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Post by Ishararain on Dec 20, 2016 17:15:42 GMT
 The tall, slender, sixteen inch tall, ten and a half pound, blue tabby with white, forty-eight inch long she-cat padded along the shore of one of the streams that ran through the territory held by her Clan. She'd just arrived in this place from where she was born on the outskirts of the two-legs' place. So she hadn't really met too many of her Clan mates just yet. The farther along the stream her snowy paws carried her, the more sounds of soft stepping creatures, blowing wind, and gently tumbling snow captured her ears. Padding along at her ease, she saw some larger, snow covered rocks outside of the cave. As she drew closer her dark, turquoise blue eyes fell on a flurry of motion and commands being handed out. Curiosity catching her attention, Ishararain moved closer to the cave mouth to see what she could hear. Mostly just discussion of who was going to patrol what borders and where the hunting party may find the best prey. Even more curious still, Ishararain moved to find a spot to sit and watch. The Maine Coon/Ragdoll crossed she-cat sat and wrapped her long fluffy tail over her paws and tilted her head curiously watching her clan mates. She wanted no part in that flurry just yet, so she rose to her paws again and then sprang lightly to a nearby tree and sat down upon one of the lower branches to watch as the first of the cats went out to their tasks. Soon the flurry was over and Ishararain stood again on the branch beneath her her long, fluffy tail switching a little as she saw the remaining cats return to the rest of their territory. Sharpening her fore claws and her hind ones on the thick branch beneath her, Ishara smiled as she then sprang lightly from the branch and down to the ground beside the stream once more. It had been a while since Ishara had had a bite to eat and her stomach yelled at her to remind her just how long it had been since and she smiled as she paused and listened to her surroundings again. There...the sound she was looking for, a fluttering, scampering sound. Standing a little bit longer there, Isha figured out her path and started moving down it. She was either going to catch herself a bird or find herself a small rodent. She didn't eat that much herself but she was extremely good at what she did to hunt them both. Hunting birds she could climb and wend through the branches of the trees. Hunting rodents she could squeeze into their tunnels and chase them through that or she could chase them along the top of their tunnels and pull the fox pounce on them, if the ground was soft enough to.
"Speaking" Listening Notes: Bolt , Hehehhehehehehe, here's Isha for Whitewhisker. 
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Post by Bolt on Dec 24, 2016 16:20:35 GMT
(Sorry for being so late ) Sliding out of his den, the black tom streches and looks around the camp. Blizzardstar was still in her den and the kits were just waking up. An elder walks up to him and says "It's a bit early is it not? I don't know why I am up!" With a chuckle the elder walks away. Confused Whitewhisker decides to go out hunting to catch some prey before the hunting parties leave. He walks out of the camp and follows a stream. He looks around and spots a cat in a hunters crouch. "Hi there!" He calls out. He walks over to her |
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Post by Ishararain on Dec 26, 2016 1:14:34 GMT
Taking on the hunter's stance the blue tabby female with her snowy paws shifted and made sure she had decided upon which one of the creatures she wanted. The rodent seemed a bit closer than the bird. Stalking the terrain beneath her paws, Ishararain listened to each sound the creature made and s she paused to pounce on where she had heard the rustling of the underbrush where the rodent was a new sound captured her attention and Isha paused to look for it. Not finding it right away, Ishara returned to her hunting. Soon, she stalked her rodent prey to its hiding area and soon, she was digging a pika out of its burrow, all the while it was clawing and biting at her but soon, her fangs closed over the smallish creature, and holding the struggling rodent in her mouth she shook her head a few times and snapped the creature's spine and as it fell limp in her mouth, Ishara sat and wrapped her tail over her paws as she dropped the pika at her feet. Then she heard a sound again and this time a voice followed, Hi there! Ishararain smiled as her eyes fell upon a black tom cat with whiskers that were white as the crisp snow. She thought he must be a part of her Clan. Putting a paw on her kill she mewed back to the male, "Greetings good sir. Lovely morning is it not? My name's Ishararain." She told him and fell silent as she continued to gaze across at the tom. "Speaking" Listening Notes: Bolt , Hehehehehehe, aww. |
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Post by Bolt on Dec 26, 2016 16:34:03 GMT
"Sir? There's no need for that." He grumbles. He notices the rodent at her feet and says "nice catch. I found this" he had left a small thrush a few body lengths back and brought it forward. "Care to eat together? Oh, and my name is Whitewhisker"
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Post by Ishararain on Dec 30, 2016 2:53:52 GMT
Ishararain The blue tabby with white she-cat smiled as her ears switched to the tom as he spoke, Sir? There's no need for that. Her eyes followed his to her catch and Isha smiled as the jet coloured tomcat spoke again in regards to her kill, Nice catch. I found this... Ishararain watched as the tomcat pulled a thrush up by them and Ishara smiled again as he finished speaking, Care to eat together? Oh, and my name is Whitewhisker. Ishararain smiled as she sat and peered across at the tom.
True. Pardon my tongue sir, I was taught that every cat was either sir or ma'am to my siblings and I when we were growing up. That's a nice find as well Whitewhisker. Pleasure to meet you." Ishara told him as she started plucking her kill clean.
Her family was always very polite, even when she had to leave them, she was still glad that they had taught her what they had and they had also taught her how to conceal most of the fact of her kill and her subsequent dining experience. This was a new world for the she-cat, but Isha was determined to make the best of this new world. Smiling, her kill was cleaned to her liking, though she would have liked to wash it off but honestly it wasn't a huge deal to her as she settled in to eat. ### words | Bolt | notes: Awww. Cute. |
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Post by Bolt on Dec 30, 2016 3:29:37 GMT
He smiles and looks down starting to pluck his catch as an excuse not to look at her. "So, yes to eating with eachother?" He feels his fur heat up and licks his chest fur. He steps slightly closer to her and he lays down and starts to eat his bird. "Uhh, pleasure indeed." he says. Not normally shy he dips his head again struck by this dumb shy feeling and he pushes it back. He looks up at her and he says "So, uh... how have you been?"
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Post by Ishararain on Dec 31, 2016 22:34:44 GMT
Ishararain Smiling Ishararain was settled comfortably with her kill and her ears were tilted to the ebony tom before her, her ears capturing the male's words, So, yes to eating with each other? Isha softly chuckled a little as she nodded in affirmation of the fact as she watched the tom as he licked the fur of his chest and plucked his bird and move a little closer to her before lying down to eat his bird as well.
Ishararain smiled as she started to eat her own kill as she settled beside the tom. Was he nervous? Dipping her own head, as to hide her own slightly embarrassed smile as the tom spoke again, Uhh, pleasure indeed. So, uh...how have you been? Isha smiled as her gaze shifted up to the tom again, "Good. Slowly trying to get back into the Clan life. It's been a while since I was a part of a Clan. It...it will be strange going back to it all." She told him as she grabbed and swallowed a bit of her meat.
Ishararain was intrigued by the tom to be honest. She'd not run into many tomcats that seemed to be shy around her. He was a part of her new Clan family though and there was no harm in meeting them. After all, being part of a Clan again she was going to have to know her Clanmates as they were dedicating their lives to guarding and protecting one another. Plus, it was giving her a chance to start down the path of putting together her own family again, though it would be a long, hard road to have kittens again. This seemed like a perfect first step down that road to build her trust back up again. 296 words | Bolt | "Speaking", Listening, Awww, how cute. |
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Post by Bolt on Dec 31, 2016 23:12:24 GMT
(Awe, that last paragraph was cute) Bolt
The burnt stone, frozen bones and the chill in my heart where the dark things reside.
| Whitewhisker lifts his head to see her eyes looks down as she takes a few bites from her meal. He opens his mouth to talk but closes it right away not wanting to just start blabbering nonsense.
"You wern't part of a clan?" he shuts his mouth right away relizing that she may not want to tlak about it. Stupid! he thinks to himself Now she will just want to leave! You blew it! "uh, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He mutters He picks up his thrush and he stands to his feet and says "Well it was nice to meet you." I should move over under that tree... she probaly wants me to go anyways. He walks under the branches and settels down his eyes peeking over the edge of the bird.
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Post by Ishararain on Jan 6, 2017 4:09:02 GMT
Ishararain Her ears switched forward as her eyes settled upon the tom as he spoke, You weren't part of a clan? Chuckling softly Ishara looked Whitewhisker directly in the eye as she prepared to respond but was paused as Whitewhisker spoke again, Uh, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Isha parted her muzzle again and was about to answer when the tom rose to his paws and padded away to the tree nearby. Sitting up, Ishararain shook her head and picked up her own kill and moved back toward Whitewhisker. Settling in again, at his side, she smiled and turned her gaze to his once more as she parted her muzzle to respond, "I don't mind telling you Whitewhisker. I was not part of a clan, at least, not in the typical sense. My parents were feral cats living in the thunderpaths of the two-legged's place. I only just returned to what real Clan life is like. I have to say I much prefer it to the ferality of what I was used to." Ishara told him with another gentle chuckle as she started to eat again.
It was comforting to know that she could draw friendship, warmth, acceptance and companionship from the black tomcat beside her. She shifted just so slightly so that she was closer to his side. Wrapping her long fluffy tail up along her side and over her paws and as she ate, she started purring. At first it was a soft barely audible sound deep within her body but soon, the noise became audible and the gentle vibration of the purr danced along her body and she didn't doubrt that Whitewhisker felt it too. "Sorry Whitewhisker. It has just been so long since I was comfortable enough around anyone to just relax and be a cat." Isha told him with a soft chuckle. She really was comfortable around the tom. An odd, but refreshing feeling for the fluffy she-cat. Staying where she was, as she was, Ishararain tipped her ears to the tomcat and finished her meal calmly and when she had set aside the few bits of bone she wasn't going to eat, she licked her front paws to clean them off and then casually licked her chest, all the while waiting to see if Whitewhisker had anything else to add to their companionship now. 395 words | Bolt | notes Awwww. ^_^ "Speaking" Listening |
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Post by Bolt on Jan 7, 2017 2:17:08 GMT
Bolt
There are torn claws, frozen bones and chills in my heart where the dark things reside.
| He settles down but looks up anyways and he see's her walking towards him. He quickly ducks his head and takes a bite of his prey. Not much left he thinks to himself. She start stalking to him and he nods his head drinking in every word she says. "Clan life is pretty neat, it's really good that cats can live with others always looking out for them, it gives a nice sense of purpose at all times. Really makes you feel wanted" He says to her.
She shimmied over ever so slightly and her tail curls around her paws. Whitewhisker senses a feeling of comfort almost pulsing off of her. He slides ever so slightly so that the tips of his fur are toughing the long strands of fur on her pelt. Her chest starts to rumble and she says that she feels relaxed around him. He does not answer but with a bull and a deep breath he lets his tail glide tentatively over her side. He feels a purr start to begin in his throat as well and moves over even more so that his side is pressed against hers
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Awe, they are cute together
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Post by Ishararain on Jan 8, 2017 5:48:29 GMT
(Didn't feel like trying to post using her table tonight, really tired.  .) As she lay there beside the black tomcat, her ears switched a little at his voice as he mewed to her, Clan life is pretty neat, it's really good that cats can live with others always looking out for them, it gives a nice sense of purpose at all times. Really makes you feel wanted. Isha smiled as she nodded and a small yawn slips free of her muzzle as she rests beside the tom, paws curling under her chest as she feels Whitewhisker move just slightly closer to her side. Then a little bit closer. Ishararain smiled then as she felt the gentle brush of his tail over her side. She turns then to look at him, dark turquoise blue eyes warm. Then she heard and felt his purr start up and she smiled again, maybe he could be the one that would help her start down the path she wanted to follow, having her own family a cat to love, all of that. Perhaps she should warn him though. Mentally nodding to herself, Ishararain decided that would be the right course of action. And so, turning to look at him again she mewed softly, "Where do you see this all going Whitewhisker? To love? Kits? It'll be a long road ahead of us Whitewhisker, but if it's something you're willing to work for, maybe we can do it together?" She mewed and then fell silent turning to gaze into his eyes and wait. "Speaking" Listening Notes: Bolt, Aww ^^ |
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Post by Bolt on Jan 8, 2017 6:03:56 GMT
(it's fine ) Bolt
There are torn claws, frozen bones and chills in my heart where the dark things reside.
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head to look at her and finds her staring at him and asking about, kits? His eyes shoot open in shock. "Um, well... I guess." He stumbles over his words. He quickly licks his chest and turns to her. "Well... I don't know where it goes... I think that's for us to decide as we walk that path..." He says. He glides his tail on her side once more before curling it around his paws.
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Post by Ishararain on Jan 9, 2017 1:20:10 GMT
Her ears switched a little as she gazed across at the black tomcat as he spoke and then licked at his chest, Um, well...I guess. Well...I don't know where it goes...I think that's for us to decide as we walk that path... Ishararain smiled as she looked at him. "Yes I think you are right, and I'm not saying we take that leap right now this instant," Isha paused briefly as she felt his tail drift over her side again, "I'm just saying sometime...a ways down the road, we can try it yes?" She mewed as she fell silent and tilted her ears his way as she lay her head on her forepaws and shifted her gaze up toward him as she smiled once more resting beside the black tomcat. After her meal, tiredness was creeping into her body as she lay there purring softly. "Speaking" Listening Notes: Bolt, Hehehe, aww. |
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Post by Bolt on Jan 9, 2017 1:32:28 GMT
Bolt
There are torn claws, frozen bones and chills in my heart where the dark things reside.
| White whisker feeling calmer around this she-cat nods and says "yes, that sounds fun" He notices that the she-cat's head was drooping and her eyes sagging and he presses his body to the cold ground and gently slips his shoulder under her head so that she does not get awoken by the cold. He press his side close to her body and shares his body heat. He feels his eyes now start to droop and he rests his head on top of her's and starts to drift off.
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Post by Ishararain on Jan 30, 2017 15:51:35 GMT
Ishararain Her ears twitched a little as he spoke, Yes, that sounds fun. Ishara smiled as she allowed the tiredness to drape over her and envelope her in its embrace. As her head started to fall toward the ground she felt the softness and the warmth of the black tom's shoulder beneath it and she smiled as she felt herself drift off to sleep, her purring renewed though in a more muted tone. As she drifted in the world of dreams she barely noticed when the tom put his own head on hers. As the warmth of sunhigh fell over them, Ishararain smiled and felt her eyes start to flutter open. Yawning, Isha woke and looked toward Whitewhisker. She didn't think she could get attached to another cat so quickly but somehow, that tom had succeeded in gaining her attentions. A new path was started before her and Ishararain was beginning to be ready for such. 155 words | Bolt | notes Awwww! Sorry it took so long for me to reply again but for the past couple weeks I've been at my moms and she doesn't have wifi and I used up pretty much all my mobile data while I was there |
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