~A Wisp of Sand~ a a desert cat tribe rp

[LavvyTaffy]

Ace yowled for the spite of it.

 

[LilJoe]

"What about it?" Adish pushed.
The Thunderer stroked the hard, flat part of her back.

Willow opened her eyes a looked towards Crimson. She felt partially embarrassed.

 

[Amer]

Willow opened her eyes a looked towards Crimson. She felt partially embarrassed.

Crimson looked away. (I going to bed)

 

[LilJoe]

Crimson looked away. (I going to bed)

Willow rubbed against the Thunderer's trunk as if saying 'Good-bye!'. She limped over to Crimson and sat down in front of him. "Something on your mind?" (Goodnight )

 

[Amer]

Willow rubbed against the Thunderer's trunk as if saying 'Good-bye!'. She limped over to Crimson and sat down in front of him. "Something on your mind?" (Goodnight )

"Yes," Crimson said. "Just about SnappingRiver Tribe." He settled on the ground.

 

[LilJoe]

"Yes," Crimson said. "Just about SnappingRiver Tribe." He settled on the ground.

"Why are ypu so worried about them," she asked.

 

[Amer]

"Why are ypu so worried about them," she asked.

"They are dying...." replied Crimson. "Why do I have to care! If I hadn't cared, then I'd, I don't know, feel better!"

 

[Amer]

(@Dawnclucks22 what cats do you have again?)

 

[Amer]

Shiloh lies on the sand, not that it matters because he is tens of miles from Thunderer Tribe. He was a messenger. He would go on. Shiloh walked through the night, but the air seemed thick, like a dream. His lovely brown fur came up in wisps from a slight breeze. His dark fluffy tail swished. It shone in the moonlight. He felt choked by silence and darkness, it used to be his special friend. But now his enemy, fighting his existence of something that could hear and hunt. There wasn't even a smell other than sand and rocks, and a few shrubs. Silence is something a cat should never hear, for at least they should have the grass to swish. He yowled at the top of his lungs so hear something, so they could hear something. "I AM HERE! I MUST ASK YOU TO HELP SNAPPINGRIVER TRIBE. YOU ARE THEIR HOPE!"
Any cat with decent hearing should be able to hear this for miles on a silent night in an open expanse, but he wasn't close enough. Yet.

 

[Amer]

(@RiverStorm I am lonely. )