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Offline BANE

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stealing prey . o.
« on: November 12, 2017, 06:59:04 PM »
Bloodclan was...in trouble. The majority of their territory was overun by rogues, sure, but that wasn't the problem. The problem was that the last time that Bane tried to even step out into the territory to hunt some of the various slow moving squirrels, fat on the autumn nuts, he'd been chased off. If anyone could see the current leader of Bloodclan while he was on this territory, it was very clear he was ill. Sickly thin, and obviously desperate, he had managed to catch himself a frog it seemed, devoured it, and then left half of a fish carcass in his wake. He was on his way out, fur reddened and body tense. In his jaws he had what appeared to be a second fish, bringing it back to Bloodclan to feed his clanmates.

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Re: stealing prey . o.
« Reply #1 on: November 14, 2017, 12:30:14 AM »
floralghost remembered when shadowclan had had the massive famine. he remembered it well, and it was still something that made his blood boil to think of. and as he realized that the bloodclan leader was in the middle of taking prey from riverclan, well, floral's calm exterior melted. "hey, why don't you try talking to me before you take pray, you prideful fucking coward?" floralghost yelled, taking off in a run towards the bloodclan leader.

/hooo ho ho hooo mcboy poor bloodclan they dont need this kind of stress in their life
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・゚★ ☾  I'M COMING APART AT THE SEAMS, PITCHING MYSELF LEADS IN OTHER PEOPLE'S DREAMS, NOW BUZZ, BUZZ, BUZZ,

GENERAL ★ DOC, THERE'S A HOLE WHERE SOMETHING WAS
floralghost | ghost, floral, sock
male | he/him | amab
three | twenty-three | october 31st | scorpio
pharaoh of riverclan, priest of horus | occasionally goes to the neighborhood where he was born in

kittypet, loner, warrior
8/9 lives left
speaks in bold

OTHER ★ HE NEEDS HIS HEAD PUT THROUGH A CAT SCAN
struggles with insomnia, depression, social anxiety. has lexical-gustatory synesthesia. (smells/tastes things when certain words are spoken) fond of music, caffeine, the occasional human, ukuleles, and snuggles. hates slugs, fear, being alone, tall trees, and large crowds.
knows three human languages thanks to a trilingual family, can pick up on sign language somewhat well. speaking reference, singing reference. raspy, tired, quiet voice most of the time.
can imitate dinosaur noises pretty well. chews on his fur a lot. when nervous, he'll start grooming his bird "birthmark". plays the ukulele pretty well for a cat. sasslord.
smells like a foresty rose

APPEARANCE ★ I'M A LOOSE BOLT OF A COMPLETE MACHINE
cat | maine coon | eventual forms: german shepard, rabbit
thin despite his breed, lanky, tall | slightly above average strength
dark brown with brown/cream undertones | a dark smudge by his ribcage that looks distinctly like a bird in flight, a few flower-like splotches of cream on his belly, black socks on his front paws, and an entirely black neck. if you shaved off all his fur, you'd find dark patches burned into almost tattoos on his skin. | dark blue eyes, intense and concerned most of the time | he has somewhat fresh scars around his front paws and the insides of his legs, one scar near his left ear from tripping down a flight of stairs, one where his left eyebrow would be, and a longer, raggedy scar from his belly to his left hip.
human au
a red beanie, and sometimes carries a red backpack with white handles | floral has a pair of white, roundish willy wonka-style sunglasses that he wears almost 24/7, even in the night. reference | almost always wearing a floral kimono | carries around a ukulele on occasion
physical health: 92%

PERSONALITY ★ I'M HALF DOOMED AND YOU'RE SEMI-SWEET
INTP | inferiority superiority complex | adorkable | insomniac | enemy within
biography
loyal | honest | loving | empathetic | protective
calculating | intelligent | musical | logical | introverted
angry | socially awkward | jealous | emotional | frustrated
finding himself more and more aggressive and angry as he goes on, conflicted between his warrior and pacifist sides
possessed by a demon named blurryface, a possible vessel of thoth
mental health: like probably 2%
can see ghosts

RELATIONSHIPS ★ SO BOYCOTT LOVE
heartchart
panromantic (poly as hell) | god, he'd love to be in love.
questioning, likely greysexual | questionable, very confused
in a commited relationship with his ukulele (single) | no crush | [ 0 ] potential crushes
npc x npc | generation 1 | adopted by n/a
trusts: ??


INTERACTION ★ NOBODY WANTS TO HEAR YOU SING ABOUT TRAGEDY
difficult fighter | easy to attack emotionally | attack in #5E545E
will not initiate fights (most of the time) | will fight back if attacked
usually a pacifist, but will fight for those he loves, and will fight hard. as a leader, he's definitely more of a talker, but when attacking, he's going to be in the thick of it.
ask to maim/capture/kill
peaceful/nonviolent actions can be powerplayed
could a ukulele be considered a weapon?
« Last Edit: November 14, 2017, 12:33:17 AM by crows »
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Offline BANE

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Re: stealing prey . o.
« Reply #2 on: November 14, 2017, 12:46:17 AM »
Great, this shit. Bane didn't curse often, not even to himself, but at this point he was so sickly feeling he wasn't really that inclined to care. He respected Riverclan more than he did the Stea, so for them, he stopped, turning slightly to glance back at Floral. He didn't like this situation. Not one bit. Dropping the fish, but keeping it protectively between his paws, he narrowed his eyes at the other. Prideful? Hardly. Coward? Probably. Bane wasn't big on socializing or figuring out how he should react to situations, act in situations, or deal with things like...well this.

So he sat, though it was very clear he was ready to take the fish and bolt if there was danger.

// Poor babs

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