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  • ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY }} INJURED AND JOINING

    The brown tabby kitten had been wandering for days throughout Hawkclan territory, pain shooting through him whenever he walked. Those darn cars, they had ran over his tail, and then finally when he tried to run, practically ripped his skin off his hind legs. And man it hurt, maggot infested, and just plain awful.


    His family had abandoned him at a young age - and then some people found him. He became a house cat, only to be dropped off by the road like a piece of trash. And, of course, now he knew not to trust anyone - they would surely hurt him and break his heart like all the others.


    Crying and tears streaming down his face as the kitten named Arden dragged himself through the land, he finally came apon some kind of stinking line, that obviously separated one group from another. Too scared to interact with the cats he was about to meet, he tried to get away, and that was when his legs failed beneath him.

  • ART CONTEST || FRESHKILL PRIZE

    All I'd like is a signature, looking like my avatar. Transparent background, too, and it must be drawn by you - no linearts.


    I can pay as much as I can afford, but please, no higher than what I have on my main account.

  • KITTY CAROUSEL {ALWAYS LOOKING FOR ART TO DRAW}

    I'M REQUESTING ART!


    [size=11pt]• username: Arden
    • style: (chibi, anime, lineless, etc.) It can be anything, besides paper drawn.
    • references: (Well detailed description or HQ image) Avatar is a reference. Brown tabby with high white, seagreen eyes.
    • offer: Any price, but please, let it be reasonable.
    • anything else?: He's very shy, and usually doesn't trust anyone. Thought I should add that o3o
    i have already paid the order fee accordingly to Cariome: yes[/size]

  • Hawkclan roleplayers needed

    Okay so my little muse baby is joining Hawkclan. And it's been like an hour. And no reply to my joining thread o3o And I feel kinda bad for doing this, but, could someone join it? xD


    And, also, we can plot here, too. c:

  • ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY }} INJURED AND JOINING

    Sorry but that takes a lot of time, and even more effort because Arden is very scared of everyone, as said before, and needs to know he can trust them, which takes a lot of work.


    A low moan came of of his mouth, trying his best to curl up into a ball. It was no use, he was too injured. How badly he wanted to run away just made him have more effort into the situation, using his front legs to push himself up, and then trying his best to run away. And let me tell you, it didn't work well. Only getting about one or two inches away from where he was before, the brown tabby finally gave up and lay there, still.

  • ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY }} INJURED AND JOINING

    Pitiful he was, still trying to get away. It was too many cats near him already, even though it was only two. He didn't necessarily hate other animals - he was just scared of them. But, his history was clearly explained before, and he preferred to keep it to himself anyway. "Arden.." He coughed, obviously he hadn't used his voice in quite awhile. "Hit by car.."

  • ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY }} INJURED AND JOINING

    He was scared when he saw the two cats approaching him. Now just imagine what would happen if a jaguar came up to him. That's right - he would simply just freak out. And that was exactly what the injured kitten did, now trying once again to waddle away.


    Front legs taking the blow of his weight, the kitten started to run - well, attempt to - away, little limbs carrying him as far as a few inches, until he finally rested for a few seconds, and the cycle began again. This continued until he was near a shrub, in which he proceeded to hide in, covering himself as best he could.

  • cAN'T TOUCH THIS ( open )

    Arden had somehow made his way over to the group. With his tailless rear end trailing after him on only one leg, he had something to worry about. The kitten was still getting used to getting around with three legs, and of course without a tail. How? A car accident.


    Wobbling his way over with many falls, he made it over to the commotion. Shy and scared as can be, he ddin't say a word as she lay down with eyes to the ground, next to the group. The only movement from him was just a flick of his ta-. Oh wait.

  • ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY }} INJURED AND JOINING

    He hardly heard any of her words. That was, until the word hungry came up. Hungry he was, stomach growling. He had depended on people for his food once, that was obviously a mistake. But now this cat wanted to know if he was hungry. Sure he was, of course, the kitten couldn't catch food for himself.


    "Hungry.." Arden mewed quietly, voice squeaking as he slowly said the word. Slinking back further into the bush he had claimed, it was clear he really didn't want to come out. It wasn't unusual that a kitten was scared of strangers at first, but his was a real fear. Something that would take time to overcome, not just some sweet words.

  • ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY }} INJURED AND JOINING

    "No." Arden answered simply, not budging a muscle. Sure, he was tempted to move out and get some lunch - but he never knew, they could turn on him at any moment, just like his past families. He wasn't taking the risk anymore. He'd rather just be left alone, but instead, he moved an inch towards he. Just an inch, but a start.

  • ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY }} INJURED AND JOINING

    "I don't know what I want." The kitten mewed quietly, setting one tiny paw forward. He hardly knew what a mouse was, and definitely not anything other than what he had ate before - house cat food. "Dinner?" He mewed once again, setting the other paw forward, but still not moving his back legs. Dinner was a word his humans had used, when to was time to eat.

  • KITTY CAROUSEL {ALWAYS LOOKING FOR ART TO DRAW}