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

(Oh yeah, that's my character I had forgotten, Falcon, I was trying to remember who it was. :rolleyes: "It seems like the season is turning." Commented Falcon.

Thorn scampered after Claw, not making a huge attempt to actually catch him. Then she sped up, trying to see if she actually could.
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"Still alive.(I think?)" He said grimly. We aren't doing too good. We could do fine, there is plenty of prey in the forest, but Cobra is purposefully trying to keep us weak, so he can stay in power," Dire licked his chest fur.
:)lol:) ( <-- Edited to add I didn't type that and now I'm freaking out)
"Yes," Robin agreed. She enhaled deeply, the scents of the surrounding area flowing over the roof of her mouth. The small she-cat exhaled slowly before adding, "Hopefully it brings good change."
 
:)lol:) ( <-- Edited to add I didn't type that and now I'm freaking out)
"Yes," Robin agreed. She enhaled deeply, the scents of the surrounding area flowing over the roof of her mouth. The small she-cat exhaled slowly before adding, "Hopefully it brings good change."
"Yes." He said. But when he thought of change, his thoughts were cloudy and ominous. He couldn't think of anything better than this, him in the desert with food, a small taste of everyday adventure, water, Robin. Change from this could only be disastrous, it seemed. The Thunderers did need more water though. He didn't want an adventure, he was safe. But he wanted to have Snapping River Tribe saved though, and some good things you couldn't have two at once, like potatoes, Ice Cream, chocolate, and carrots all in one bowl.
 
"Yes." He said. But when he thought of change, his thoughts were cloudy and ominous. He couldn't think of anything better than this, him in the desert with food, a small taste of everyday adventure, water, Robin. Change from this could only be disastrous, it seemed. The Thunderers did need more water though. He didn't want an adventure, he was safe. But he wanted to have Snapping River Tribe saved though, and some good things you couldn't have two at once, like potatoes, Ice Cream, chocolate, and carrots all in one bowl.
"Yes." He said. But when he thought of change, his thoughts were cloudy and ominous. He couldn't think of anything better than this, him in the desert with food, a small taste of everyday adventure, water, Robin. Change from this could only be disastrous, it seemed. The Thunderers did need more water though. He didn't want an adventure, he was safe. But he wanted to have Snapping River Tribe saved though, and some good things you couldn't have two at once, like potatoes, Ice Cream, chocolate, and carrots all in one bowl.
Robin looked at Falcon for a moment befor turning to the sky. "Something on your mind?" She asked. A Thunderer trumpeted under the stars nearby, almost downing out her words.
 
Robin looked at Falcon for a moment befor turning to the sky. "Something on your mind?" She asked. A Thunderer trumpeted under the stars nearby, almost downing out her words.
"I'm just worried for the road ahead," Falcon explained. "It's not a imaginary world, I could die.... You could die. It's not something I can explain in words."
 
"I'm just worried for the road ahead," Falcon explained. "It's not a imaginary world, I could die.... You could die. It's not something I can explain in words."
Robin head budded Falcon softly on the shoulder. (They gonna be squirrels xD ) "What's the point of our.... our lives if we don't have even a little excitement in it?" She stood up. "Follow me."
 
Robin head budded Falcon softly on the shoulder. (They gonna be squirrels xD ) "What's the point of our.... our lives if we don't have even a little excitement in it?" She stood up. "Follow me."
He did. (I have to go.)
 
Cobra stopped, the wind stirred the sand at his unsheathed claws, the sun glared down at his enemies. he could see her. standing among the mange ridden travelers, tossing him aside like a forgotten piece of meat. how dare she! he snarled, and his friends stalked forward. you'll pay- but that thought died suddenly at the flash of golden stripes among the crowd. no! he felt a keening rise in the back of his throat, but he drowned it, ashamed. shes the one who should be afraid! "wait." he haulted them. "they'll come to us, and we'll be ready." but, instead of retreating into the jungle, his ears pricked to the sound of cats climbing not far off.
 
Cobra stopped, the wind stirred the sand at his unsheathed claws, the sun glared down at his enemies. he could see her. standing among the mange ridden travelers, tossing him aside like a forgotten piece of meat. how dare she! he snarled, and his friends stalked forward. you'll pay- but that thought died suddenly at the flash of golden stripes among the crowd. no! he felt a keening rise in the back of his throat, but he drowned it, ashamed. shes the one who should be afraid! "wait." he haulted them. "they'll come to us, and we'll be ready." but, instead of retreating into the jungle, his ears pricked to the sound of cats climbing not far off.
A hefty tabby with thick black stripes on his brown coat nodded.
 

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