Rise of the Alley Cats

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Name: Bubbles
Gender: female
Age: around 7 moons
Description: short, slender, silver she-cat with strange silver bubble-like markings on her pelt.
Eye Color: Bright, bubbly blue.
Personality: Sweet, kind, caring, easily swayed, friendly, always helps a cat in need.

Name: Splash
Gender: Female
Age: Around 7 moons.
Description: Tall, lean light silver tortishell she-cat with a torn ear.
Eye color: Blue
Personality: Rude, fiery, fierce, opposite of her sister Bubbles.

Name: Dusk
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Description: Black she-cat with silver streaks in her fur.
Eye color: Flood water-blue.
Personality: Caring for her two daughters (Bubbles and Splash), fierce, loving, distant at times, rude, had mood swings.

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Falcon padded away from Venom. THe other cats had stopped chasing her. She leaped onto a trash can and dug through it. She found a half-eaten chicken wing. Falcon grabbed it in her jaws and jumped down. She settled down in a corner and gnawed on the wing.

Mace left the park and went out. She spot a cat gnawing on a half-eaten chicken wing. Should I fight her for it? she thought. Then, Mace shook her head. No, it's not worth it. Sighing, she headed for the butcher's shop. All the meat in there was definatly worth the stress. The large, beefy twoleg was gone at the moment. Perfect. Mace went in and swiftly stole a large porkchop to take to her den. Once she came back to her den, she started to nibble hungrily at the porkchop.

As Falcon gnawed the wing, she saw a cat padding along. The cat glanced at her then kept padding on. Falcon eyed the cat suspiciously. As the cat went out of sight, Falcon stood up, stretched and bounded off the other direction.

Mace ate a quarter of the gigantic porkchop, and decided to store the rest. The butcher's shop was a great source of food, she decided. Next time I'll grab a link of sausages Thought Mace. She's being fed like this while other cats are digging through trash heaps. Maybe I should share some? Mace wondered. This was the first time she thought of sharing. Mace's mind whirled towards the cat gnawing on a half-eaten chicken wing. that won't fill her, she thought, as Mace cut off another quarter of the porkchop.

Carrying the porkchop, Mace walked out of her den. She had hid the rest of it so that no one would smell it. Once she arrived at the spot, there was nobody there. The bones of the chicken wings were lying on the ground. Mace sighed. She must have gone another direction. she thought. She tracked the scent until Mace found a dark alley.

Falcon bounded into a dark alley. She bounded up onto a trash can and started to dig through it. She looked up. The cat that she just saw was there. "Why are you following me?" she asked quitely, but politetly.

"Tell me, wasn't that chicken wing a little...less for a starving cat like you?" Mace mewed, dropping her porkchop. "I thought it was a little...selfish for me to be well fed like this." Now, she kicked the porkchop to the cat's feet. "If you're not hungry, save this for next time. If you want more, the twoleg butcher's shop is just around the corner. Perhaps we could...Chat a bit more? Name's Mace, by the way." Mace needed a friend, and that was final.

Falcon stared at Mace. Finally she mewed, "Thank you." She smiled. "I hope we can be the best of friends."

Doveshine wrote:"Tell me, wasn't that chicken wing a little...less for a starving cat like you?" Mace mewed, dropping her porkchop. "I thought it was a little...selfish for me to be well fed like this." Now, she kicked the porkchop to the cat's feet. "If you're not hungry, save this for next time. If you want more, the twoleg butcher's shop is just around the corner. Perhaps we could...Chat a bit more? Name's Mace, by the way." Mace needed a friend, and that was final.

Doveshine, NO cat is well fed. The alleys are basically empty because people have been burning all the trash/leftovers, so cats and dogs are going at eachother's throat for food.. >.>

~uh...It was meat from the butcher's shop, not trash :3~

~That's why I said leftovers, because most of the time, people tend to fee stray dogs instead of mangy (No offence stray cats xD) cats that run around on the street. But Nobody is well fed, it's the point of the RP basically. >.> ~~

Bubbles crawled out the box she and her mother were sheltering. Her mother, Dusk, had been ill looking lately and Bubbles was worried; what if he mother had been hurt? She had checked again and again, but her mother was un harmed. Maybe she was mentally injured. But Bubbles was scared, she didn't know her way around, or how to provide food, so would they both starve alone in the little box?

Mace nodded, smiling with happiness. "I cannot linger here long. Night is falling upon us." She mewed. "I live at the park, in a tiny hollow log. Bye now!" As she left, she thought of the butcher's shop. She knew that if the butcher were there, it would never give her anything. I won't be that well fed then, she thought sadly. I'll have to hunt.

Mace had collected straps of twoleg furry stuff (velvet) and twoleg fur for her den. It was very comfortable. She wanted to collect twoleg "pillows", but did not dare go to the dump again. Not because of the cat, because of the dog. Mace shuddered. She had barely defeated that dog, but the fight was rather...fun. Mace pushed that thought out of her mind, and drifted to sleep.

"Dusk? Bubbles? Are you alive?" Venom asked. He looked around and saw Bubbles. "Bubbles! You're alive!" he purred, nuzzling his daughter, than he saw Dusk. "Dusk. I'm sorry about everything I've been doing wrong. I miss you. If you don't want me back, I understand, but I would be happy if you did."

Dusk looked up at Venom, her murky blue eyes glazed over and empty. She stared at him blankly, her stare hollow.

"Venom!" Bubbles cried, pressing her face against her fathers fur.
"It was terrible!
Mother won't do anything anymore.
Splash is dead,
And there's no way back to the dumps! I checked, they are all blocked off!" she sobbed hysterically. She began to hiccup loudly in-between her sobbing.

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Falcon leaped to her feet. She had heard a barking noise. A dog rounded the corner and advancd on her. She hissed and unsheathed her claws. The dog barked ferociously and attacked. Falcon dodged and slashed the dog's flank. The dog turned and bit her collar. She yelped and struggled to pull away. Falcon pulled harder and she came loose. The dog growled and came closer. Falcon squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the pain. It never came. She was bewildered. What happened? She thought.

Name: Sun burn (sun)
Gender: She Cat
Age: 19 moons
Description: A strange short haired tabby with no stripes,has a orange coat and light brown highlights in her paws,face,up her hind legs and down her tail. She has deep amber eyes and a sleek body structure. If you look at her shoulder closely enough you will see a light tan heartish shape.
Eye Color: Deep amber with a slight tint of green
Personality: Brave, queit, dislikes darkness, admires sunlight and wamth, kind once you get to know her and loyal.
Other: The lost sister of Link, she never knew Link was her brother but Link does.

Name: Link
Gender: Tom
Age: 20 moons
Description: strong and well shaped, has a brown short coat with a black face and paws. his eyes are hardly visable for their colour.
Eye Color: Dark grey, looks like he has no eyes from a distance.
Personality: Brave, strong, funny, kind, loyal and shy around she cats
Other: He is the brother of Sun Burn but she never knew that, only link did.




thnx doveshine

Falcon leaped to her feet. Something had happened but she didn't know what. She was padding along a dark alley when she ran into two cats. One was a short-haired tabby while the other was a brown tom. She mewed apologetically, "Sorry about that."

"Shhhhh, it's okay, Bubbles. It'll be okay... Daddy chased off the dog." Venom whispered, laying down beside her, cradling her. "Let me try to talk to your mother... It will all be okay..."

Name: Ghost
Gender: Male
Age: 27 moons
Description: A short-furred, battle-scarred white tom with thick muscles.
Eye Color: ghostly pale green
Personality: mysterious, quiet, intelligent, gruff.
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~Accepted!~

Bubbles nodded, sitting down.
"She just won't do anything. Maybe she hit her head hard." Bubbles mewed quietly. She stared at her mother.

Dusk sat stiffly, her gaze blank and empty.

A bulky white streak could be seen as a scar-covered cat seemed to float into view. His gaze was a ghostly pale green that sent chills up the spines of many. "What happened here?" his gruff meow sounded softly. Ghost narrowed his eyes and looked at the cats warily with a hint of curiosity.

"Dusk. Please talk. I don't want you to stay this way. I-" he inhaled deeply, and shuddered it out, "Still love you. Please, stay with me this time. I know I messed up and I want to make up for it. "

~She should forgive him and they could have more kits... :O Just spitballing X3~

Hawk screeched in terror as the dog chased him. Hawk weaved around and round. Hawk leaped in the air landing on the dog squarely. Hawk hooked his claws into the dog, it bucked and kicked. Hawk was thrown off and landed with a thump against a building. The dog was about to kill him but a twoleg snatched him. Hawk layed stiff and limp. Was he going to die?

Falcon backed away from the two cats and ran into another alley. This time, she saw a dark brown shape lying on the ground. She padded over to it. It was a cat! SHe mewd hurridly, "I'll help you."