Open The Farm Backwritten Barn Cat Never shall I gaze upon a blazing Troy || Barn kitsitting

[Bluebirdkit]

ʚBLUEBIRDɞ

NEVER WOULD I YIELD TO SUCH A FATE

Bluebird stalked towards her prey silently, completely sure that she was unnoticed. The furry creature in front of her twitched a little bit, but did not scurry away. She had decided she was close enough and crouched low into a hunting position, ready to pounce.

Her brother was outside stretching his legs and their mother was watching him not get lost. Bluebird stayed inside, she wanted to practice hunting instead, finding no interest in running aimlessly through the grass. No, she was going to be the best mouse hunter around and she knew it.

Bluebird unsheathed her tiny dull claws and pounced, her paws meeting her target - the grey and white fur of her prey. "Gotcha!" she exclaimed as she held onto Ripple's tail, the perfect prey for a small kitten like her. "Bet you didn't see that coming!" Still she did not let go of Ripple's tail, held onto it like a tick, playing with the long fur and nibbling on the end.

OOC: Pinging @GOLDENROAR @Ripplemist, but anyone is free to join​

 

[Ripplemist]

RIPPLE
HE/HIM
?? MOONS
BARN CAT
SPEECH | THOUGHTS | SPRIGHTLY | PHYSICAL

PENNED BY PLOT

Ripple had definitely been flicking his tail on purpose for the little kit. While he'd usually be out in the field with her brother, watching as the boy raced around, today he'd been asked to watch over Bluebird.

He liked to hang out with the kits - they were funny and energetic and adorable. So when he'd noticed Bluebird stalking things, he's turned away for a moment and started to randomly twitch his tail.

He did not anticipate tiny claws digging into his tail, nor Bluebird's fervor in hanging on.

"Oh no!" he yowled dramatically. "My poor tail, it's being eaten!" He looked over to Goldy before yelling again.

"Help, Goldy! I'm not going to survive!" His eyes glimmered with mirth, daring the handsome tom to join in their game.

​

OOC: @GOLDENROAR

 

[Weaselchirp Weaselchirp]

I'm a young soul in this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit 'bout what is true and fake
But why all this hate? Try to communicate
Finding trust and love is not always easy to make

.

Weasel popped her head up, wide orange eyes gleaming at the sight of her brother tangled up with young Bluebird. A bubbling laugh slipped from her maw, bright and delighted. " Quick, brother! Think fast, for sharp teeth and a terrible beast have you in their clutches! " she declared, tail lifting as if the drama itself held it up. " Must you go through life tailless now? No, no, that simply will not do! My brother needs his tail. I shall protect it! "

She skipped closer in an almost dance-like trot, paws light upon the earth, as though the ground itself hummed beneath her. Then she froze, eyes widening even further. " Ah... That fearsome gaze! I cannot come any closer! " she gasped, whiskers trembling in theatrical horror before her mouth twitched with laughter again. " If only someone strong and capable was around to help too. " she spoke, eyes lingering on Goldy for a moment with a twitch of her skrunkly whiskers.

Speech, thoughts/emphasis

71 MOONS

𖧧

WINDCLANNER

𖧧

SONG

𖧧

bio