE or [color=maroon]BOLD MAROON
[color=#fff]•Can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]He was quick to dismiss the idea of the other stranger being there as soon as the rope came into his sight. Casting one more glance up at the bird, the canine quickly moved out from behind the tree and seized the rope between his jaws. Turning, he quickly bounded in the opposite direction, toward a medium-sized stone. Taking one end of the rope, he tied it around the stone before returning to the tree. Taking the rope up once more, he tossed it up, the stone creating a heavy enough weight to make it easier for him to toss, and sure enough, the rope with the stone swung over the lowest branch and fell onto the ground. Taking the free end, he tied it around his torso before turning back to the other. "Grab the end with the rock and pull hard as you can!" he had created a pulley, and he planned to use it as one. Due to his small size and skinny figure, Robinkit could, maybe, be able to pull him up, if not, then he would have to have the cheetah do it.
GENERAL ;
Cheappup Febribus-Harbringer | male | RiverClan pup | single
biromatic biromantic | three months | Seafoam x NPCPHYSICAL ;
• Siberian husky with silver eyes
• wears dark brown leather collar
• appearance reference
• others bodies; saber tooth, serval, lionBATTLE TAGS ;
• no powers
• attack in bold white
• easy difficulty
• please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
• nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed -
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This should be interesting. Robin watched with a tilted head, silent except for his breathing as the dog set to work. And once he reached the rock, the kitten's eyes widened as he caught on. Someone else as creative as him, who woulda thought? There was a sort of excitement coursing through him as he waited, bouncing ever so slightly. "Cool," Robinkit breathed after a moment of keeping it pent up, grinning easily. It would probably be easier for the husky to climb now, and even if he slipped, he had the rope the catch him and make sure he didn't hit the ground. That was something that the black kit had thought about doing quite a bit, using it both as a tool and a safety net as he learned to climb, but the last time he tried to sneak out of camp, the deputy came and scolded him. Maybe he would give it a bit of a break.And Cheappup's urging, the feline jumped into action. He was pretty small for a kitten too, so this wouldn't necessarily be easy, but if he used his full weight... Dark eyes narrowed in concentration and the kid crouched, glancing once towards Mary Jane before taking a running leap and jumping, landing squarely on top of the rock. Even with Cheappup on the other end, his added weight was enough to drag the rock towards the ground, and if he got it just a bit closer, he could anchor it to the ground and keep it there long enough for the dog to get his food back. "Yaknow, I don't even know your name." The notice was oddly-timed, but Robin gave the canine a pointed look from his perch on the rock before he partially released his hold and dragged the weight even closer to the earth. "This good?"
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GENERAL:
Robinkit | ♂ | Bisexual | RiverClan | 3mo | Twistedstar X NPCPHYSICAL:
Slim black kitten with dark grey-blue eyes.
• other bodies: n/a
• injuries: n/aPERSONALITY:
cautious, "the planner". charismatic, almost to the point of being vaguely manipulative at times. dedicated. determined. quick learner. eager. crime-solver, kid detective. filled with self-doubt. constantly worrying about the results of his actions. painfully selfless. absolute nerd. socially awkward. currently childishly excitable and enthusiastic.
• developing: crime-solver, kid detective.CURRENT EVENTS:
• N/ARELATIONSHIPS:
• Work in Progress[color=#fff]CONFRONTATION:
[color=#fff]• Easy [color=#fff]| Quick [color=#fff]| Clever [color=#fff]| Fast Learner
[color=#fff]• Rarely starts fights [color=#fff]|Rarely quits fights
[color=#fff]•Attack in [color=white]BOLD WHITE or [color=maroon]BOLD MAROON
[color=#fff]•Can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]This was all he had for a plan, really. He did not know what he would do when he got to the top, but if there one thing that all who knew him knew, Cheappup was crazy. Some could say he was stupidly crazy, but his mother had called him brilliantly crazy all because of his crave for excitement. Blue eyes watched as the kitten jumped on top of the rock and he slowly felt his body moved off the, careful to keep his body still to avoid flipping upside down. Cheappup's gaze then locked onto the vulture that proceeded to sit there, even as Robinkit spoke. Mind now only focused on one thing, he chose to ignore it, saving the best for last, as he would have called it. Slowly, inch by inch, he got closer until he was finally able to touch the branch.
Climbing onto it, the vulture suddenly hissed at him and flapped it's wings before starting to fly away, rat within it's break. Quick as he could, the husky undid his harness and yelled at the top of his lungs, "AHHHHHH." charging as fast as his stubby legs could carry him, he ran after the vulture, but as he reached the end of the branch, he did something quite crazily stupid and crazily brilliant. Cheappup lunged off of the branch at a height that could kill him if he fell. For a moment, it looked like he was soaring and wings would unfold from his body at any moment, but that would not be the case. His body suddenly slammed into the vulture and he clung to it's back, biting and scratching the bird as it screeched and screened with terror. Using his weight, the husky forced the vulture to fly lower to the ground, and when it did, he took his chance. Jumping forward, he snatched the rat from it's mouth and jumped off, landing on the ground with a thud.
Taking a second to recover himself, he stood up, the rat carcass clamped between his jaws. A goofy smile marred his face, tail curled over his back wagging violently to and fro. "The name's Cheappup Febribus-Harbringer, or C'!" he chimed happily.
GENERAL ;
Cheappup Febribus-Harbringer | male | RiverClan pup | single
biromatic biromantic | three months | Seafoam x NPCPHYSICAL ;
• Siberian husky with silver eyes
• wears dark brown leather collar
• appearance reference
• others bodies; saber tooth, serval, lionBATTLE TAGS ;
• no powers
• attack in bold white
• easy difficulty
• please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
• nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed -
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Was that a scream? Inkpup perked up to the sound of another one’s scream. He sighed quietly. There were no other noises after, only a bird’s call and quiet chatter. He dropped his usual flower collection and padded towards the noise with perked ears.
The journey took a few paces, but the white wolf pup managed to catch an introduction from Cheeppup. Neat! Another canine! That was always fun, he guessed. “Heya,” Ink called, “Name’s Inkpup, nice to meet you.” He gave a friendly smile, multicolored eyes shining bright.
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Right, yeah, Cheappup apparently was crazy. Robin wasn't sure if he thought it was stupid or brilliant or what, but he was charging at a vulture? And yelling? For a moment, the kitten was certain that he would be at fault for the pup's death, with the risk of him falling combined with the vulture's general deadliness. But then the awful bird was flying away, and he was... Maybe a little relieved, because it meant that nothing bad was going to happen, right? The dog would just come back down and they would be a little upset about the loss, but things would be alright. And then Robin's heart stopped. He was jumping? While some part of him was aware that he would be doing that same thing someday, this was a dog. A young, untrained dog.Rising to his feet, the kid takes only a step or two towards him, stupidly, as if he could catch the canine and keep him from harm, but then stops. He manged to hit him. Wow. His mouth fell open in shock and admiration both, though worry was still clear. He could still get hurt if he fell, and Robin knew a lot about falling. You had to fall before you learned to fly, after all. Hopefully Cheap wouldn't be learning that right now. Wait — too late, he was falling. Great. Once more, the kit felt frozen as he watched the scene, only for C to make it easily. Jeez. "Wow. You alright? I'm — well, hi. I'm Robinkit. Just call me Robin." Did he have any last names? He would ask mom later, maybe. "So, now that you have your food back, what are you gonna do? How'd you even get here?"
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GENERAL:
Robinkit | ♂ | Bisexual | RiverClan | 3mo | Twistedstar X NPCPHYSICAL:
Slim black kitten with dark grey-blue eyes.
• other bodies: n/a
• injuries: n/aPERSONALITY:
cautious, "the planner". charismatic, almost to the point of being vaguely manipulative at times. dedicated. determined. quick learner. eager. crime-solver, kid detective. filled with self-doubt. constantly worrying about the results of his actions. painfully selfless. absolute nerd. socially awkward. currently childishly excitable and enthusiastic.
• developing: crime-solver, kid detective.CURRENT EVENTS:
• N/ARELATIONSHIPS:
• Work in ProgressCONFRONTATION:
[color=#fff]• Easy [color=#fff]| Quick [color=#fff]| Clever [color=#fff]| Fast Learner
[color=#fff]• Rarely starts fights [color=#fff]| Rarely quits fights
[color=#fff]•Attack in [color=white]BOLD WHITE or [color=maroon]BOLD MAROON
[color=#fff]•Can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]The thought never crossed his mind that the vulture would retaliate, but to his luck, it was too afraid to do so. He never thought about the aftermath of his actions, something he had yet to have beaten into him. When it came to Cheappup, he only learned through intense trial-and-error situations. A laugh escaped his muzzle, an innocent child's laugh muffled by the rodent, but one nonetheless. That had not been the first time he jumped from such a height, but it was his first time jumping on a flying bird. "I'm great!" he enthusiastically responded, refusing to drop his catch, one he did not care for so much, his hunger pangs fading from the sudden event. "It's nice to meet you Robinhood." while that name had not been mentioned, it was the first word that popped into his head after learning the kitten's name.
At the inquiry, his smile then faded ever so slightly, tail beginning to slow. "I don't know. My mom and me were being chased by a bear and she told me to hid in a rabbit burrow and she hasn't come back in a few days. But she'll be back, she promised." he spoke as if it was the most casual-ist thing the world. If there was one thing he was oblivious to, it was that his mother was not coming back, ever. "Where are you from?" shifting his gaze to Inkpup as they appeared, he gave a flick of his ear. "It's nice to meet you too, Inkpup!"
GENERAL ;
Cheappup Febribus-Harbringer | male | RiverClan pup | single
biromatic biromantic | three months | Seafoam x NPCPHYSICAL ;
• Siberian husky with silver eyes
• wears dark brown leather collar
• appearance reference
• others bodies; saber tooth, serval, lionBATTLE TAGS ;
• no powers
• attack in bold white
• easy difficulty
• please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
• nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed -
[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 355px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 105%; margin-left: 80px;]"Alright, well I'll be son stand-by if something happens." Jane said, sitting down. "I'm Mary Jane, by the way. Mary Jane Alastair, though any variation is fine."
The cheetah then looked at the group. Her spotted tail danced against the group as she stared at the vulture, then looking at the children's scheme. She felt like a baby sitter, which was not her job. Actually, she wasn't sure who's job it was. Maybe it was nobodies job. That would explain the small children running around the territory all day. -
Minnowpaw padded over, interested to see what was going on.