Realm of the Ne'er-Do-Wells (A rogue rp)

Mk. x3 ]

Shard noticed Ginger nearby and gave a friendly nod as a greeting, as he closed his eyes.

(Sorry! Here!)

(is there anywhere I could jump in with asher?)

I know XD It's really dumb but I was trying to do something))

If you need someone to rp with, Orange can find one of my charries and talk them into joining the group. xD ]

Spider was on the other side of the Thunderpath. She checked to make sure that no monsters were approaching before she trotted over the hot surface of the Thunderpath. She couldn't scent anything else besides the stench of the Tunderpath as she ducked into the safety of the forest. She flicked her tail as she started looking for some prey to hunt.

Spider flicked her ears as she stumbled upon a mouse nibbling on some nuts from a nearby tree. She smirked and stalked after the mouse. She pounced and quickly killed the mouse, not noticing the new cat scent getting stronger. She settled down and started eating her meal.

Blizzard walked into her den and jabbed her brother with her paw. "Wake up Stone." She hissed. Jolting up and knocking over his sister accidentally he said "Don't do that. I was having a lovely dream of chasing a-" He trailed off. "Mmm a vole he said grabbing the plumpest of the two." Taking the vole from her brother Blizzard said "I catch it I pick." Stone rolled his eyes and grabbed the other vole. "What was I talking about again?" He asked his sister as he tore into the vole. "I don't know." She said "It was probably something about Gold again." Blizzard for one liked her little brother Gold, but Stone however thought he was weak and had hated him from the start. "Oh yeah, the runt he snarled he probably died after hiding under that rock when the badger came. At least we nursed our wounds..." He continued on but Blizzard stopped listening as she wondered What actually happen to him.
(I love roleplaying rogues.)

Sorry for poofing ))

| Riddle | sparrow | Short black fur with an unevenly shaped smattering of white over his right eye. His right eye is a pale blue-white and his left eye is a golden-yellow color. Rather skinny and small for his age. | He is distrusting, manipulative, secretive, and defensive. Very overemotional, he takes everything personally and has trouble expressing himself. | tom | 11 moons | loner | His mother came to the shrubland to escape her mate in the twolegplace. She kitted and raised Riddle until he was 9 moons old and she died of an infected wound. He explored the forest area and liked the idea of having allies instead of being completely alone, so he joined Orange's cause. | yes |

| Melody | sparrow | Sleek black fur and bright green eyes. | Curious, she loves to learn about others and to travel. She's very open about herself and kind to others. She tries to be respectful and wise about other's choices, but is still passionate about her own beliefs. Actually really spiritual for a loner and has a creative mind. | she-cat | 40 moons | loner | Born a loner, her mother Swift told her all kinds of stories of battles and struggles of cats in places as far off as mountains to as nearby as the twolegplace she was born in. Her mother taught her how to fight and instructed her about various cultures as they traveled. She traveled lands alongside her mother for a long time before they finally went their separate ways. Melody has a penchant for poetry and music and enjoys listening to birds sing. | no |

[Thanks!]

Melody padded through the short shrubs and grass in the Shrubland. She'd followed the thunderpath southward. She'd noticed a small twolegplace and planned to visit it later, but had always found it best to have a safe spot in the wild before attempting to socialize with twolegplace cats. They were usually just as territorial as Clan cats, but not nearly as honorable.

Riddle was asleep in a large hollow root. He'd made a makeshift nest with grasses and feathers. The tree was secluded enough that Riddle felt he had privacy. Sunlight was trickling in and irritating his face. He cracked open an eye and crawled from the root, still half-asleep.

After leaving the den Blizzard headed under the thunderpath as she was following Stone toward the three trees. "Stone don't those rogue cats meet there?" She asked. Rolling his eyes Stone said "We'll be fine we can take them on."