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    OOC: I'm super-duper trying not to sound rude or offensive, but can you please use periods? I require glasses, so it's a tad hard to see. Sorry if I offend. :o


    IC: A young, copper-pelted she-cat sat, perched on her favorite white picket fence in the neighborhood. Her blue eyes looked down into the next yard, noticing the other Two-Legs' dog, Bree. The Pomeranian always tried to claw of the fence, attempting to attack the she-cat. She giggled, amused by Bree's attempts. "Mouse-brain," she laughed, rolling her eyes at the dog. She jumped down from the fence, into her yard. She looked up at the small, yellow shelter she and her Two-Leg resided in. The Two-Leg was elderly and conflicted by illnesses a lot, but the she-cat kept him company. The Two-Leg slowly walked out of the back door of the shelter, speaking words she didn't understand. But, she did understand her name, Clementine. The she-cat meowed in response, leaping onto the platform he stood on, allowing him to pet her. Clementine purred, she loved her owner, and never would trade him for anything.

    OOC: I like your character, especially the name. 'Soul' is a splendid name, and it goes with a dark role-play, that may unfold in this thread. What do you think, should I begin the role-play or wait for more people to join? Oh, and by the way, of course, your accepted to join.

    OOC: Kk.


    IC: Leaf-Bare looked beautiful, white, sparkling snow blanketed the forest. Even though it was sunhigh, it was still freezing. A caramel tom sat in a birch tree, gazing up into the sky. The clouds were darkened, sending off a signal a blizzard was on it's way. The tom frowned, realizing he needed to find shelter before the storm hit. He lifted off of his hind quarters, accidently shaking the branch, causing glittering snow to fall onto the tom. The tom shook his fur clean of the substance, making his pelt damp. He grunted in annoyance, grooming a few damp spots in his fur. The cat bounded down from the low branch, into a pile of snow.

    The claw struck Tobias' face, leaving a cut on his lower jaw. "Ass," the tom bellowed, flinging himself towards the creature, sweeping his claws along the Fazbear's back, landing on the right side of the bear.

    The caramel tom jumped out of the snow, again shaking it off of his pelt. He was now soaking wet, the cold, wet snow had left his fur dripping. He grumbled, freezing and shaking. His ear twitched, he could hear a heavy breathing coming from nearby. He turned around, instantly discovering blue eyes looking straight at him. The tom paused, not knowing what to say. His legs felt like jelly, causing him to wobble, atempting to stand. He usually did not communicate with other felines, but now he needed to say something, he did not want to make a bad impression. He opened his mouth, attempting to say a greeting, but all that was heard was jibberish. "Er, uhm," he blurted attempting to say something. C'mon, say something! he thought, scolding himself.

    The bear's claws raked down Tobias' flank, only increasing his anger. He again flung himself at the bear, this time landing on it's head. He dug his claws into it's fur, holding on as best as he can. Tobias hissed, then biting into the bear's head as hard as he could, growling as he dug his teeth deeper.

    OOC: Sorry, I am cursed with the disease of terrible role-playing skills. I didn't know I needed permission, my apologies. And, I was attempting to attack you, Daniel.

    OOC: I am very sorry. So sorry. Sorries. Sorry. :o Let's just say, instead of me 'jumping on the bear', I'll say this:


    IC: Tobias attempted to cast somekind of injury on Daniel, swinging his claws aimlessly in the air.

    OOC: I just learned a lesson in role-playing. Shard, use the word 'attempt' or 'attempted' frequently in battle, giving the opponent a chance to dodge, block, etc.


    IC: Tobias fell onto his side, a claw raking on his underbelly. Blood flowed onto the grass, but the claw was not so severe that it would kill him instantly, but Tobias still felt an agonizing pain. He groaned in agony, closing his eyes, holding his paws to his stomach.

    "Tu insanit asinus," the tom hissed, cursing at Daniel, using Latin words, he only used when he was angry. "Lorem putrescet inferum," he growled, opening his eyes into slits. He felt a pain jab into his wound, causing him to wail in pain.


    OOC: I already knew he was invisible. :P And I forgot to read your post all the way, you entered it while I was typing.

    "Stop!" he blurted out, shrieking. It hurt too much, he didn't want him to continue to give him this intense agony, but Tobias knew just pleading with him wouldn't make anything better.

    "I think I might go for a stroll," Ryuu randomly said, turning in the opposite direction and padding slowly towards the trees. He always loved to talk walks before he was sickened with Greencough. He decided this would be the best time to go; it was sunhigh so a nice warmth was around him.

    Daniel left a deep claw mark going across Tobias' face. Tobias scooted back, attempting to avoid the claws from sliding down his throat. Tobias slowly continued to scoot back, growing weaker from the loss of blood.

    Clementine giggled as her Two-Leg rubbed her stomach. The Two-Leg smiled warmly onto the she-cat, laughing a little in amusement, watching the cat roll on the wooden porch. He called Clementine to the door after stepping up, opening the glass door. Clementine let out a purr, rising up from her spot, trotting into the home. The Two-Leg closed the door behind her, patting her head before stepping into the kitchen. Clementine went to her usual place on the window sill, peering out to see two cats past her yard. She tilted her head in curiousity, looking at the two felines.

    OOC: I'm assuming your still invisible. Quick question before I continue: What happens if I die in role-play? Am I allowed to return as a spirit?

    OOC: Oh, joy. One more question on that topic, *Derp face* is it possible to be just a spirit, cursed to linger in the overworld. Or, if I must become another feline, do I have to be born all over again, or am I already an older cat?