Cats. Four of'em. [kitten/stella/nevermore]

[Chaiin-Liink]

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[atrb=background,http://i854.photobucket.com/albums/ab104/tygre9000/Characterzzz/Tarantulatablemiddle.png] Tis me moving. 'Tis me thinking.' "Tis me talking." "Seul." She spoke with a noticeably fake French accent. She was never one to try and speak another language, but being bored all the time can get pretty boring. Tarantula stared out into the jungle. At this time she was alone. There were no cats nearby, at least that she knew of. She had just eaten, and, unless it was a bird, she'd almost never kill an animal just for fun. She lied down right where she was, still staring into the jungle. For a moment she flashed back to the days with her dad. He had tried to turn her into a mirror image of her mother, who she had never met. For a split second, she thought she tasted his warm crimson blood in her mouth. Killing him was one of the best things she had ever done. By doing so, she became free. Free to live her life without being watched over constantly. Free to become someone else, not her mother. At last she blinked and looked else where. She sighed and glanced around at her surroundings. Shade of brown and green where all she saw. No animals in sight. She closed her eyes for a minute. She then lifted her head and let out a short, sad hiss. Maybe someone would hear her, someone to keep her company? Either that or a huge, mean, dangerous animal that wanted to kill her and eat her for an early morning snack. Either would be fine in Tarantula's eyes, but she'd rather have the company...

[K!tten]

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[atrb=background,http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx34/Kitten_Lovour/Bijouxtablemiddle.png] Actions "Speech." 'Thoughts.' Bijoux let out a small squeal of excitement as she leaped into the air after a bird. She loved the jungle and all the fun it provided. There were birds and rodents to chase, water to splash in and trees to climb. To Bijoux, it was heaven. She leaped once more, narrowly missing the flying creature once again. She fell to the forest floor with a loud thud. She looked up and watched as the feathery animal fluttered away to safety. "I'll have you next time you stupid bird!" She growled playfully. As if it understood her, the bird let out a loud screech an took off into the dense trees. Bijoux sat and waited for something more to happen. She glanced around at the surrounding jungle. She loved that it wasn't bright or colorful. She never really knew why she hated bright colors, she just always has... "Seul." A quiet voice sounded out above the silence. Maybe it was another cat? Bijoux wasn't exactly exited at the idea of another cat ruining her fun, but her curiosity got the better of her, and she started off to look for the source of the voice. She stopped after a few steps. Why doesn't she think these thing through? What if it was at big cat, one much bigger than her? It would surely attack, kill,and maybe even eat her. Eh. Bijoux was never really one to care about those kinds of things, why start now? She started off once again towards the voice. She pranced through the trees, eyes scanning every one of them. She hadn't been looking long when a single tree caught her attention. She couldn't tell what it was, but there was something about this tree that made her stop. She looked over the tree with steady eyes. They finally stopped on what was a... lump of spots? Confused, Bijoux slowly started to climb the tree. As she got closer, she realized the lump was a feline, and a very small one at that. She stopped and sat on a branch not far from the one the other cat was lying on. She waited a few second to see if the cat would respond to her being there, but nothing happened. She turned and stared into the direction the other cat was. "While wondering through the forest, a small spotted feline is not something one would expect to find." She said softly. "But I'm not one to speak. Seeing a golden cat prancing through the jungle isn't an everyday sight either." She looked over at the cat, waiting for a response.

[:33<*Stella*>]

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[atrb=background,http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx34/Kitten_Lovour/violettatablemiddle.png] Actions "Speech." 'Thoughts.' "Nothing." Violetta climbed out of the small hole. She'd been looking for an occupied hole all day. If there's an animal living in it, it must have some food stashed away too, right? She'd be gaining three things at once: meat, berries, and a pre-warmed hole to sleep in for the night. It was the 'purrfect" deal to her. She continued on through the jungle, looking across the ground for and openings. "Pawsibly..." She said to herself. She was always using words like that, ones that included something about cats. "Look at me! Stalking to myself like this. Again!" She shook her head and looked around. Today was an unusually boring day.Nothing to chase, track, or talk to. Just as the thought crossed her mind, she heard a small squeal. And right after, another. But after the second one, there was a hard thud. ["I'll have you next time you stupid bird!"] It sounded like a cat, and one bigger than she was. Then again, most things she found were as big or bigger than she was. She was a very small cat. She crouched down and stalked forward to peer through a bush. It WAS a cat, and it WAS bigger than she was. She looked in the direction it was looking, at a small bird. Violetta though about going after the bird, just to show off, but before she could act it flew away. The cat jerked it's head in another direction. Violetta looked the same way, but saw nothing. The other cat bounded off the way to was looking, and Violetta followed. She stayed close behind the cat, but not close enough for it to catch her scent. When the cat stopped, so did she. She watched it as it climbed a tree. At the top: another cat. TWO?! Wow.. so many friends to make!! ["While wondering through the forest, a small spotted feline is not something one would expect to find. But I'm not one to speak. Seeing a golden cat prancing through the jungle isn't an everyday sight either."] At that moment, Violetta came out of the bushes and looked up at the two cats. "What about me?" She shouted. "I'd purrfur not to be left out here." She purred.

[NEVERMORE]

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[atrb=background,http://i56.tinypic.com/2cx9nh0.png] SOREN Free fluttering beat against the wind, sending the winged animal through the thick, humid air of the jungle. It soared aimlessly through and about the low-hanging vines, streaking through the higher of trees. Ruby eyes snapped open with a dark, depressing disgust as the bird zoomed inches by the enticing stare. The feline wheeled back with a certain irritation, eyes narrowing with a harsh hatred. "My. God. Ok, this is why I hate the flying rats." She harshly spat her venom as though to be consulting with nature, ruby stare following the mindless bird's flight into the distance. Soren rose up from her resting area in the tree, leaning forward with a graceful stretch. ".. Hope you get eaten alive by a snake.. Or something." Her words grew low and less of caring as she stretched, sending the relaxed tension of rest from her body for good. But it was never really "gone", was it? ["What about me?" "I'd purrfur not to be left out here."] The words were faint and distant, and the sly feline could already sense they were coming from below. She only let a horribly-dry, fake chuckle take over her darkly-soothing tone. "Haha.. Someone's been bit with the cheesy-cliche bug." Her quiet words on the stressing of the word "prefer" were meant for herself - as speaking to herself was something of common. Soren gracefully descended then, allowing herself to break grip from the wood and land firmly on the ground below. A slight, faint grunt coolly exited her smooth lips as the ground rushed up to meet and support her lithe, flexible paws. The sharp bushes that grew huddled together loosely let the prying ruby eyes to stare through - spots and lithe forms catching her eyes. Cats? Three of them? Just the "lazy" Ocelot's luck. The dark girl only casually averted from the bushes, heading over to a nearby tree and shooting up for a better look at just what she had stumbled on. A branch willingly caught her weight, allowing her a better - and higher - look at what was unfolding below. She wasn't one for level ground, and preferred to put herself in the high seat so she could truly spectate. Soren's voice raised, managing a casual and constant coolness through her raised dark voice to catch their ears. If the two closer below had been trying to stalk the other one, she was about to crash the hunt. "Hey..! You know, if you want to stalk, you've got to do it right." She lightly leaned off the edge of her perch, eyes peering around at the felines. Her voice grew much lower, although managing still to ring around the clearing. ".. So what is this anyway. Forming a fan club?" ---

[Chaiin-Liink]

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[atrb=background,http://i854.photobucket.com/albums/ab104/tygre9000/Characterzzz/Tarantulatablemiddle.png] Tis me moving. 'Tis me thinking.' "Tis me talking." "While wondering through the forest, a small spotted feline is not something one would expect to find. But I'm not one to speak. Seeing a golden cat prancing through the jungle isn't an everyday sight either." Tarantula glanced to in the direction of the voice. It was another cat, and one bigger than she was. She turned her head, getting ready to speak, but before she could another voice broke out. "What about me? I'd purrfur not to be left out here." She turned her attention to the jungle floor. It was a small, brown cat.""Purrfur"? What the hell?" She growled. Just before she finished, a voice from behind her spoke up. "Hey..! You know, if you want to stalk, you've got to do it right. ..So what is this anyway. Forming a fan club?" She turned towards the newest voice. It was another Oncilla, but this one was oddly colored, and it's eyes weren't that big. Tarantula stood up. "Are there anymore cats that want to pop out of nowhere?!" She growled. After a moment of nothing, she sat down glancing around at the three strange cats. She turned towards the golden cat, the first one to appear, then looking down at the small brown one, then the other Oncilla. "May we all have a moment to introduce ourselves?" She, once again, looked at each cat. "I'm Tarantula, and you all are?" She closed her eyes, waiting for answers from each cat.

[K!tten]

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[atrb=background,http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx34/Kitten_Lovour/Bijouxtablemiddle.png] Actions "Speech." 'Thoughts.' Bijoux watched the cat turn towards her. This cat had very large, earthy brown eyes. Bijoux loved the way they looked. She shook her head and readied herself for a response from it, but instead a small voice sounded from below, on the jungle's floor. "What about me? I'd purrfur not to be left out here." The small cat was staring up at them. The cat next to her cursed at the cat, and Bijoux was thinking about doing the same. She opened her mouth, but instead of her own voice, another came out from behind them. '"Stalking"?' She thought. Did this cat really think that her and this cat were stalking the smaller brown one? Bijoux couldn't say the thought wouldn't have crossed her mind sooner or later. Feline blood did taste pretty good... She prepared to speak again the "stalking" bit, but again, was interrupted, but this time by the cat next to her. "Are there anymore cats that want to pop out of nowhere?!" Bijoux had to agreed with the loud cat. She and two other cats came out of nowhere and started talking to her. The cat introduced her self as Tarantula. Bijoux wasn't a big fan of spiders, especially big ones, but as a name it was pretty cool. "Hello Tarantula." She said. "My name is Bijoux." She looked at the other two. "You and the one back there look as if you could be littermates, thought it is obvious you two don't know each other. Are you both the same species?" She asked.