Anastasia and Nightmare RP

**SunriseOof** · #1 December 10th, 2020, 04:29 PM

@Reindeer Nightmares

The black-she cat was stretched out in the branches of an oak tree, her long, feathery tail flicking back and forth. She closed her eyes and sniffed the air, scenting a strange cat somewhere nearby.

**Dovey** · #2 December 10th, 2020, 04:33 PM

[ @SunriseOfFire; Wings of Fire :<]

Nightmare was prowling near. "Oh sweetheart~" He said it in a bit of a singing way. "Time to face me~" He was still singing. "And time to go down!~ Injured," Nightmare was suddenly growling the word 'injured'. He was creepy, no doubt.

He appeared behind her, and tried to leap for her chest. Hopefully, it would work and he could knock her over. His claws were out as far as possibale, and he had a sly smiled on his face. "Honey, you'll give up soon~"

**SunriseOof** · #3 December 10th, 2020, 04:41 PM

@Reindeer Nightmares

Anastasia whirrled around with suprising speed, and leapt higher into the tree. A chunk of her fur was caught in the strange cat's claws, which frusturated her immensely. Who was he to just randomly appear out of no where and attack her? Seemingly to kill her?
She hissed at him, her ears pinned back and claws unsheathed. "Sorry, honey, but you'll have to be a little less murderous for introductions.."

What's with the WingsOfFire thing?

**Dovey** · #4 December 10th, 2020, 05:24 PM

[ @SunriseOfFire; it's a popular book seirse abut dragons; ]

"Baby~..." Nightmare murmered. "No one gets away~......" He scraped his claws on the stone. "Unless, their spirit has awaken," He tried to slice her side. If it landed, she would have a nasty scar on her side. He smiled, as he tried

**SunriseOof** · #5 December 10th, 2020, 05:38 PM

@Reindeer Nightmares

Anastasia managed to dodge out of the way enough to escape most of the blow, but the strange cat still drew blood. It would probably leave a scar, but not an immediately visible one. She turned and climbed even higher into the tree. If he wasn't gonna talk the way she wanted him to talk, she was going to have to try a different tactic.
"Baby, in the world I was born into, everyone was responsible for some dead cat or some shattered dream, but no one had blood on their paws. Are you gonna try to deal with this the messy way?"

Some notes:
Anastasia is an ex-kittypet who spent most of her free time learning to fight, and she likes using other cats' words against them, or referring to them in a similar way as they do to her. She is also referring to community of manipulative, powerful cats she grew up knowing.

**SunriseOof** · #6 December 10th, 2020, 08:59 PM

@Reindeer Nightmares
Wow how do I not know about Wings Of Fire? I just looked it up.
*Sigh.*

**SunriseOof** · #7 December 12th, 2020, 03:33 PM

bump

**Dovey** · #8 December 14th, 2020, 05:18 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by SunriseOfFire

@Reindeer Nightmares

Anastasia managed to dodge out of the way enough to escape most of the blow, but the strange cat still drew blood. It would probably leave a scar, but not an immediately visible one. She turned and climbed even higher into the tree. If he wasn't gonna talk the way she wanted him to talk, she was going to have to try a different tactic.
"Baby, in the world I was born into, everyone was responsible for some dead cat or some shattered dream, but no one had blood on their paws. Are you gonna try to deal with this the messy way?"

Some notes:
Anastasia is an ex-kittypet who spent most of her free time learning to fight, and she likes using other cats' words against them, or referring to them in a similar way as they do to her. She is also referring to community of manipulative, powerful cats she grew up knowing.

"Oh, honey, you don't know who I am and who I've killed," Nightmare purred. "If you think you can fight me, fairly, come and try. Dear, I could kill you now. But, instead, I will just injure you. Come in my path ONCE again and you'll not like the results!" He tried to launch at her back, from behind.

**SunriseOof** · #9 December 14th, 2020, 05:25 PM

@Reindeer Nightmares

Anastasia hissed again as she spun around and slashed at his face. She couldn't defeat him yet. Not here, now. Although, strangely, she was beginning to think of him as more of an annoyance, or someone to avoid, more like a dangerous dog than a murderer who just appeared out of the night to kill her.
What does he do? Eat cats?

ALSO