Ollie fluffed up in alarm when he spotted the older cat, backing up
in response to him getting closer.'Oh no! What do I do??'He
panicked, more out of nervousness than anything; the only cats he
knew around there were his own kin, not knowing about the wild cats
that inhabited the area. The only thing he could think of was to
squeak, quickly dashing out of the bush in the opposite direction
of the unfamiliar cat.
- chill guys while typing this like 5 more posts come up lma o -
"Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out alive."
"The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people
will insist on coming along and putting things in it."
"Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday."
"A day without sunshine is like, you know, night."
- then ya should combine 'don't be OP' and 'no bunnying' into one
rule which would be 'no godmodding (ex: can't get hurt/avoid
dying/taking control of someone's character)'. just a suggestion
tho :u -
"Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out alive."
"The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people
will insist on coming along and putting things in it."
"Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday."
"A day without sunshine is like, you know, night."
Ollie stopped running after he felt like he had gotten far from the
cat that had spotted him, feeling exhausted already due to his lack
of movement the past few days.'Well, I guess that decision was made
for me... I guess I can get something to eat now...'
"Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out alive."
"The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people
will insist on coming along and putting things in it."
"Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday."
"A day without sunshine is like, you know, night."
Foxstep stood up from the rock and eyed the fresh kill pile."Hmm,
it might need some more..." She glanced around to see if any
warrior was up for a hunting patrol. "Guess I have to do it
myself." She shrugged and walked out of camp after seeing that the
other Warriors were busy or had something to do.
Doublepaw ran to where everyone was (she was going there anyways)
and looked at the fresh kill pile, licking her lips. She pounced at
it, and fell right into the middle of it.
Foxstep sniffed the air and caught wind of a unrecognizable
scent."an intruder?" she sniffed the air again and leaped through
the undergrowth. Foxstep sniffed the air again and twitched in a
confused matter."Oakpaw?" she rounded a corner and spotted
Oakpaw."Oakpaw what's going on?"