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Armagadion sighed forlnly, she brought this hodge podge of cats here, from there old home, and they had no idea what they where doing. They where all going to die, wheren't they, it seemed like the only thing that made sense.
"Well, we're here." Impact padded up to stand beside his leader.
He looked around the forest they had come to and curled his lip in disgust. He had assumed that the forest was a place with lush grass, tall trees, and lots of prey running all over the place. What he saw instead was a tangled mess of trees and brambles, and barely any prey that he could scent.
"Not much of a forest." he grumbled. "I was expecting something a lot nicer."
"I think that's what everyone expecting," Armagedion sighed, thinking carefully, yeah, she killed them all. "Well we can just say, hello death!" It was ment as a joke, but, it was quite true, this place would probably let them die. But, there old home was destroyed, they could never return to the warm walls of the old twoleg house, this was the hardest thing she had ever faced. "How do cats LIVE in this stuff?" She said with disgust, looking from a thorn bush to a weed, she had seen some clans, but nothing this bad.
"Well, we start out with a little bit more optimism." The bronze colored Egyptian Mau spoke for the first time. Sure, the forest wasn't what any of them were expecting, but the cats had to make do with what they had. Her sharp green eyes stared at the cats with fierce determination, "Come on, we all need somewhere to live and we're losing daylight. Let's get to work then!"
"Right! Of course" Armagedion mewed, optimissom, like she had that. What would she do? She didn't even know how to make a shelter. "Umm, how?"
Ooc: Guys, I'm really sorry to say this, but I might not be on a lot today. A stray cat is having kits in the laundry room, soooo, yeah.
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That's alright, I'm not going to be on most of the day either, working at a CSA and then I have to go be a game leader.
Ooc: Guys, I'm really sorry to say this, but I might not be on a lot today. A stray cat is having kits in the laundry room, soooo, yeah.
ooc: Whoa, at first I thought I was saying that. . . I was like, "Since when is there a stray cat in my house?! I don't even have a laundry room! But then I saw it was you. . . I won't be on much at all today either. I'm having my birthday party sleepover thingie today! It would be cool to have a bunch of kittens in my laundry room! I do have two families of birds living in my backyard though. Two Mockingbirds and their chick and two Doves and their two children. Very cute!
I suppose we'll have to start by making somewhere to sleep at night. Impact poked a dead bird with one of his paws. This is disgusting. He pushed the stinking remains of a sparrow under a brown, dead bush, digging a shallow hole to bury the corpse in.
"Well, maybe we could start it with, hrmmm, clearing a bare spot to make dens.! Maybe weaving them out of vines?" Armagedion said, thinking about it, she had no idea where to begin with this, this horrorible peace of land.