mysterykitten
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Roleplayer of Zahara and Marshall West
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Post by mysterykitten on Sept 15, 2012 21:05:10 GMT -5
[This is a one-on-one rp, so the first person who replies gets the slot ] Time of day- Night (Obviously) ~~~~ Marshall sat on the soft grass in the festival fields, it was very quiet now since the summer crowning festival had passed, but it was a peaceful kind of quiet. The stars had begun to peek out in the night sky, and the moon’s shining rays made everything it came in contact with glow. It was just simply beautiful. The tom leaned backwards, so that he was lying on the ground, giving an easy view of the stars. He really hoped that nothing would come to ruin this, if something did, and it involved violence, he had his trusty sword by his side to help him if such an event were to occur. Taking in a deep breath, he looked from left to right, no one was here. Well, there were a couple cats way in the distance, but that really didn’t count. No one was within speaking distance of Marshall. It kinda made him feel a little lonely, all he had with him was a sword.
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Howlkitty
Full Member
RPer of Riven
Posts: 120
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Post by Howlkitty on Sept 16, 2012 21:26:02 GMT -5
It was almost impossible to hear her as the sandy brown wanderer leaped onto a large branch of a nearby tree, settling down and making herself as comfortable as possible. The hood was hiding her facial features, and arrows she was holding were covered in blood. Cat blood.
It was job, her duty, and failing wasn't an option - she was a personal assassin of the Flame Dagger Thugs and job had to be done. All evidence was cleared, and everything had been done silently in the shadows of the night.
Taking out a tissue, the she-cat started cleaning her arrows - but something underneath the tree caught her attention. Riven felt pretty surprised by spotting a cat out here in this hour. Well, he'd recognize her sooner or later, so the he-cat decided to act first. Flicking her cloak over the arrows, she looked over to the feline below. "Greetings!" The wanderer called out, loud enough for the feline to hear.
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