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Post by Razor on Apr 10, 2012 18:13:42 GMT -5
Myles traversed the road in search of a possible place to break into. He had to find somewhere to stay overnight. Only problem was there was hardly ever a place to stay that didn't already have a cat staying there. He didn't feel like putting up with anything, so he was searching for a spot free of cats. But that was difficult. "Things don't ever get any easier." he growled. Myles came to a stop and sighed. He looked over into the forest near the backyards of the houses. "No." he continued walking around still trying to find an option.
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Post by rivaxorus on Apr 11, 2012 5:19:22 GMT -5
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The calico had been walking for some time now, and it hadn't been much fun to talk about either. Her shoulder was itching, although she had escaped infection by rolling her tongue over it a few times every night, it was the fact she had gotten the shoulder torn trying to run from a dog the other night. Then, tonight, it was going to rain and she couldn't find any shelter, let alone sneak into a two legged's house to spend the night. It had just been one bad turn after another, ever since she had lost her way back home, the memory of her family was the only thing she had left. Never to make up with them ever, she was just satisfied to know, that her faith had kept her going. More then over that though, she was in trouble if she didn't find shelter for the night, because of her wound, she was limping and wouldn't be able to be up for a fight.
Riv spotted another cat, a tom no less not far off, probably looking for a place to stay as well. Although, he could have been hostile, so she attempted to hide behind a lamp post. Her Calico colored easier to see in the dark, even more so then in the day. Her green eyes flickered as she watched the tom. She could smell the rain, if she didn't find a place to stay soon, then she would be in trouble of freezing to death, or even never being able to use her front right leg again because of the wound. Perhaps the rain would actually clear it out though, if she had any luck that was.
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Post by Razor on Apr 11, 2012 9:20:40 GMT -5
Myles turned his head. He gazed around, spotting a bright colored cat hiding. "You're going to want to be more stealthy than that." he called out narrowing his eyes. Was he being stalked? If so this was going to end real badly for the other cat. Myles proceeded to start towards the cat flexing his claws out. "And what are you doing out on such a lovely night like this?" he asked growling.
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Post by rivaxorus on Apr 11, 2012 21:29:57 GMT -5
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Rivaxorus pulled her ears back and backed down, holding her tail close at hand with the little flick at the end of her tail. The calico heard the hissing in his voice, this was not a good situation to be in. It wasn't like she was trying to steal his spot to sleep, and she knew how to fight, but she was respecting the dibs of a cat, so if he wanted her to go the other way, she would, even though, it would be rather cold rainy night tonight. "Not my fault I was born with this coat, and it's not much of a lovely night when I'm just trying to find shelter for the night, so I don't freeze to death."
She was being as modest as she could be. Keeping her tone of voice neutral, not annoyed, not smartass, and most certainly not hostile. Rivaxorus was hoping to get out with a fight, although if he pushed him too far, her leader like personality would snap into play to show him some fun facts.
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