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rules: follow all wp rules of course. Make sure to ask before you try to kill off a character. no godmoding. Have fun. Dont roleplay to much when no one else is roleplaying. and remember, This is not literate nor is it semi literate. People choose how much they type, Links: Lore: (not making a big thing) All the animals are doing their own thing, living normal lives and playing their roles, Y'know. Population control and such, It was a natual life. Some in the forest living dangerous lives and some living other places like The farm. Little do they all know They're all being watched. Predators and prey. |
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Feel free to roleplay now I dont trust you bunch to agree on a weather and time. Its night, clear sky |
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Poison Dart [] Cat [] M [] Barn [] M: Open A well muscled feline slunk through the stacks of musty hay, rubbing his back on one with a slight purr before moving on. He swiveled his pointed ears slightly and sprung up onto the top of the hay bale, clawing at the sides.to get higher. Soon he was on the rafters, then the loft. Walking around to the front of the barn in the loft, Dart jumped up on a chair and looked out a dirty window. +++ Mazikeen [] Fox [] F [] Forest/Barn [] M: Open A low growl escaped a lean predator, stalking through the undergrowth. Razor sharp fangs glinted in the low light. This was Mazikeen, a terror in herself. She lifted her head and scented the air, smelling a good amount of animals near the barn. Licking her chops, she headed that way. |
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Artemis: |+|She shuffled through some tall grass in a field, searching for bugs|+| ``Why is it so hard to search for food`` |+|She grumbled to herself|+| |
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Shadowhunter|F|owl|M: open Shadowhunter stretched her wings, letting the moonlight shine on them. It was time for her to hunt. Lifting off, she swiftly flew through the trees of the dense forest. As she silently flew through the branches, she wondered what she was going to hunt. She decided to give the field a try. She changed direction, heading toward the field, her mouth watering about possible prey. Her keen eyes scanned the ground below her. |
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Forest | Wolf | Male | M: Ratticus Rattington lll Ind| Forest loped through the forest, annoyed at the low branches hitting him in the face. His fur ruffled in the wind and he stopped when he heard squeaking. 'Mice?' He turned and looked around. He spotted the mice. Coyote | Coyote | Male | M: Forest Ind, Dir. | Coyote lopes about 100 paces behind Forest. "M-master...?" Forest ignores Coyote and keeps walking. "Mice?" His master whispers. Coyote launches himself forward, eager to help his master. Ratticus Rattington lll | Rat | Male | M: Forest, Ind, Dir. Coyote, Ind, Dir| Ricky walked calmly, like he does, along the forest floor. His top hat bounces along, and his cane taps quietly. Suddenly, something pounces on him. She struggles to get away, finally hitting the wolf in the eye with his cane. He bolts, his calm demenor leaving his face, along with the blood. He face pales and he runs like lightning, fleeing. Ratticus Rattington ll | Rat | Male | M: Coyote, Ind, Dir. | Rick scampers along the forest, and it seems like its just a moving hat. He perks up at the sound of a coyote's pawsteps. "Ey! You! Coyote dude!" He calls. Coyote | Coyote | Male | M: Forest Ind, Dir. Ratticus Rattington ll, Ind, Dir| Coyote turns his head. He spots a rat. Coyote dashes quickly after the rat. "Pounce, pounce, pounce!" Coyote pounces on the rat. Forest lopes up behind Coyote, "Good job. Now wash off your paws and eat the remains. I need a fatter one." |
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Millie-Female Mouse Millie scurried around the corn field looking to stock up on a new food pile. She found various seeds many of which where nonedible. She found a few old corn seeds and stashed them in the burrow she hastly dug out the day before thought this wasnt going to be enough to last even a few sunrise's. So instead she carefully made her way twords to old farmers barn, there was allways chicken seed there perfect for consumption. Going out in the open field was dangerous but nessicary..Luckily today she made it to the side and crawled beneath the old wooden floorboards. Cats regularly stalked the barn so she had to be quick, peaking her head above the large cracks she could see briefly for a moment. It appeared to be clear at first glance so millie jumped out into the open room finding her way to the feed bags. This was the hard part, she had to chew her way into the bottom..loudly she pry'ed at the plastic like outside pulling apart its fibers. Scotch- Long-Haired Ginger Tom | Mentions: PoisonDart Scotch jumped up with a thud onto the box that sat right outside the barn door. *pit-pat..pit-pat* A light shower of rain tapped all around, it caught in his fur dampening it softly as he curled his legs in. He was comfortable his long coat insulating heat inside as he watched his surroundings with lax attitude. He then noticed PoisonDart peeking out from the top window just beside where he layed. "What up with you?' he asked with a long glance his voice ringing out from below. |
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Poison Dart [] Cat [] M [] Barn [] M: Scotch Turning his dark gaze down slightly, Dart stood and leaped down from the rafters, landing on a hay bale and sitting down. "Is observing the landscape for your next meal considered wrong now?" He answered with a slight snort, a teasing tone on his voice as he flicked an ear and watched the rain start falling. |
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Scotch- Long-Haired Ginger Tom | Mentions: PoisonDart (dir) "Not at all!" PoisonDart's words made him chuckle like he was a youthful kitten again. "In fact thats exactly what i was thinking of doing, would you..PoisionDart take me as your lawful hunting partner?' Scotch recited the words as though he where the old twolegs that once lived here when they where merely kits but with a few words changed of course. He momentarily wondered about whatever happened to them, one day they just..never came back. |
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Poison Dart [] Black-Mottled Grey Tom [] Barn [] M: Scotch The shadowy tom kept his tail tip flicking, something that never stopped with him. His sharp blue gaze observed the ginger tom he was speaking with whilst his brain formulated a good response. "I would gladly do so, Scotch. In fact while I was scanning the landscape I saw some amble prey over near the burnt oak in the forest. Care to amble on over there?" Dart inquired with a cat-like smile, his fangs glinting in the low light of the abandoned barn. |
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