Is This The End? {Open}

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    ((OOC: I was hoping for this thread to end in a tragic way for my character Pineheart. In her last thread she got struck by a monster on the Thunderpath so I'm continuing from there.))


    Pineheart's eyes flickered open and closed, unable to comprehend where she was or what was happening. The hard black surface of the Thunderpath was stained red with her blood and her breathing was shallow. The sound of another monster came closer but it stopped and a twoleg hopped out and scraped her off the road. After that all went black...



    Pineheart woke up in a cage, a cold steel prison where she could hear other cats and animals crying for release from the cells. She sat up and gasped in pain. She looked down and frowned, tears whelming up in her eyes as she realised that her right leg had been removed. She looked out the barred door and gazed out at the other cats that were across from her. The smell of harsh chemicals stung her nose and the impending doom hovered over the animals as they awaited their fates. Her collar was missing, either from when she had been hit on the Thunderpath or removed by the twolegs who had stolen her leg.

    Crumbs padded up and down the isles. The large Dobermen was a guard dog for the twolegs. Guarding their captured animals, was what he did best... And killing them of course.


    He stuck his broad head into almost all the cages to taste each animals' scent and remember them by heart until it happened...


    Crumbs soon came across the cat with missing leg. Confused, he tipped his head to the side and started thinking about everything that had happened to him in his short life, and recalled he could speak cat.


    'What happened to your leg?" he asked the cat. Maybe this cat can finally be the frined he was looking for.


    OOC: This is him.


    Pineheart frowned and gazed out the cage, the sounds of animals begging to be set free rang through the air and chilled her to the bone. She shuddered as she even heard tiny kits wailing somewhere close by. She just wanted this nightmare to end! She wanted Tinyclaw and her twolegs, she wanted to be safe and warm with familiar surroundings...


    Pineheart gasped as a large dog peered into the cage. Instinctively she unsheathed her claws and hissed loudly as a warning to the huge dog to back off, she was quite stunned when it spoke in a language she recognised. Her hackles flattened and she stared at the large beast in bewilderment. "What... you speak cat?" She spoke at first then shook her head before looking at the surgery scar. "I got hit on the Thunderpath, then those twoleg stole my leg." She explained.

    Crumbs nodded then sat down. "I have a feeling my twolegs aren't very nice if they would do that to you" he muttered. Then he raised his head and barked, "Were you hit by a car?"

    Pineheart smiled a tiny bit and relaxed fully in the presence of Crumbs. "It's not right, now I'll never be able to run anymore." She spoke in a low voice, hurt lacing her words. She breathed in deeply to settle her emotions before glancing back at the dog. "Cars? Are those the large monsters that walk on the Thunderpath?"

    Crumbs stood up and barked, "Yep. Sorry for confusing you." He looked up and barked kindly, "I can get you out of there"

    Pineheart jumped to her three paws and smiled at Crumbs. "You can get me out?! I can finally go home and be safe... but... what about the other animals here? I bet some of them have homes and I bet those twolegs have hurt them as well." She gazed out the cage at the other cells where the animals cried and wailed.

    Crumbs looked around and barked, "Sure easy. I just have to get the twolegs out and then hit a button in my twoleg's den."

    Pineheart tilted her head and stared at Crumbs. "A button in their den? How should we try to lure them out?" She inquired, pressing her face against the bars so her muzzle stuck out.

    Shadow hated being here. He wondered if he would ever leave. He saw two cats talking in the cage next to him. He leaned closer to hear.

    Pineheart looked at the dog with wide eyes, pleading for help. "Maybe... I could start screaming and pretend something is wrong with me. Would that give you enough time to hit the button?" She mewed to Crumbs.

    Aries a dog fighting pitbull walked down the row of silver metal cages and saw Crumbs talking to a... "a cat that revolting mutt" he spat and bared his teeth. "what are you doing you wimp planning revenge on our two legs if so ill tell them you dumb a**" HE SNAPPED at the pitiful excuse for a doberman.

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    what he looks like

    Pineheart looked round at Aries as he barked at Crumbs. She immediately started hissing and yowling at him, her claws unsheathed and scraping on the plastic floor of the cage.

    Aries growled at the shecat "Crumbs come with me i need to talk to you" he barked at the doberman

    (can aries and crumbs be evil and be plotting against the animals and a war breaks out of something if its alright with Spyro-and-Cynder )

    ooc:Ty

    IC:A twoleg with brown,short hair walked in."Aries,I think Crumbs can watch the whole room.I need you to guard the testing room."She said.

    Pineheart flinched as a twoleg appeared. She immediately hissed at her, claws unsheathed and fur stood on end. Normally she would have loved the sight of twolegs, but here they were the enemy. She would never forgive them for taking her leg and collar away from her and throwing her in to a cage like this.

    "Okay look.I'm not suppose to open the cages but I will."She said & opened every cage."Go,quickly.Don't tell anyone I opened them."She said.