Past RP: Grey recruits Gemma to the CauseQuailmix said the following:
Gemma was hungry. She was always hungry these days. It had not been very long since her run in with the collie mix. She hadn't gone back towards those trash cans in a while, she had been avoiding the area. But, they were close to a grocery store, and sometimes they had some good stuff. She wouldn't have gone that way, but she was hungry. Very hungry.
She was cautious, but there was no sign of him around. That was a relief. Sniffing around, she found some rotting fruit. It wasn't the best thing in the world, but it was something. None of it was too bad. Apples, a banana, some carrots. Those were good, she did like carrots.
As she ate, her guard was down. She was too focused on eating what was edible and finding more to really be aware of her surroundings. Perhaps that was a mistake, but she was just so, so hungry.
Idlethe said the following:
Grey had one thing on his mind, victory. He had planning, manipulating and weaving his way into the minds o
DOW: As you get older...Dreamkit purred, waving her paws and looking at the sky “Cmon Dandelionkit! Everyone sees it!” The air was chilly that afternoon, as it came with the changing season. The kits sat in the mostly empty camp, the sun setting on the horizon. Most of the cats were out on patrol, not yet returned. Especially since prey was slowly getting harder to be found. Even Dandelionkit’s father was not as visitive as he used to be, training Pitchpaw, then going on whatever Hunting patrol he could.
“Why won’t you just admit it? You guys are Purr-fect” She giggled at her joke, only obvious in her mind
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Dreamkit..” She hadn’t had much of a clue of what it was, but probably could’ve guessed if she tried. She’d been talked to about Cliffkit, and she had seen the way they were looked at when together. She knew these types of things and even feelings towards other cats came around apprentice ag
A Name That Means Friend 3With my partner now decided I worked on a final thesis paper. This would be the paper that would need approval by the school before I would be allowed to participate in the bonding ceremony held in short time.
While I awaited my answer I decided to travel into Garrison to search for clothing and supplies that would be of use for me come that time.
It was down the path and at the gate that I realized how intimidating Garrison truly was. It is a mecca for the military in Cenozoica.
As I set atop Wayra I realized how vastly vulnerable I was in this port city. Here there were no trees which I could flee through. I was surrounded by a swath of defenders, peacekeepers and armed ports-men in a brick and stone fortress.
The watchful eyes were almost suppressing. Making sure Cenozoican law was not questioned.
New, I had not an idea of where anything was so, with caution, I approached a peacekeeper and commandeered him for directions to the nearest clothing shop. Although heavily used by the mil
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DW2: spooktacularHoo'iryu sat there by the edge of the small pond in the large room. The chatter of the furry creatures, the Quamrana, filling his ears. The light above was soft and looked natural, but didn't carry the warmth of sunlight as he remembered it, That's all this place seemed to be 'pretending'. He turned his thoughts onto other things than where he was now, Particularly home.. It was October, That odd month that by name was the 8th but was really the 10th. The Oxidate wouldn't have landed for the holiday yet. everyone would be getting ready though, Getting their ideas, making costumes if they'd already figured it out. The last time he'd joined them when he was..what? 9? 10? it felt so long ago..
Meanwhile just around the corner a young man and his trusty shovel Lillian had been thinking darkworld just wasn't spooky enough for it's name, after all it was nearly halloween wasn't it? He paused mid step as he came around into the chatter filled room and noticed Hoot-or-yo sitting there like he
Meat and GreetYUKON: Brand felt the need to do something. Her sons, the lot of them, belligerent and brutish and sly--hmph. Idiot boys. Eight and three and three. She licked along her paw and rose off a couch, the aging Midranker jumping off the couch with no grace at all. She slammed down, and her cold eyes surveyed the scene. There was...bound to be a lower dog about somewhere. She figured it'd be good to make the rounds of dogs who owed protection fees...damn idiots she thought, and licked her maw, before she trotted in the direction of a big hunk of muscle. Brand stared up at him. "...Yuh wan' go ge' some work done, big dude?" She smiled a bit. "Some ol' fuck's fee's due..."
FOOTY: Tibalt had been trying to doze softly, his large head in a furrow. He was sick of these petty duties. Peeing on bushes. Grabbing blankets? Where was the power? The rage of the great Trieste group?? Tibalt huffed angrily. He was not made of fighting blood for nothing. He had heard of the border brawl. Oh how he wanted
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