Posts by Jupiter15

WolfStar place Burrowkit back on the ground saying, "It's time to eat."
He took the rabbit and placed it in front of Hawksoul, for when she woke up. He sat down and watched over the kits, thinking.

Richards walked through the raining streets of London, lost in the twisting and turning maze of alleys and dog carts.

Okay then, um.... Until Sunday?

Uh...... Talk to you..... Sunday, then. Goodby.

AstarumLupus jerked awake, grabbing his ear. Good, it wasn't bleeding. He had dreamed of foxes and blood-filled wounds. Slowly he remembered where he was and what had happened, he glanced around, looking for Foxblaze.

Asarum walked up to Foxblaze, "Where is the nearest source of water? I'm sure that you don't want me here any longer." He planned to stop burdening the clan with his presence as soon as he could and head for water, for, where there is water, there is life.

FireFox looked at the frown on Sparklekit's face and stopped talking, he was cowed by a small kit.

"After what happened," Astarum looked away, "I'm sure that I'm not welcome."

"Not those ones."

"I don't think I'm exactly going to get a welcome party." Astarum saw the stranger cats looking at him, and imagined their hate against him.

"Are you inviting me?" He looked at her. He was joking, but he secretly wished the answer was yes.

"Who is that?" asked AstarumLupus.

"I see." Astarum thought about this, would he go see this 'Leader'?

Um, well, all I know is that a random black cat appeared out of the desert, accidentally removed a kit's tail, and is currently resting in desertclan camp, he's been there for maybe a few hours or so.

My dear sirs,
I have come for the sole purpose of of recruiting jolly good fellow roll-players for my new thread.
It takes place in the wonderous streets of London in the late 1800's, when the mist and fog swirled through dark alley ways and brave gentlemen were knighted.
Cheerio!
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…9.msg41663611#msg41663611
Post Script:
"It's a three-patch problem."

Richards walked up to a man standing on the sidewalk and asked, "Uh, excuse me sir, but how do I get to Mason Street from here?" (Silkmoon, that could be you, or if any body else wants to help me out...)

I won't be good at explaining all of this, but if you'll start at page 109, I think you'll catch up. Sorry I can't be much help!

Richards looked around at the(In his opinion) filthy boy in the street. He would have prefered not to, but seeing as he was lost, he didn't have much of a choice. "If you would, please."

Yeah.......

What is this world coming to? Children wandering the streets by themselves and sitting in the gutters. He watched the boy go, then stepped into his flat.