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

[Amer]

Meerkat suddenly slunk away, leaving dire in the clearing as Cobra returned from his den.

Dire clambered up a tree. (Did you see My Coop @LittlePip21 ?)

 

[LittlePip21]

Dire clambered up a tree. (Did you see My Coop @LittlePip21 ?)

(Hmm? Do you have a picture?) Cobras angry gaze swept the clearing fixing on the dark shadows where cats huddled. "Are you still here? Those who wait to be fed are fed last"

 

[Amer]

(Hmm? Do you have a picture?) Cobras angry gaze swept the clearing fixing on the dark shadows where cats huddled. "Are you still here? Those who wait to be fed are fed last"

Dire quietly launched himself from the branch. He would hunt for himself. For himself and his tribe. His real Tribe.
(Press my coop on my profile)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(Hmm? Do you have a picture?) Cobras angry gaze swept the clearing fixing on the dark shadows where cats huddled. "Are you still here? Those who wait to be fed are fed last"

Huckleberry stepped forward, a large, colorful bird in his mouth. He dropped it at Cobra's feet. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, though.

 

[LittlePip21]

Huckleberry stepped forward, a large, colorful bird in his mouth. He dropped it at Cobra's feet. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, though.

Cobras eyed the bird approvingly. "Good work. You've earned your right to the prey pile." He flicked his tail to the bored guard, indicating to him that huckleberry was free to a meal form the decidedly inferior pile. Cobra picked up the bird and stalked away to eat in his den. If only his children remained loyal, then he would truly be a great leader.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Cobras eyed the bird approvingly. "Good work. You've earned your right to the prey pile." He flicked his tail to the bored guard, indicating to him that huckleberry was free to a meal form the decidedly inferior pile. Cobra picked up the bird and stalked away to eat in his den. If only his children remained loyal, then he would truly be a great leader.

Huckleberry, relieved that he was able to please Cobra, walked up to the prey pile and quietly ate a bird. He glanced at the starving tribe cats at the edge of the clearing, and an idea came to him. He shot a look at the guard, then stuffed two shrews into his mouth, zipping away before the guard noticed his bulging cheeks. He went over to the other cats, poking the closest one.

 

[Amer]

Huckleberry, relieved that he was able to please Cobra, walked up to the prey pile and quietly ate a bird. He glanced at the starving tribe cats at the edge of the clearing, and an idea came to him. He shot a look at the guard, then stuffed two shrews into his mouth, zipping away before the guard noticed his bulging cheeks. He went over to the other cats, poking the closest one.

Dire was confused, but being the observant cat he was, he began to understand what was going on.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Dire was confused, but being the observant cat he was, he began to understand what was going on.

(Was Dire the one that got poked?)

 

[Amer]

(Was Dire the one that got poked?)

(I don't think so......)

 

[Dawnclucks22]

Heron felt himself shrink slightly. No matter how much he hated Cobra, he knew that he stood no chance should he show any defiance. "I haven't caught anything yet," he admitted.