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    OOC: "..What did he say Tobias? I don't speak much Latin,"
    HE SEZZ NUUUUTTTTTTHHHHHIIIIINNNNNGGGGG. :)


    IC: "Er. Well.. We were talking about.." Think! Think! "We were talking about clouds.." Damnit Toby, Tobias thought, scolding himself for his idiocity. "Yeah, I can play guitar." Hopefully that made-up for my stupidity..

    The tom finally decided to go speak to the she-cat. He peered through the mouth of the cave, "Hey," he greeted, his voice still hoarse with sickness. His glittering blue eyes watched the new feline, waiting to see if he will get a reply.

    OOC: Why hello, Freddy. Just so I know, in this RP are you a bear or cat or ...?


    IC: Tobias immediantly stopped playing the guitar as he noticed a figure in the clearing in front of the cottage.

    "I'm sorry I startled you," he apologized, stepping into the cave, his grey fur glowing in the moonlight. "I'm Ryuu, and over there," he pointed to a mossy bed with a grey-white she-cat resting upon it, ".. Is the medic that I met here. I haven't gotten her name yet, but she has been treating me for Greencough," Ryuu said, a pleasant smile on his face.

    "Well, I'm Tobias," the copper tom said, glaring at the newcomer. "There is an abundant amount of mice in here," Tobias said, glancing around the cottage, "You could eat here, if you want to, that is."

    OOC: Nice scarf; I just have goggles on.. Steampunk-ish black goggles, grey fur, and blue eyes.


    IC: "Well, you can stay here if you like," he said in a comforting tone, "We have herbs if you grow ill, we have a prey pile over there," his tail pointed to a pile of two mice and a sparrow, "And soft moss to sleep on. I came suffering from Greencough, but I'm getting a bit better," Ryuu smiled.

    Greetings, I would like to apply to be a kittypet, but I help the Clan track the kittypets who launched an attack. :)


    Name: Apollo
    Age: Seven moons and a half
    Rank: Kittypet
    Gender: Tom
    Personalty: Apollo is shy, kind, polite and loves nature. He likes to stargaze, sit in trees, brood and draw. (To draw, he uses his claw to carve pictures into rocks, caves, trees, etc.)
    Appearance: Pure white fur with reddish-brown paws and a reddish-brown bobtail. He has oddeyes, his left eye is blue and his right eye is amber.
    History: Apollo was born in a litter of three others, two sisters and one brother. He didn't get along with his sisters, but his brother and him were very close. The two sisters were sent to different households, leaving Apollo with his mother, Lilac, his father, Mak and his brother, Zeus. Lilac died of a fatal disease (Cardiomyopathy), Mak is living on his own in the forest as a loner and Zeus was hit by a car at four moons. Apollo was devastated. He swore he would never love anyone again.
    Mates: No mates at the moment.
    Kits: No kittens at the moment.
    Other: He suffers from Brontophobia (The fear of thunder and lightning) and is not part of the attack squad.

    "Thanks," the tom said, chewing and carefully swallowing a small amount of catmint. "Mesmerize, I do not think I have properly introduced myself," he told her, bowing his head, "I am Ryuu," he said, lifting his head up.

    OOC: XD


    "Well, I think mice is all your gonna get here," Tobias said. Then, turning to Shard. "What is it?" he replied in a curious tone.

    OOC: Good idea, I'd rather have someone find Apollo than Apollo finding them. Apollo is very shy, if he accidently bumped into a stranger, he would sprint straight to the top of a tree. But, if someone met him, he wouldn't be scared out of his wits, he would assume he/she was a kittypet, so he might have a short conversation with the feline. :P

    A young tom sat on a fence, feeling the breeze flow through his fur. He lifted his head high, listening to what he called 'the melody' of nature. He twitched his ear, listening to a chirping on a branch nearby. Sparrow, he thought to himself, opening his eyes to see a small, caramel bird with a white underbelly. It was a few fox-lengths away, singing a tune on a low branch.

    OOC: I taste rude and mean, you shouldn't eat me. And by the way, if you didn't already know Fazbears, the setting looks like this: Shard stands behind me as I, an Abyssinian tom, holds my place infront of her. The both of us are inside of a rotten, run-down cottage with a huge hole in the ceiling. I'm assuming you two are in the clearing, watching us through the broken window in the cottage.


    IC: "Psst, Shard," Tobias whispered, glaring at the two bears outside of the cottage. Tobias pointed his tail to a gaping hole in the wall, leading to a dense forest of trees. "Go, I'll meet up with you later," he whispered, turning to her for a short moment then back to the figures outside. It was about sunset now, casting shadows across the clearing.

    Just a short compliment, Sphynx cats are epic. People say, "Oh, that thing is hideous!" and I say, "Oh, that thing is gorgeous!". I assume anyone to talk down about a cat with no fur, has alot of problems with their own hair. Or they're just an ass. Oh, and by the way, who's flying the plane?


    Name: Enigma
    Gender: Female/She-cat
    Age: Eight and a half moons
    Rank: Doctor or nurse; you choose.
    Personalty: A very strange personalty, Enigma often suffers from mood swings, causing her to grow irratible for no reason at all. She dislikes the male gender because she is conflicted by her past of other males walking all over her. She is a bit skittish, mostly because she is stricken by paranoia brought on when she was a little kitten. Enigma enjoys nature, staying in trees or lying in the grass for long periods of time. She has an alright knowledge of herbs, making her an ideal cat to treat wounds.
    Appearance: Her breed classifies as a Munchkin cat, causing her to have strange, very short legs. Her left eye is blue, and her right eye is hazel. Enigma's fur is a creamy cocoa colour, a tad lighter than chocolate. She has an unique marking on her chest of black fur, shaped into a bowtie.
    History: As a kitten, Enigma grew up with a family of loners. She was surrounded by other cats, but only one turned out to be her friend, a young male named Neon. Neon was a fun-loving tom, with dashing, amber eyes. Enigma felt as though she had fallen for the tom, after only two moons of being best friends. One night, Enigma confessed her love to Neon, under a birch tree at moonhigh. Neon was unsure, only giving a nod before licking her nose playfully. Three sunrises after she had confessed, the loner camp discovered the tom lying on the monster's path, crushed bones and blood. Enigma fell into a deep depression. She later discovered a tom at the camp, Neon's father, Flame, had murdered his son, as he was suffering from mental disabilaties. Flame had gotten into an arguement with Neon, his anger rising enough to slit his son's thoat after gouging his eyes. Enigma and the group leader, Branch, decided Flame shall be banished from the group. Flame was exiled, leaving with his mind heavy, full of demented plans. A moon later, Enigma had escaped the void of depression, going on with the group routine as usual. She smelt the air looking for prey, instead catching the scent of a tom, the scent was very fresh. She alerted the group, causing Branch to assign look-outs near the shelter. That moonhigh, Enigma awoke to a shadow standing over her, startled, she jumped up, questioning the figure. The feline stepped closer to her, grabbing her scruff with his teeth. She yowled, but no-cat replied to her desperated cries for help. The shadow stepped out into the open, revealing a reddish-brown, heavyset male. Enigma knew what cat it was, struggling to escape his grasp on her. He was Flame, the demented psychopath who ruined her life; her love-life at least. Flame dragged her across the clearing, casually padding out of the shelter. He brought the terrified she-cat to a cave she had never seen before, it was filled with the stench of rotting prey. (I hope this isn't TOO innapropriate, I apologize if it is.) Flame pinned her down, clawing into her shoulder every time she shrieked and pleaded. He began to hurt her, sexually that is. She stayed as a prisoner in the cave for four moons, until Flame decided to leave the cave, allowing her to escape. After that traumatic experience, she has been terrified by the male gender.
    Role-Play sample: An older male slowly trotted through the many cherry trees, sweet memories flooding his mind. His ear twitched, hearing the sound of the fallen leaves of Leaf-Fall crunching below another organism's paws; hopefully they were paws. The tom stopped and listened closely, noticing the organism halted along with him. The elderly tom cautiously turn his head, his orange eyes widened with surprise. His grandkit, MoonKit, had followed him from camp. "MoonKit, what are you doing out here?" the tom asked, almost positive on the reason she followed. "I was wondering where you went off to, SnakeFur," answered the kit innocently. "And, I have some news," MoonKit enthused. "What is it?" SnakeFur asked, turning around to face the kitten. "ChirpStar told me I'm going to become an apprentice tonight!" the kit boasted, a radiant smile on her face. "That's splendid!" he said, a large amount of excitement in his tone. "Well, let's get back to the camp little one," SnakeFur smiled, giving her a lick of the shoulder then padding off towards the camp. "Race ya!" MoonKit exclaimed, sprinting towards the entrance. "Hey, wait up!" the tom laughed, entering the camp behind her.
    Other: (I forgot to put this with 'Personalty'.) Engima also suffers from Brontophobia (The fear of thunder and lightning.)