remember me } accepted ![]()
diversion } accepted (:
pixel } sure thing
remember me } accepted ![]()
diversion } accepted (:
pixel } sure thing
|| With a slight roll of his eyes, Colourdust stood. "Since when have I been 'boy'?", he asked bemusedly. Then, shaking off the thought, he winked, "Let's hunt, girl." He grinned, showing shiny white teeth, then took off out of camp - heading for the best hunting spots.

"Hmmmn...", was all Eska said as the tom relayed his observations of her out loud. He was perceptive. For a tom, she added silently in her head.
"I went in the water to lure them out, and to wipe the blood & scent from myself. It gave me time to sort out a plan - as none of the toms seemed built for swimming.", she stated simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "It worked. You didn't smell be coming."
She watched him paw the dirt, amused at his confusion & internal turmoil.

[size=20pt]logan charles moriati 〮[/size]


[size=7pt]it's the wrong time
she's pulling me through 〮[/size]
Logan gave a parting smile to Sarah as she left, though he was a little curious as to why she had left. It was a shame, after finding some-one as uncomfortable as he, for her to walk away.
Ah well, he thought with a sigh, shrugging and running a hand through his hair again, before looking around. The girl looking down at the pavement was still there. Gathering some resolve, he walked over, and greeted her quietly.
"Hi there", he said to Evangeline, his voice quiet and smooth, yet deep and fairly sensual.

[size=20pt]rebecca mäarika hand 〮[/size]
[size=7pt]cold as winter, white as snow.
summer treasure, hand to hold 〮[/size]
[align=right][color=white][font=garamond]Rebecca gave gorgeous boy - Troy - a small, sweet smile before turning back to Danielle. She had already sensed the curiosity in the voices around her - as she was used to it, and gave a rueful smile.
"I'm from Russia, and Texas. I usually spend around half a year in each of them.", she said, smiling slightly, "It's an odd combination, isn't it?"
Russia & Texas were two places she loved: Texas for it's scorching heat, and country roads - for it's people & their brashness - Russia for it's chill, it's culture, the demureness of the people she spent time with there
|| Grinning, Colourdust shot after Stutterstar, a yowl on his lips as she overtook him. He paused for a moment to stalk an aged looking squirrel - one quite obviously deaf, as he had made so much noise - and killed it in a swift bite, before spraying dirt over it, and following his leader.

"Why ever would I do that?", Eska asked coyly, standing up & swishing her tail from side to side, "I only walk with people I trust - and we have already established that I do not trust you. However, I am ever so slightly masochistic, so I will, in fact, walk with you."
Silently, she hoped she had confused him, and began to slip over to the path, her paws moving as silently as they did in water.
mystery skies } I'm afraid I can't accept you :L There isn't enough detail in your form, and your missing a few sections for each of your characters. Fix up those, and you'll be good to go :)
diversion } accepted

[size=20pt]logan charles moriati 〮[/size]


[size=7pt]it's the wrong time
she's pulling me through 〮[/size]
Logan smiled as the girl looked up, and as another girl walked up beside him.
"Hey", he said again, feeling like an idiot for repeating himself. The girl seemed uncomfortable, so Logan stood there for a moment before speaking again. "Uh..so, I'm Logan.", he said, flushing a little as he did so, "You are?"
He let the question hang in the air for a moment, feeling the wind sweep it away & blow it among the leaves that littered the floor in the park.

[size=20pt]rebecca mäarika hand 〮[/size]
[size=7pt]cold as winter, white as snow.
summer treasure, hand to hold 〮[/size]
[align=right][color=white][font=garamond]"It's pretty unusual, I guess.", Rebecca said with a nod. It was an odd accent to hold - so different from the fluid new yorker's accent, or anywhere around the states. She played with the silver bracelet on her wrist, then ran a hand through her blond hair, flicking it slightly out of her face as she watched the group
"My parents asked me to come: they say I need to branch out 'friend-wise'", she replied, with a roll of her icy blue eyes, "I personally think they just wanted to get rid of me for Dad's visit to the rigs."
She nodded to Danielle as the other girl walked off, then turned her gaze back to Troy. "So, Troy, what do you do?", she asked, her voice light & pleasant.

"You're either fishing for weaknesses, or seeking personal information. Neither of which I'll appreciate.", she replied, a little icily, flicking her tail in irritation. She did not want to bond with this tom. She did not even want to look at him.
"How about this. I tell you about my life - some truth, some lies - and you have to separate them. Much more fun, and much less revealing", she said, one eyebrow raised as she stalked on ahead.
|| Colourdust smirked at Stutterstar, and flaunted the lump under which lay his squirrel. "Who's the kit now?", he called teasingly, before setting off again, his head lifted, his mouth slightly open, to catch the scent of more prey.
|| Colourdust hit the ground with a startled thump, taken by surprise at Stutterstar's wiry strenght & stealthiness. He rolled over with a laugh, and pushed lightly with his back legs, aiming to push her off him. "C'mon, Almight One, we have to feed the clan.", he mewed playfully.

Eska turned and shot 'Laurent' a sharp stare, her eyes piercing.
"I said I do not appreciate cats trying to worm details out of me., she said in a low, poison-laced tone.
|| Colourdust turned as Stutterstar did, and watched for the signs of prey. A small rustle in the bushes alerted him, and he stalked forwards, finding a mouse scampering under the scrub, and dispatching it with a quick blow. His mouth full of prey, he turned to see his leader's catch. "Nice one.", he said, his words muffled by the fur tickling his windpipe & nose.

Filled with a swift, rising venom, Eska spat & spun, her eyes glistening with fury. Her claws were out & arched, and her hackles stood up, along with the sleek silver fur on her neck.
"My problem? My problem?", she said, her voice dripping acid, but surprisingly level. The silver she-cat spun and glared at the tom, "My problem is you. You. You toms. All of you. You have shattered my life so many times over that it's hard to see it for the cracks in it. You are bloodthirsty, arrogant & egocentric. Do you think I wanted to kill them? I wouldn't have had to, if they hadn't stood for everything I hated in this world. I hate them, I hate anything like them. I hate you."
She spat at him, and turned on her heel, bounding off, her eyes glinting harshly in the light.

Still leaping away, dodging through the trees at a breakneck pace, Eska called back, her voice raised for the first time - though more out of necessity than anger.
"Of course I have a problem. You & your kind are my problem. You, nor any cat like you could lessen my anger. You can only incense it. And you know what? It's fine by me."
She continued to hurtle on, her legs starting to burn a little as she ran.
|| Feralkit spun around, whilst munging the soft moss of the nests with her tiny claws. "Scaredy-kit!", she called loudly, before diving out of the den and into another close-by one, her eyes shining.

"Why would I believe for a second, that you're any different? I've seen toms like you before. You're fine, friendly & endearing. Then, after a while, when something gets to you, you snap, and raze a whole lot to the ground."
She hissed, but slowed her pace slightly, as she was coming towards the edge of the water, her eyes still glittering as she ran.

[size=20pt]logan charles moriati 〮[/size]


[size=7pt]it's the wrong time
she's pulling me through 〮[/size]
"Nice name", Logan replied with a nod, before seeing thoughts flicker over Evangeline's face as she appeared to sink into some sort of day-dream reverie. He watched her as she thought, then sharply turned his head as he saw her look up.
As she did, her turned to face the other girl, smiling at her, and giving her a small wave, but not speaking, as he had already introduced himself, and Ms.Sephire had already asked for hers.
His lips gave a twinge - a small flick at the corners - as he thought of her name. Evangeline Sephire…it's unusual...I like it', he thought, before composing his features into a mask once more.
mystery skies } ahaaa, okay && thanks ;)
wolfen maiden } sorry, I can't accept you, as the RP is only accepting boys until the genders are evened out
sorry for the inconvenience.
oh, and, machiavelli is a word - named for Niccolò Machiavelli, an italian statesman and political philosopher. His second name got turned into a word for cunning & devious, after he wrote a book on corrupt power & the like :)
|| A small, brownish blur shot out from the warrior's den, panting slightly. She had been playing around inside, when she had accidentally jumped onto a sleeping cat who, predictably, got angry. Feralkit bounded straight into her mother - not seeing the queen standing there, and was bowled over by the force of hitting something so much bigger than her.