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Anna slowly rose to look out over her group. She was proud.
“Ok, everyone here? I dont really care. Let us get to business, shall we?” She called. “Who here has anything they need to say, any questions they need to ask?”
Lara swished her tail. “Do you have a plan?”
“Of course not. I’m not the leader. Someone has to start these meeting, though, and I dont see anyone else doing it.” Anna picked up her chin. “What about you? “
Peach flicked her tail. “Just tell us what to do,” she mumbled.
“Well, I don’t really have one either.” Honey smiled sheepishly.
“Aside from not dying, obviously.” Rosi snorted.
Lara narrowed her eyes, restraining herself from rolling them. “If you want to act like a leader, you ought to learn how to lead.”
Sketch flicked an ear, bored. He rolled onto his back, under the canopy of the dense oak trees. He’d been told to go ‘outside and hunt or something’ (when he’d been annoying some of the higher class cats — snobs, in his opinion), but… truthfully, he didn’t know how to hunt. He’d been preparing for battle all his life, and all his food had been brought to him… so… here he was. Sketch recalled that his mother had tried to teach him when he was younger, but he hadn’t been paying attention. He remembered that a really pretty she-cat had visited the mansion that day, so he’d been a little distracted. Either way, now here he was. He slipped into his battle crouch, hoping it was the same — more or less — as a hunting crouch. His legs ached. How long was he supposed to wait for a mouse or something to come around again? He snorted. Forget it.
Honey padded out of the small meeting area, looking around for that tom they had sent out. What was his name again?
“Uhhhh Skittle? Skewer? What was it, something like doodle… oh. Oh Sketch! Sketch are you out her-.” She Spotted the tom in a battle crouch completely still.
But she didn’t smell anything in front of him.
“What… are you doing?”
Crystal smiled, acutely aware of why. Her coat alsmot glimmered as her eyes scanned him.
“That tom can barely control his temper. I doubt he can hunt, too.” Knowing she would be asked why she was outside, her eyes glanced up. “Indigo says I can go around looking for unloyal scum.” She boasted. Indigo hadn’t really said that, but it would be no surprise if he had.
(I imagine her with a British accent oml)
Sketch’s hackles slowly started to rise as embarrassment flooded through his blood. He stood up abruptly, whipping around to Crystal, drawing his lips back in a snarl. “Your father probably sent you out because he knew you were useless around him and his colleagues, and couldn’t do anything important.”
He glared at Honey. “And what are you staring at?”
“Dont you think Indigo would disown me if I was worth nothing? I wouldn’t be the least but suprised if he left his power to me.” Crystal sat, her tail elegantly placed over her paws.
“Yeah, right.” Sketch muttered. “I’m more likely to become the next leader,” He boasted. “I’m like a son to Indigo… He even told me that once.”
Okay, that wasn’t true, but sometimes you have to stretch the truth to be respected, right?
“He told you?” Crystal laughed, raising her chin. “The whole of Yindwa knows I’m basically his daughter. And I’ve barely heard him utter your name!” Crystal poked a claw at the diamond around her neck. “And we BOTH know he’ll take my word over yours, so right now it’s best you keep your claws to yourself.”
He growled deep in his throat, turning his head away from Crystal, and noticed the she-cat that had been so rude to him (Honey) trying to slip away. “Hey! Where are you going?” He snapped.
Honey flattened her ears.
“Apparently watching a prissy tom not want to get his paws dirty.” She growled under her breath. “I was just going to offer help! You weren’t in a hunting crouch, and you weren’t even near any prey!”
Wait, did she say Indigo. As in she works for him?! Mousedung!
“But, I, Uh, better get going. Not my place to tell others what to do!” She quickly turned and tried to casually trot away.
(I’ll just respond here)
Honey stopped abruptly as the tom called her back.
“Home!” She smiled wide, her eyes not quite meeting the two cats.
He stepped closer, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. “Where is home, exactly?”
From a young age, Sketch had been trained to be alert for cats who could be part of the Starry Skies. It could be anyone, his mother had said. Anyone. And he hadn’t seen this cat before, so… she was a suspect.
Honey narrowed her eyes.
“Why would I tell a random tom out in the woods?” Honey’s fur bristled with frustration.
I just want to get back to Rosi! I don’t need this tom following me.
“I’m not random.” Sketch lifted his head. “I’m a personal consultant to Indigo. I live in his mansion. So, if anything, you should be bowing down to me.”
(stuck-up much 😛 )
Honey smirked, turning up her nose. Honey had to bite back a retort, as it would reveal where her loyalities lie.
“That’s re-really… c-cool. Yeah, cool. Yeah, invite me sometime or something, but bye now.” She mumbled, padding off.
Wisp quietly noted everything around her. She huddled herself together, hoping to disappear. All the others were loud.
She looked up, round eyes watching their “leader”, a few sassy she cats, and a tom. She hoped none of them approached her.
(now somebody approach her 😛 )
Rosi let out a annoyed huff and turned around, bored. She saw a she-cat huddled in the corner.
“Hey! What are you doing? You’re supposed to be helping us!” Rosi puffed out her fluffy coat in a weak attempt to seem bigger.
Wisp squealed, startled. “I-I’m sorry,” she murmured. “I’ll get right to it.”
She got up, only to find she had no idea what she was supposed to do.
“Um… Miss… what am supposed to be doing?” She asked timidly.
Lara gave Rosi a sharp glare. “She can’t help if she doesn’t know what she’s supposed to be doing. She’s new.”
“Aren’t we all?!” Rosi snapped, before taking a deep breath.
“But, we just need a plan. Though I’m a bit confused as well.”
“Well, for starters,” Lara began, not getting into the fact that she was raised into the Starry Skies, “We can’t just barge in on Indigo. We’ve tried that — quite a few times — before, and it never works. We need to destroy his power from the inside.”
“So… like a spy?” Rosi tilted her head, trying to think which one of these cats would work best.
(
we need a spy on the inside, that’s right herCULES MULLI-Hazel shoved her way into the group of cats. “So, what can we do?” she asked, turning her dark blue gaze on the Lara.
“First of all,” she meowed, getting more confident with each word, “We need to find a cat that Indigo and his cats wouldn’t recognize. And yes, Rosi, like a spy.”
(HERCULES MULLIGAN I NEED NO INTRODUCTION WHEN YOU KNOCK ME DOWN I GET THE H*CK BACK UP AGAIN)
Moonlight was sitting apart from the others. She narrowed her eyes, an unreadable expression on her face. She dug her claws into the ground.
Sighing, she curled her tail around her sienna paws, her navy eye flashing impatiently.
(everyone join the Starry Skies Wiki! https://starryskiesroleplay.wikia.com/wiki/Starry_Skies_Roleplay_Wiki )
As quietly as she could, Violet slipped into the meeting place. She hoped that no one had noticed that she was late. She had been exploring, which was not allowed because of the fear of discovery. Rosi and Lara were talking, so hopefully that would distract everyone…
Wisp, a bit freaked out by the other louder cats, creeped away from them. She saw another she cat come in, and decided to give her a chance. Padding over, she put on a fearful smile.
“H-Hi,” she stuttered quietly. “I’m Wisp.”
Busted.
Violet sighed in annoyance, but figured that there was a small chance that she could talk this cat out of turning her in.
“Hello,” she said, attempting to sound friendly. “You’re Wisp, right?”
Wisp nodded, wondering if she annoyed this cat. She sat down, curling her tail protectively over her paws, unaware of a set of eyes watching her.
“A-and you are?”
Violet sat down next to Wisp. “Violet. Nice to meet you.”
She glanced over her shoulder at the other cats. “What are they up to?”
“So, which cat do we send to spy?” Hazel meowed, making herself a part of the discussion.
“Someone with a naturally quiet and shy personality. The others won’t even know they’re there.” Peach glanced towards Wisp, walking towards another outsider.
Lara slid her gaze thoughtfully towards Wisp, knowing what Peach was getting at. “I don’t know…” She meowed. “Won’t they need to be able to fight their way out, need be?”
Peach shrugged. “Not if they don’t get caught, I should think.”
“True,” Rosi swished her tail, also gazing towards Wisp. “Wisp might work well, but surely we can’t force her into doing this?”
“Convince,” the smokey-gray she-cat meowed smoothly. “Not force.”
“So, which one of us will convince her?” Hazel asked.
“Who knows her the best?” Lara murmured.
Hazel shrugged. “How should I know?”
Rip, I think the the RP’s dead 🙁
oof I miss when the tests were blowing up
Same…
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