misha's residence

[meraki]

hello, it looks like you've stumbled upon misha's (http://fireswcocharries.weebly.com/misha.html) residence!
it's nice to see you here. this is where the young misha lives, a small clearing in the forest, with a deserted fox den hidden away beneath a bramble bush; misha's home.
of course, it's not like he lives in the fox den. he only sleeps there, unless it's raining. misha hates rain, so if it's raining, check the abandoned fox den. he also hates snow. and hail. pretty much anything that comes from the sky, so you can imagine that winter and early spring aren't his favourite.
misha is no threat, in fact, he likes company. but he might be a bit of a grump if it's raining or snowing, so it's best to only approach him on clear days. but misha wouldn't ever hurt you, unless you hurt his friends. which you wouldn't ever dream of doing, would you? no.
misha doesn't have many friends yet, but one conversation with him and you'll soon be best pals. while misha doesn't understand some jokes or references, he's always glad to have a friend to protect. it makes him feel strong. while he's only six moons, he's pretty mature for his age.
so what're you waiting for? go say hi. after all, he's the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition c;

please ask yours truly (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=106) before posting here ^^

[The Mad Katter]

Robin walked through the forest, her green eyes scanning the undergrowth and trees, always on high alert. Everything was silent and still. Robin felt a pang of loneliness, she wished she had a companion. She kept walking, her thoughts now spiraling around her mind. A sharp pain in her paw brought her back to the present and she lifted one small orange paw and saw a large thorn lodged there. Robin sighed and gripped the thorn in her teeth, ripping it out with one sharp tug. She winced and continued limping through the forest, leaving a trail of blood.

[meraki]

@KitKat12
Metallic and sweet, the scent of blood hit the oddly coloured tomcat's small, pink nose. Misha flicked his ears in different angles, attempting to catch any sound. The faint smell of a foreign cat caught his nose also as he parted his jaws a bit to scent the air better than he had been before.
Finally finding which direction the scent was coming from, he climbed silently down the tree the tom had previously been perched in. Misha's curious sea green gaze searched the surrounding forest for any sign of movement, but the already swaying branches that had caught on the leafbare zephyr was disguising any sign of movement.
He huffed in annoyance, and the rather short, six moon old tabby padded into the forest, the breeze ruffling his fur and sending a shiver down his spine and to the tip of his tail.
Finally deciding that he might as just well call out and see if anyone was around, he opened his mouth and called into the seemingly empty forest.
"Hello? Is anyone out there?" He called. "Are you hurt?" Misha added, just to show that he meant no harm to this mystery cat-if there even was one.

[The Mad Katter]

@KitKat12
Metallic and sweet, the scent of blood hit the oddly coloured tomcat's small, pink nose. Misha flicked his ears in different angles, attempting to catch any sound. The faint smell of a foreign cat caught his nose also as he parted his jaws a bit to scent the air better than he had been before.
Finally finding which direction the scent was coming from, he climbed silently down the tree the tom had previously been perched in. Misha's curious sea green gaze searched the surrounding forest for any sign of movement, but the already swaying branches that had caught on the leafbare zephyr was disguising any sign of movement.
He huffed in annoyance, and the rather short, six moon old tabby padded into the forest, the breeze ruffling his fur and sending a shiver down his spine and to the tip of his tail.
Finally deciding that he might as just well call out and see if anyone was around, he opened his mouth and called into the seemingly empty forest.
"Hello? Is anyone out there?" He called. "Are you hurt?" Misha added, just to show that he meant no harm to this mystery cat-if there even was one.

Robin's nose twitched as she smelled the blood from her paw. She stopped and almost slammed her head into a tree when she realized she should've cleaned the wound. Well, late is better than never. She stopped to clean her paw, wincing as she saw that it was covered in dirt. She started to clean it gently, when she heard a voice calling through the trees. Her ears pricked up and she stood, gingerly putting weight on her hurt paw. She started to limp in the direction of the voice. "Hello?" She called tentatively. "Who's there?"

[meraki]

Robin's nose twitched as she smelled the blood from her paw. She stopped and almost slammed her head into a tree when she realized she should've cleaned the wound. Well, late is better than never. She stopped to clean her paw, wincing as she saw that it was covered in dirt. She started to clean it gently, when she heard a voice calling through the trees. Her ears pricked up and she stood, gingerly putting weight on her hurt paw. She started to limp in the direction of the voice. "Hello?" She called tentatively. "Who's there?"

Finding the source of the metallic smell wasn't too tricky, as the cat seemed to be in no hurry to run or hide. Misha's gaze fell upon the form of a she-cat.
She seemed to be fine, but the minimal amount of weight that was put on one of her front paws hinted to him that this was the source of the bloody smell.
Immediately, Misha's hackles raised, quickly thinking that whatever had hurt this new and strange cat could still be around.
But he frowned again, looking over at the cat's paw, where a minimal amount of blood could be seen. Misha worked out that she'd probably only stepped on a sharp object, such as a thorn, twig, or rock.
His fur layed back down onto his pelt and he stepped out of the bushes which had concealed him so well. Seening that this cat was clearly not a threat, the kit smiled cheerily. "Hello," he mewed. "Are you hurt?" Misha asked, concern in his voice.

[dino.]

Jay padded through the trees, his tail held high. Soon he caught a whiff of blood, and his fur spiked up. I've seen too much of that in my life, he thought. He picked up speed, and soon he was running, trying to trace the scent.

[The Mad Katter]

Finding the source of the metallic smell wasn't too tricky, as the cat seemed to be in no hurry to run or hide. Misha's gaze fell upon the form of a she-cat.
She seemed to be fine, but the minimal amount of weight that was put on one of her front paws hinted to him that this was the source of the bloody smell.
Immediately, Misha's hackles raised, quickly thinking that whatever had hurt this new and strange cat could still be around.
But he frowned again, looking over at the cat's paw, where a minimal amount of blood could be seen. Misha worked out that she'd probably only stepped on a sharp object, such as a thorn, twig, or rock.
His fur layed back down onto his pelt and he stepped out of the bushes which had concealed him so well. Seening that this cat was clearly not a threat, the kit smiled cheerily. "Hello," he mewed. "Are you hurt?" Misha asked, concern in his voice.

Robin jumped as a tom appeared out of the bushes and she crouched defensively, hissing through her teeth as her paw twinged in pain. She quickly looked over this stranger and realized that he couldn't have been more than 6 moons old, the same age as herself. Coming to the conclusion that he probably wasn't a threat, she straightened up and licked her chest fur. When he asked if she was hurt, she felt a little more relaxed. "Um, hi. And I'm fine, just stepped on a thorn." The tortoiseshell she-cat replied. "I'm Robin, by the way. What's your name?" Robin cringed inwardly and quickly scolded herself not to be too friendly, after all, you can't trust anyone, not even your own family she thought bitterly.

[dino.]

Robin jumped as a tom appeared out of the bushes and she crouched defensively, hissing through her teeth as her paw twinged in pain. She quickly looked over this stranger and realized that he couldn't have been more than 6 moons old, the same age as herself. Coming to the conclusion that he probably wasn't a threat, she straightened up and licked her chest fur. When he asked if she was hurt, she felt a little more relaxed. "Um, hi. And I'm fine, just stepped on a thorn." The tortoiseshell she-cat replied. "I'm Robin, by the way. What's your name?" Robin cringed inwardly and quickly scolded herself not to be too friendly, after all, you can't trust anyone, not even your own family she thought bitterly.
Jay heard talking, and he sped up more. He came to the source- two kits, about 6 moons old. He trotted out. "Hey," he mewed.

[The Mad Katter]

Jay heard talking, and he sped up more. He came to the source- two kits, about 6 moons old. He trotted out. "Hey," he mewed.

Before Robin got her question answered, another cat joined them. The scent hit her nose a moment before the cat appeared. Staring at the newcomer, she was a bit overwhelmed. It's been a long time since she's been in the company of more than one cat. "Who are you?" She blurted out.

[dino.]

Before Robin got her question answered, another cat joined them. The scent hit her nose a moment before the cat appeared. Staring at the newcomer, she was a bit overwhelmed. It's been a long time since she's been in the company of more than one cat. "Who are you?" She blurted out.
"My name's Jay." He glanced down at her paw. "Is your paw ok? It looks like you cut it."

[The Mad Katter]

"My name's Jay." He glanced down at her paw. "Is your paw ok? It looks like you cut it."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little thorn," she replied. Looking back and forth between the two toms, she was about to say something else when her stomach growled loudly. She ducked her head, embarrassed. Robin hadn't eaten in a few days, due to her terrible hunting skills.
FoxyFanGirl, fire ♡

[dino.]

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little thorn," she replied. Looking back and forth between the two toms, she was about to say something else when her stomach growled loudly. She ducked her head, embarrassed. Robin hadn't eaten in a few days, due to her terrible hunting skills.
FoxyFanGirl, fire ♡
"Hungry?" He tilted his head. "I'll grab you something." He dashed off and returned a few moments later with a mouse. "Here." He laid it down in front of her.

[The Mad Katter]

"Hungry?" He tilted his head. "I'll grab you something." He dashed off and returned a few moments later with a mouse. "Here." He laid it down in front of her.

Robin was about to protest, but Jay dashed off. When he returned and dropped the mouse in front of her, she hesitated. "Do you wanna share it?" It would seem kind of rude to just eat this without offering any.

[dino.]

Robin was about to protest, but Jay dashed off. When he returned and dropped the mouse in front of her, she hesitated. "Do you wanna share it?" It would seem kind of rude to just eat this without offering any.
"No thanks. I'm not hungry," Jay replied. (Sorry short)

[The Mad Katter]

"No thanks. I'm not hungry," Jay replied. (Sorry short)

(It's ok)
Shrugging, Robin turned to Misha. "Do you wanna share?" she said, pushing the mouse slightly towards him. fire ♡