Kitsani
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Post by Kitsani on Jul 15, 2012 22:04:15 GMT -5
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Kite had told himself not to go to the festival. Over and over he had chanted it inside his head. It was crowded, and a gateway for all sorts of violence and flirting. He shuddered inwardly at the thought of either of those occurring while he was around, his soft Siamese coat looking out of place in the shadows. He fiddled aimlessly with his bandages as he glanced around from the edge of Festival Fields, his ears low to his head. So many cats! He kept very quiet, the stars twinkling above but were all outshone by the lanterns strung above the heads of the laughing felines as they danced and fought and played games. Most of them seemed to be enjoying themselves with their friends; aside from Kite, of course.
The blacksmith wasn’t a downer, and didn’t pout around. He was naturally quiet, and regarded most cats with actual polite interest rather than irritance. Why was here in the first place, however? HE had been trying to steel up the courage to meet somebody new for 2 and a half years now, but never has he felt any urge to step outside of his comfort zone. He was quite contended in his little forge crafting weapons and shields and selling them. He didn’t need a whole lot more. He still felt no urge to meet anyone new as he gazed around awkwardly, and he was beginning to contemplate even going home as it grew later into the night.
No, he had walked this far from the South Quarter, the best he could do was at least try to have a conversation with somebody. He swallowed, trying to push away the very thought of it as he failed to understand what was compelling him to do this. His speckled tail flicked behind him, and to avert his gaze from passing cats he let his bright blue eyes momentarily fall on one of the lanterns above him. A little bug hovered around it, compelled by it’s light. It was too far to tell exactly what kind of insect it was, but as much as Kite craved knowledge, he couldn’t really bring himself to care about a little bug. However, his whiskers twitched in slight interest whenever his attention would fall upon it’s wings. Lucky little bugger, he thought as it fluttered away, and he found himself force to actually pay attention to what was going no around him for once.
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Kovu
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Post by Kovu on Jul 16, 2012 1:28:56 GMT -5
((Mind if I join in?))
Kovu padded around the market. Keeping an eye out for any cat on there own, though that was more of a challenge than the tom-cat had excpected the festival was crammed with cats ranging from kit's to elder's. Even with the wide range of cat's they all seemed to be hanging around in pairs or groups. The tom's tail tip twitched back and forth as he padded on forward. He loved the festival and all the cat's it brought out. Many of them social butterflies some of them quieter than others. Lots of cat's were seen crowded around game stalls shouting and cheering eachother on and vendors handing out prizes like shillings or different amulets. Kovu also enjoyed the festival for all the cat's looking to dance or willing to pay to watch him dance. Ofcourse all the she-cats who had drinken a little to much ale couldn't hurt.
The dancer was radiating confidence from the way he walked to how he held his head up. His deep blue eye's scanned the crowd. So far he didn't see anyone worth taking the time to stop and talk to. Until the dark grey and silver siamese spotted a light beige and brown tom. By the looks of the other cat he didn't seem to be enjoying himself as much as Kovu was. Ofcourse the only people who seemed to be enjoying themself as the dark tom are all drunk.
Circling around for a couple minutes the dark siamese approached the tom who seemed star struck by a bug circling around a lantern no less. Without firther hesitation Kovu walked up to Kite and wrapped his arm around the beige feline's shoulders. "So you are fascinated by bugs I see." The tom meowed with a smirk.
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Post by sinara on Jul 16, 2012 12:00:17 GMT -5
[ I'll join in as soon as I possibly can. ]
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Kovu
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Post by Kovu on Jul 16, 2012 14:46:59 GMT -5
((Sinara you still need to reply to some other rp's))
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Kitsani
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Post by Kitsani on Jul 16, 2012 15:33:47 GMT -5
[[ Please don't OOC in here brosephs x3 ]]
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Post by icyreflections on Aug 1, 2012 16:36:13 GMT -5
((I hope you don't mind me joining in~ I really wanted to play Lana some more. XD)
The light from the lanterns flickered in the darkness of the nighttime atmosphere. And like the little bugs that floated around the entrancing light that ebbed and transfigured in the shadows so slightly, a dark Snowshoe she-cat hovered throughout the crowded festival, with her dainty dark grey nose turned upwards towards the sky. Her light green eyes sparkled with merry enthusiasm as she danced on the apparent cushion of air and allowed the light that flooded the sky to sink into her black and grey pelt. It was no secret that Lana was a highly imaginative cat, at the moment, she had fallen under the lanterns’ spell and pretended that she was one of the little moths that hovered around it with delicate, fluttering wings. She felt compelled by the lantern’s glow to move and felt lighter than usual. She could see the flame’s luminance ripple through the air like a pool of light and as she pranced beneath the surface of the golden waves, she could see the disturbance her body’s movement produced in the flow and watched the tide break off and spread in numerous directions as a result.
Was this what the tiny insects could see? Is this the power that compelled them to swim through the air, propelled by their little wings, and examine the flood? Lana smiled to herself. How clever they must be to possess such a keen sense of observation! And how glorious it was that she was able to share their beautiful secret. As she floated through the festival, thinking about other things like little bugs and lanterns and swimming in a stream turned golden by the reflection of hundreds of floating lanterns, her ears perked when she recognized a familiar voice.
It took her a moment to snap back into reality, she was so blissfully entranced by her daydream (or… would it be eveningdream because the day was so clearly over as the moon shone over head….It was such a lovely moon~), but as she finally managed to focus on her surroundings, she discovered that her paws lead her towards two toms. Lana tilted her head slightly as she looked from one to the other, quietly assessing each one in her head and trying to place them. She wasn’t sure if she knew the Siamese tom- he seemed familiar to her- maybe she saw him on her way to the beach or something. Lana’s memory left much to be desired as far as remembering names and faces were concerned. Although, as she looked closer at the dark tom, she was sure she had met him before.
Something in her fuzzy memories suddenly became clearer as she recalled the time she wandered into the human realm and was thrown into the sea by a group of rowdy children. She was able to swim back to shore but she was too scared and exhausted to pull herself out of the water without the help of another cat that happened to be on the beach. She remembered the nice tomcat and smiled cheerfully. She purred softly as she recognized the tom she considered a friend and decided it was only polite to rush over and say hello. This was a social gathering after all and it was customary to be social and friendly, right?
So, without future ado, Lana skipped over to Kovu and hugged him. “Hello there, Kovu~” she purred in a happy manner. She let him go and beamed. “How are you enjoying the festival tonight? Have you seen the lanterns? Aren’t they just lovely?” She looked over to the other tomcat and grinned. In a bubbly voice she mewed, “hello there~ Are you a friend of Kovu’s? I’m Lana. I’m pleased to meet you.”
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Kitsani
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Post by Kitsani on Aug 3, 2012 9:00:36 GMT -5
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[ Yaaay, Icylove <33 So I guess the order should be Me, Kovu, Lana?~ Since Sinara never really got back to posting with us x3 ]
Kite started, his round blue eyes whipping over to the tom as Kovu draped his arm over the siamese’s shoulder. Bugs? He glanced back at where the insect had been before the dancer appeared, but it seemed to have vanished. “E-E-er, y-yeah I guess,” he mumbled innocently, shifting his weight. This cat was very open, and something about it made Kite’s ears burn with nervousness. Why was he always such a fraidy cat? It was probably the touching part that made him trip and stumble all over his words; he hadn’t expected to randomly be half-hugged tonight.
However, the now somewhat trembling feline was saved by a she-cat who had skipped over and stole the darker tom for a hug. He let out a breath of relief; he was very awkward and bad with hugs. Or anything of the sort, for that matter. Even speaking was somewhat of a challenge without hiding beneath his fur or grabbing his tail and fiddling with it nervously. Sometimes he’d even tug at his bandages. Anything to get his mind off the cats around him. His heart felt like it stopped in his chest when the she-cat turned and spoke to him. oh no oh no oh no, he gritted his teeth uneasily as the attention momentarily flicked over to him.
“I-I’m Kite I think,” he stammered, then lowering his ears at his stupidity he nodded again. “Yeah, K-Kite.” He quickly confirmed again. Tripping over his own name now? He shamefully averted his fearful gaze to the ground. Why it was that all these cats seemed to frighten him, he wasn’t sure. He slaved over stoves all day and crafted weapons of war…so wasn’t he supposed to be tough? All the other blacksmiths seemed harder and sharper then their creations, so why was Kite so…not? He twiddled with his bandages again, half-hoping they would go away or maybe hang around and avoid talking to him. Honestly, he didn’t mind company. He loved to meet others; only after he knew somebody could he really speak full sentences and remember his own name around them. Maybe he’d get to know these cats? He pushed the thought from his mind. He’s probably blown it by now, he’s going to look like some nutcase.
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