12 Trees RP[sign up link included]

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Broken sighed and let her empty eyes focus on the wall. Inside her mind she dreamed of what world outside might be like but she was to scared and broken to try for something more. Ha, her name matched what she was; broken.

"It would be easiest if you just lay down," Broken said in her lifeless voice. Her eyes quickly flicked to the two other breeders who were acting as if they were padding around on hot coals.

OOC: Esscence, nothing much has really happened. The breeders are currently waiting for something interesting to happen.

Broken sighed, were all cats so impatient. She might have had a broken soul but right now, other cats were breaking her mind.

"Yes we wait," she said, not bothering to mention what for. It wasn't like she cared but it should have been very obvious.

OOC: Oh, sorry, I just went and read through the bios again and woops. I must not have made it clear enough but only males can have postions of power or really any postion. Sorry, but, um, Treble Clef don't get mad at me but if Oki is to be a girl she would have to be a breeder, sorry

Broken turned her attention to the wall once more and began to study a strange patteren in it.

OOC: Good, no hard feelings.

Broken sighed, the patteren the wall was no longer intriguing.

"Hello," Broken called out in hope of finding a more interesting conversation. Her brown eyes flicked around the room.

Broken nodded, if those she left the conversation maybe the others would carry it on and she would have some entertainment. Sighing she rested her chin on her paws and began to ponder about her bordem. Could it possilby be because she had nothing to do with her paws?

Broken lifted her nose to the air and sniffed. Dang, no males to interest her day. She sighed and out her chin on her paws again.

Broken, deciding that listening, though entertaining, was not enough. When she had heard the comment from the she-cat she had silently wondered how the other breeder did not know what she was here for.

"Is it not obvious what we wait for?" Broken asked watching for the she-cats response. "We wait to be used and then forgotten. We wait to let some tom, come, impregnate one of us or even more and then birth their kits. That is all a breeder is meant to be."

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Rip shot the entrance to the breeders' den a glare. He should've been having fun right now, not coming back from a hunt. Maybe he could go now that he was...

Making up his mind, the tom walked over to the opening, holding himself with pride and stepped inside. The breeders were scattered around, obviously looking bored. He caught sight of the white she-cat with that strange name that fitted her personality and others. Now which on of them would be the one to bare his kits?