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Post by NordMyte on Feb 11, 2018 6:13:39 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Accepted!
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Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2018 6:54:54 GMT -5
Nero | Tom | Straight | At the Forest
| Nero's golden gaze was locked on a plump, furry squirrel. He was dropped in a hunter's crouch, and he was slowly gliding across the forest floor for his prey. His claws unsheathed as he got closer. The squirrel paid no attention to him, as if he wasn't even there. It just continued to stuff it's cheeks with nuts. Flattening his ears, he launched himself at the squirrel, killing it with a swift blow to the neck. A purr arose from his throat, amused with his catch. 'Thank you, Forest! This kill will fit perfectly in my tummy!' With a skip in his step, Nero bounded happily up a tree with his catch to eat. |
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Post by Shortee on Feb 11, 2018 8:34:35 GMT -5
Vanilla | Vanilla smiled, "Sure, I could use a snack." She went closer to the water, staring into it. After a long moment, she said with embarrassment, "I don't know how to fish Tiger." She could hunt on land very well, but she had never learned how to fish. Rather, she never taught herself how to fish. Her tail twitched as she turned back to look at him. |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 11, 2018 8:53:08 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. "It's fine! I can teach you, if you'd like!" Tiger meowed. Padding closer to the water, he sat right at the edge, making sure he didn't cast a shadow over the water. After a while, a rather large fish came by the shore. Tiger sat still for a second longer. It was only a second before Tiger lashed his paw in the water, hooking the fish out of the water. He used his other paw's claws to kill it swiftly, almost falling over. Tiger stood up and walked over to Vanilla, putting the fish down by her paws. ( Shortee)
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Post by Shortee on Feb 11, 2018 9:14:02 GMT -5
Vanilla | Vanilla watched in wonder as Tiger caught the fish. She smiled at him when he brought the fish over. "Thanks!" She purred. Was fish any good? She took a bite out of it, allowing its taste to fill her mouth. It was very different from her usual mouse, but a good different. "This is pretty good," she said in between bites. |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 11, 2018 9:21:02 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Tiger purred happily before padding to the shore again - to get himself a fish to eat.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2018 10:02:56 GMT -5
Nero | Tom | Straight | Cloud watching on the moor in the sun | After finishing his fresh meal, Nero leapt of the tree and headed for the moor. He could go for a rabbit or two. His paw steps were heavy, and his tail was held high with pride. The tom was a happy kitten, always having a positive attitude. His golden eyes gleamed as the sun hit his fur, making it warm and comfortable. Yawning, he had reached the moor. Perhaps he would take a quick nap to recharge for a large hunt. Settling himself in a neat patch of sun, he curled into a loose ball. His tail tickled his nose. Nero kept his eyes slightly open, making out shapes of clouds. It was a lovely day. |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 16, 2018 0:24:12 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Bump.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2018 2:57:12 GMT -5
dead?
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Post by Shortee on Feb 16, 2018 9:15:04 GMT -5
(Ezio you can just continue with Tiger and Vanilla. I'll reply)
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 16, 2018 13:36:47 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Tiger purred before starting to eat his own fish in ravenous bites. "It's great, isn't it? The easiest thing to catch in winter since this river is too fast for it to freeze!" he meowed once he was done with his own food. ( Shortee)
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Post by Shortee on Feb 16, 2018 15:42:17 GMT -5
Vanilla | Vanilla purred, "It is pretty good." She finished her fish, whose name she didn't know, but wish there was a bit more. Though, she would be fine until she would catch a mouse later. "Where too now?" |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 17, 2018 5:15:23 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Will reply on a computer, I've given up on rping on mobile haha)
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 17, 2018 12:18:44 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. "Let's go to the cliff. Follow me!" Tiger meowed before padding over to the river and splashing in it. "Come on! It's fun to travel around!" he called back to Vanilla, smiling. ( Shortee)
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Post by Shortee on Feb 17, 2018 19:13:22 GMT -5
Vanilla
Vanilla smiled and followed after Tiger. She jumped into the water next to him, matching him stride for stride. She felt the sun on her back, giving her a boost of energy as the friends traveled.
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