Infection Role-playing

First topic message reminder :

Here you can create a character and join the united cats against the zombie-cats!

Just create a character like so:

Name: (Flamefur)
Appereance: (Ginger cat, white paws)
Personality: (Hot temper,Brave)
Skills and talents: (Can fight well,strong)

and then join the apocalypse!

(You are allowed to become a zombie...)

Rules are the same as the entire forum rules!

Its the lake area by the way, not the original area.

Name-Nightwish
Appearence- black tom with green eyes
Personality- he'd be a good leader, brave
Skills and talents- strong, blends in with shadows, fast


Name-Stormpaw
Appearence-dark gray she-cat with amber eyes and a torn ear
Personality-young loyal kind and a wise apprentice
Skills and talents-can avoid lightning

Name: Leopardface
Appearence: Small golden she-cat with back spots and has green eyes.
Personality:Brave,smart, great hunter, sweet, loving
Skills and Talents: AWESOME Hunter, fast runner, climbs like a squirrlel!

Name: Stripedspirit
Appearance: white tabby she-cat with dark green eyes. her tabby stripes are unusually ginger.
Personality: very hyper, but gets worried too easily. falls into paranoia a lot.
Skills and Talents: skilled fighter and prey hunter, has good accidental talents for giving other cats haircuts.


Name: Holyblaze
Appereance: Silvery gray she-cat with very dark green eyes.
Personality: Mysterious and quick
Skills and talents: Has the ability to easily unnerve others. Has her own way of fighting.

Name: Duskfeather
Appereance: Dark-grey tom with whispy silver markings like feathers dappled across his pelt. Bright black eyes rimmed with amber, the amber only a thin line.
Personality: Quiet. Sometimes seen muttering bits of stories to himself, or staring at the sky, and squeamish about drawing blood from an enemy.
Skills and talents: Generally better at giving orders or being backup, but still takes pride in leading an attack force.


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"I'll carry Leopardface." Nightwish meowed as he lifted Leopardface onto his back.

Stripedspirit grunted. "I'll help. But only so people don't hate me, nothing else." She glared around before assisting Nightwish.

Fennecheart whimpered then crawled in between Stripedspirit and Nightwish. He stood up and winced under Leopardface's weight. "Geez, girl! You're heavy!" he luaghed.

Leopardface grunted "Only because one cat kept forcing me to eat so I would be ready for the zombies!" she weezed.

"Who?" Fennecheart asked as they started to carry her across the field of zombies.

Holyblaze lingered behind the three of them, alert for any signs of danger.

"We'll have to find something to burn all the corpses with," Stripedspirit pointed out. Or else they can re-assemble if someone knows the right way to do it. Does anyone know where we can get a fire-starter or some sort? We can take Leopardface over to that damp fallen log; it's not easy to catch fire and provides good shelter."

Fennecheart squirmed out from under Leopardface. He turned to face Stripedspirit. "Are you kidding me? The time we spend trying to make a fire will make a big difference in surviving and the fire will attract more zombies." Fennecheart surprised himself because, usually, he was giant goofball. His whiskers quivered and his ears slowly sloped to a forty degree angle. "Are you ready to go, fluff-faces?" he teased.

Flamefur kept walking through the woods with a pounding headache and a stinging pain in his body. He felt sick and tired. He had been bitten and he needed to get as far away from the others as possible...
Suddenly a stabbing pain in his chest made him fall to the ground. This was it... He prayed to Starclan to keep the others safe and then... silence. His legs started twitching...

Pain...

He tried to get up but failed...

Food...

He managed to stumble up and swayed on the spot for a second.

Food... Cats... Brains... Hunger... Pain...

He turned and started limping towards the survivors to fill his insatable hunger...

Nightwish padded through the woods in search of wood, food, shelter, and a nearby source of water. Nearby, a rabbit was munching on a clump of grass. He got into the hunter's crouch and slowly stalked up to it. Only a few more mouselengths... he thought as he approached the rabbit. Crunch! The rabbit pricked it's ears and ran off and hopped into a rabbit hole. "Mousedung!" he hissed to himself. Wait.. That wasn't me! He slowly turned his head around to see Flamefur behind him. "Flamefur! You came back!" he meowed joyfully. Then he realized something was different. "Flamefur? Are you ok?" Flamefur was slowly walked towad him and then the true hit him. Flamefur was a zombie. Tears streamed down his cheek to see his friend like this. "Flamefur.... you can't be.." He ran off into the woods not wanting to hurt his friend.

Flamefur saw Nightwish and paused for a moment. But then his hunger took over him and he ran after Nightwish and gave chase.

Nightwish pelted through the woods, hoping Flamefur wasn't chasing him. Why does it have to be Flamefur! he though as he ran. He jumped over a fallen log and a small stream and he turned around to see Flamefur running after him. "Oh no..." he murmured to himself. He realized that he was leading him toward the others and he turned to go away from them to protect them. Soon, he crossed the scent markers and he wasn't in clan territory. His pace slowed as he tripped on brambles and other plants. Soon he found a narrow path and ran on it to gain speed. Soon there were two rock walls on either side of him but he didn't stop to think about it. I won't hurt Flamefur. The walls came closer together as he ran further, leaveing a narrow pathway. It was too late, he realized, as he came to a dead end. It was too steep and high to climb and there was no other way out. More tears streamed down his cheek as he unsheathed his claws and turned toward Flamefur.

Stripedspirit sighed. "Have it your way, Fennecface." (that was a bad insult... ah well. ) Suddenly, the sound and smell of a cat could be heard. It raced through the trees and the leaves rustled a little. "Who's there?" Stripedspirit asked, her eyes narrowing. There was no zombie smell, until another cat raced by, further off though, so it couldn't smell them. "Guys, we got some more live zombies on the loose. We have to find shelter and destroy its body." ~Stripedspirit doesn't know Nightwish or Flamefur~

Fennecheart turned his head. His ears had picked up a faint sound of rustling leaves. He turned his whole body and caught a glimpse of Nightwish's ragged fur. He also saw Flamefur running with her. "Hey! Guys.. ermm... gals.. Anyway, it's Flamefure and-!" He stopped short. As the two cats neared, he saw the hunger in Flamefur's eyes and realized they weren't running together. Flamefur was chasing Nightwish and he was a zombie. "Guys- uh, girls. Run."

"I don't think they've seen us yet," Stripedspirit whispered, bunching up her haunches. "Should we just let Flamefur get Nightwish so we could get away?" But she thought for a moment. Companionship was more important than she thought.
"We can't run away. We have to go back for Nightwish. That would be sort of against the code of behaviour for a warrior, too."

"Really? When you wanted to leave us a few minutes ago?" Fennecheart spat out bitterly, still angry at the she-cat's earlier insult. "I don't know about you, but I am staying with Leopardface." He turned back to Leopardface. "You guys help her. I'll stay."

"Good idea, actually," Stripedspirit replied coolly, not wanting to admit her bubble had burst. "I'm going to help Nightwish. If I get eaten, well, have a nice time Fennecheart."
Stripedspirit began to trace the trail the two cats had left, when she was suddenly aware of something else moving in the tree line. She turned and sprinted back to the other cats.
"I think we might have another enemy in these woods," she noted nervously. "Is it a... fox?"

"Oh! Don't be such a whining kitten!" Fennecheart teased. "Are you afraid of a fox? You just fought a zombie army!" He pushed her flank, urging her into the forest.

"Okay, thanks," Stripedspirit said, locking eyes with her "sworn enemy" for a second. Then she stalked the fox, aware that it could smell the injured cats. Foxes never really attacked cats, but if they were pesky and stealing their prey, they would kill. The fox made its first move, pouncing on Stripedspirit's weak spot, her aching leg. She countered and dodged. "uh.. help please?"

"Uh? Why did you pick a fight with it? You gotta help NIGHTWISH!!!" he hissed.

"It came first," Stripedspirit argued. Suddenly thinking of a plan, she said "I'm going to lead it to Flamefur and Nightwish. If I can get it to fight Flamefur and claw him up, then I could probably save Nightwish. It's bad enough we can't save Flamefur, but I won't lose Nightwish to another zombie."

"And get another enemy. GO!" He shouldered her flank and she got pushed into the forest.

Flamefur knew he had cornered this cat to a dead end. He could smell its fear.

Food...

He was about to pounce when he heard a shout and then a growl.

Enemy... Fox...

He turned back towards the cat and pounced ready to feast on his meal.

Fennecheart licked Leopardface's cheek.