Posts by Stairway to Heaven

18/30.

Roscoe didn't mind water too much, it didn't bother him. It did weaken his sense of smell. "Aye," he called, trying not to be too much of a bother. The lean farm cat simply wanted someone to speak to.

1/60.

Roscoe's ears flicked as he padded into the setting. The lean kittypet blinked his colorful eyes, his tail flicking in amusement as he parted his mouth slightly to draw in the scents around him. "Hello?" He called out rather curiously. The muscular farm cat caught no scent, and this baffled him to an extent. Paws tingling with excitement, Roscoe began to explore.

1/60.

Roscoe curiously padded in, his nose twitching slightly. The lean farm cat gave a soft huff as he parted his mouth to draw in the scents around him. His ears flicked at the sound of a soft drip, and his head jerked in that direction, eyes wide. Roscoe was definitely on his toes in this area.

19/30.

"Do ya' know what this place is?" He had a sort of accent, but it wasn't too noticeable. Wonder how he developed it. Slowly, he padded over to where the male was, ears flicking as the rain pelted him. His fur was drenched, and clung to his body, outlining every detail in the strong cats body.

2/60.

Roscoe noticed movement, and his head snapped in that direction. Hesitant at first, he softly called out. "Aye," he had an accent, but it was barely there. "I reckon you don't know what this place is?" For all he knew, he could be talking to a rabbit.

2/60.

Roscoe noticed movement, and carefully padded over. He noticed a she-cat, and frowned slightly, sitting on his haunches to watch the scene unfold before him.

20/30.

"A mansion?" He'd heard that word before. Supposedly, it was something bigger than a barn. The male lowered his head slightly, water running off his nose. "Are ya' not one for rain, because I'd ask ya' to explore with me." Curious cat, Roscoe was.

1/60.

Nervous paws twitched as he entered the area, a soft mumble escaping him. There was a bad feeling in the area, but Roscoe's curiosity persisted on him exploring the area. His colorful eyes scanned the area, squinting slightly.

3/60.

So much was happening, and Roscoe could only stay with one thing. Ears twitching, he picked up more sounds, a slight frown caressing his face.

21/30.

Tail flicking away water, Roscoe awaited an answer.

22/30.

"Th-" he was cut off by a loud crack of thunder.

Roscoe jumped slightly, his wet fur bristling slightly. "Yeah, me either."

1/60.

The lighthearted Roscoe padded into the area, giving a sniff, he could smell hot things. He noted water, with steam rising.

Roscoe loved water.

2/60.

Roscoe blinked, head darting towards the noise of other cats. Nervously, he padded over, his muscles tense beneath his pelt. "Aye?" He called softly, trying not to arouse unwanted attention.

23/30.

Roscoe hesitated before moving beside the male, laying down, he tucked his paws beneath him, his tail curling up against his side, his eyes closed as water dripped off of his wet body.

3/60.

Roscoe watched the she-cat talk to open air. "She's delusional." He grunted softly.

4/60.

Roscoe huffed, glancing around, he tensed up slightly, noticing a twoleg in the distance. They didn't bother him much, but he didn't like to be touched, since most supposed he was friendly due to the red collar.

3/60.

Roscoe heard noise, and his head darted towards Newt and Tardis. "Aye--" He stopped, noticing the zombie. His fur bristled and his muscles tightened. "Evil work!" He hissed.

4/60.

Turning away, Roscoe grunted, heading over to one of the pools of water.

24/30.

Roscoe drew in a slow breath before his eyes opened. Two different colors. He looked towards the other. "So how did you get here?"

5/60.

Roscoe shook his head, padding about, he looked for something to do.