Posts by Alpinepaw

Geckopaw glanced nervously at Darepaw. "Not smart! You shouldn't've done that," she mewed. She shook her head, but Lizardpaw cuffed her.
"Nice," he laughed quietly.

Lizardpaw tilted his tapering tan head, looking as if intently contemplating. He glanced at Geckopaw, who mouthed "truth". Truth! PLEASE pick truth!
"Dare!" Lizardpaw announcd... daringly.

Lizardpaw narrowed his eyes and nodded, standing up. He approached Searstrike carefully before yelling, "Kittypet!!" and sticking out his tongue before turning and sticking his tail in the air... and promptly shot up the nearest tree. Geckopaw flattened her ears.

Lizardpaw glanced at Searstrike, leaping headfirst directly down the opposite side of the trunk, sliding down with his front claws in front of him, and about half-way down, he leaped off and sped off, leaping against another tree to change direction desperately. He did NOT want caught.
Geckopaw groaned quietly, shaking her head. Her brother was so stupid sometimes! She knew that the second she was chosen though, she'd be stuck, and wouldn't want to stop.

Alpinepaw wrote:

Lizardpaw glanced at Searstrike, leaping headfirst directly down the opposite side of the trunk, sliding down with his front claws in front of him, and about half-way down, he leaped off and sped off, leaping against another tree to change direction desperately. He did NOT want caught.
Geckopaw groaned quietly, shaking her head. Her brother was so stupid sometimes! She knew that the second she was chosen though, she'd be stuck, and wouldn't want to stop.

(He was already out.)

Lizardpaw glanced around, veering and leaping through a bramblebush.

Geckopaw awaited her turn or for someone to pick her.

(SORRY!!!! Busy busy busy busy! Recap??)

(Whatever, or you could just ignore me.)

Lizardpaw frowned and Geckopaw flinched back. Anti-clanners? Rogues? I don't want to be compared to them! She flattened her ears.

"Let's just ditch it and keep going," Lizardpaw suggested.

Crap. I need a recapl.

Geckopaw shifted uncomfortably. She hadn't been chosen yet. Would she be...? She knew what she would choose either way: She wouldn't refuse, she couldn't. She'd be a coward then..
Lizardpaw sat down, flicking his tail.

Nevermind, I automatically assumed there were alot more pages, as I've been locked out of a lot of rps due to being flooded out. I don't really need a recap.

So, when does the plot get goin'?

Geckopaw stood up to streach before sitting back down. She paused. It probably won't be my turn soon, she thought, letting her gaze slide to the forest, maybe I should go hunt instead of sitting around and wasting time.

Picture this.
You're a cat of a very wealthy person who has an at least three-story house, and anywhere from a very large room to a whole story of the house just for you to play in nd laze around. You never had to go outside, never wanted to. You saw outside thrugh the windows, and you saw it when you went to the vet - always getting aclean bill of health, of course. You're well-fed, always have been, and don't know hardship. You're a perfect show-kitty, and you always win champion in your area. So, now you and your people are going to a very prestigious, top-feline show to compete.
Until you get on theplane. You've been on 'em before though, for cross-country trips, it's not bad. Just like a car, right? No problem! Heck, you don't even know they crash. But they do.
This one does.
Several cats, maybe thirteen, were on th plane with their owners. Six or seven cats managed to survive. You're one of the unlucky ones on the plane. One of the unluckier ones to not die quickly. So here you are, a completely incompitent feline when it comes to surviving. So when you and the others manage to crawl out of your mangled cages(If you were in one), and drag yourselves from the wreckage, a blast of dry, hostile heat hits your face. You step out on the sandy ground. There's trees and bushes, that's good, right? Trees and bushes mean animals! That's good!
...But, here, unforturnately, you've landed in the one place where literally everything tries to kill you.

Australian Bush.
The ground? In places, brittle. If youtake a wrong step, you're plummeted into underground sea-water0filled caverns. If the fall doesn't kill you, the drowning will. The trees? Gumtree branches are called 'widowmakers' for a reason: They come crashing down with no warning. Eucalyptus kills, too. The animals: Hostile. Wombats may well maul you to death if you provoke tem. The snakes and spiders are poisonous, the Taipan, the mos deadly snake on earth, though, is fairly docile. Then there's the dingos. Oh yah, and if you get stung by a Platypus, you get a very slow, agonizing death. No dose of anything will stop the pain. And Tasmanian devils arevery aggressive, and like small, catsizedbears.
Now you hav to survive on your own.
And smeone's going to die.

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Characters:

-Nildro-hain, a torbie tabby as seen in the 'create a cat' pictures, with grey eyes and a lithe body. Short-furred, doesn't take well to he heat, from Alaska.[Alpinepaw]
-Foreign Feather, a dark, tortoiseshell tom with sharp, ghostly yellow eyes. Has a short t4emper when he's hungery. Nildro-hain's brother. [Alpinepaw]
-Jagg, a classic tabby torbie -

- a wild cat who will make a short appearance [Alpinepaw]
-Jex, a dark brown tom with thin fur and blue eyes. Nervouse, heavy-set.

Name: Homebound
Gender: female
Age: 3 years
Rank: I don't care.
Type of Dog: Catahoula
Appearance (picture please):

Personality: Very self-awareand maybe arrogant, she's always polite and charismatic.
Mate or Crush: None, open.

Name: Tide
Gender: male
Age: 3 1/2 years
Rank: I don't care
Type of Dog: African Lion Dog
Appearance (picture please):

Personality: Bold, brave, and outgoing, he's got a complex past. He has a very deep personality. I'm too lazy to type it/decide it.
Mate or Crush: none yet, open

Hey, it's Rainheart(224) on a subaccount.

(WOW two, three new ridgebacks/lionDogs after I made one? Did I start that? XD)
Two dogs - one red, the other merle - tumbled into the camp, rolling and fighting, sarling at eachother. The red one eventuly brke off, baring his teeth but not attacking the female merle again: He knew she was heavier. He looked up. A ridge of fur along his back was raised up. He blinked.

The Merle stood up and walked over to Rocky slowly. "Hey," she said, not looking at him. "Where is this?"

The red dog - Tide was his name - looed around, blinking. He didn't feel like talking unless someone approached him.

Homebound watched Savilor, her cracked brown and blue eyes narrowing. She blinked, curious. That was part of her nature: Curious, easily fascinated. She blinked again, standing p. She caught sight of Tdefrom the corner of her eye, a burst of satisfaction following. She somehow knew catahoulahs were bred for fighting bears, and somehow, instinctively almost, she knew that Ridgebacks used to hunt lions... wait, what? She frowned. What's...? A very large feline... she blinked. Whatever.

Tide stood up and shook his coat, shrugging and heading off to hunt. He was quite a loner, and was still a bit furious from losing a scuffle to the catahoulah. His pridehadn't even let him ask her name yet.

(Okay, so I haven't decided who Homebound and Tide like yet.)

(I'll take Healer/'s apprentice, either one. Plus, I'd love a badge.)

Homebound shot up, looking around. She leaped up, her paws against a tree, and she sniffed the air. I know that scent. She charged off and ran up to Ave and Savilor. She watched it carefully, moving slowly. "How stupid can you two be!?" she snapped quietly. "This. Is. A. Bear. Do as I say and we can herd it out of the territory." Tide suddenly appeared, his lips peeled back.

Homebound growled without looking at east. "yeh best leave this to us," Tide said quietly, his fur rising, "we den't need any dog th't might b'come a nuisance."