The Cats of

Chatterbox: Inkwell

The Cats of

The Cats of Cannabara Docks

In this RP we are all cats who live in the ocean village of Cannabara Docks. I am Scales, a silver she-cat who is blind. 

submitted by Miss T, age Eternal, Somewhere
(April 30, 2016 - 3:21 pm)

back to the Inkwell

I pad along the docks. It is midnight, and the ocean is alive with sound. The surf pounds against the rocks, and my sharp hearing picks up the soft plips of fish jumping. One comes close, and I snag it in a claw. My dinner.

submitted by Miss T., age Eternal , Somewhere
(April 30, 2016 - 4:27 pm)

Is this a warrior RP?

submitted by Bluebird
(April 30, 2016 - 5:55 pm)

Somewhat, but we are more rogue/loners.

submitted by Miss T., age Eternal, Cannabara Docks
(May 1, 2016 - 6:42 pm)

I am Blue, a bluish-gray she-cat with blue eyes.

~Blue~

I sit on a dock, watching the moon turn the waters silver. It makes me think of the song my mother sang to me long ago. When the sun goes away, the stars go and play. The moon paints the ocean silver. I hum the song to myself. The sweet melody comforts me, soothes me. I curl up on the dock, the crashing of the waves lulling me to sleep.

When I wake, the bright sun is up, but still the tug of longing pulls at my heart. I miss Mother. I think sadly. Why did the humans take her far away? Memories flood my brain. Humans taking away Mother. Me and my brothers watching in fear. We had to survive on our own after Mother's abduction. Poor little Mouse died of hunger. The thought of her thin, lifeless face brings tears to my eyes. Maybe hunting will help you with your sadness. suggests a little voice in my head. 

~~~ 

submitted by BumbleBuddy, age Ageless, Nowhere
(May 2, 2016 - 6:58 am)