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Setting: Obviously a forest, doesn't matter what forest, just a forest.
A young black and white tom lurking the bushes, wanting some company. He may be slightly mean, but wishes for another feline of any age to accompany him.
Name: (He does not have a name, so, go ahead give him a name, just not right on the spot when you start the first post. Wait until he mentions himself not having a name)
Age: 9 moons
Appearance: Black with white paws and chest. His upper right arm wears a white spot, along with his upper tail.
Background: His father and mother were both loners who were best friends since 3 moons, but later grew up and fell in love. During that time, his father was killed by two unfriendly felines from another clan. His mother was ill and died giving birth to him and his brother. A silent she-cat took care of him and his brother until they were 6 moons. The she-cat never gave them a name, surprisingly. His brother stayed with the she-cat but he left them, never seeing his brother and the she-cat ever again.
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A young black and white tom paw rustled through the bushes by the nearby abandoned camp. He crawls out of the bushes and looks at the she-cat. "What are you doing here?" He asked, standing in between the bushes.
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A 9 moons old black kitten with white paws scatters into an alley and hides under a box. He waits a few moments before he claws from out under the box, panting. He looked around the alley nervously.
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//Sure, plus accepted. We can start whenever.
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A young black and white tom lurking the bushes, wanting some company. He may be slightly mean, but wishes for another feline of any age to accompany him.
//He is lurking in the bushes, silly filly. BTW since he is "nameless" at the moment, I will be calling him Nameless or the nameless tom or something until he is named "Jet".//
Nameless was crawling in the bushes, scenting another feline, a she-cat. He peaks out of the bushes, looking for this "she-cat."
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He looked over at the she-cat walking further into the forest, following her in the bushes.
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He looks at her between the bushes, then leaps into another bush. He crouches in the bush, trying to hide himself, but not very well. He realized he wasn't hid well, so he stuck his head out of the bush "What do you want?" He growled poorly.
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He flattens his ears. "Uh, well I would like some cat to accompany me. Just for a while. I-if you want. I won't harm you." He steps out of the bush and sits in front of it.
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"I don't know, I've been alone for about 3 moons, its pretty boring. If you don't want to, fine." He turns away, walking back into the bush.
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"Alright then." he meows. "May I have your-" He pauses for a moment, then finishes his sentence quickly. "...Name. Only if you have one."
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"Nice to meet you, Midnight." He ignored the question she asked about his name.
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"Sure. I just wonder the forest mostly, and hunt for food when I get hungry. Just if you wanted to know."
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"Okay." He walks through the bushes, waiting for you to follow him.
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"How?" He asked, leaping out of the bush. "Where will you get the other cats? Behind that tree over there?" Looking over toward the other cat, not noticing the other she-cat. "Find other loners and beg them to join? How? Tell me." He sat at mere distance from Red.
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//I use "// //" for OCC talk, but you may use "OCC" if you like, and sure.//
He looked up at the feline "Uh, hello? What do you want?" He said, still panting. He kicks the box off of himself and sat up.
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The black paw heard the faded crunch. He rushes over toward and leaps in front of the other she-cat "Who are you?" He hissed, staring at her with his golden eyes. "Why are you here?"
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"I ran from a nofur who tried to capture me. Do you got a problem with that?" He meowed, walking around the she-cat, examining her.
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"Good." He said, leaping on top of a box "Who are you?" His golden eyes shone as he sat on the box.
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"They call me Scratchy." He said proudly, standing up. "So, I figured it must be my name."
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"I might look tiny, but I am strong as a lion!" He meowed. "Er, well a cat, but some day I will be running with lions as the leader!" He stood proudly.
