Get To Know Your Charries! (Game)

[flighty]

This is an epic game that we created on Tainted Paradise, and I thought it might help us out here.

Basically, I give you a scenario, and you give me your characters Response. It helps develop your charries personalities, and it helps you to get to know them a bit better. If that makes sense....

Anyways, to start out, here's your first scenario! (Btw, I don't want anyone else making up scenarios, mkay?)

Scenario:
Your pawsteps are quiet against the forest floor. You scent a mouse, and creep up on it, about to pounce, when suddenly, one of your Clanmates pops out and catches it before. They blink, seeing you there, and then drop the mouse. "Oh, was this yours?" They ask, quite rudely, in fact, tipping their nose up snobbishly. "Good luck going back to camp empty-pawed. Us good warriors are heading back now, if you want to come along." They sneer.


And, as an example, here's my response.

Moonflake:
He lets out a low growl, letting it rumble in his chest. "I'll stay out and hunt a bit longer." He snaps, shoving himself to his paws. "Enjoy your mouse. It's too small to even feed a kit, anyway." He flicks his tail, taunting the warrior as he slips off into the undergrowth.

Red:
She looks at Flighty impishly. "Pathetic. Right. Like I'd ever miss a catch? Ha! I can see the future, remember?" *bites Flighty before walking away*

Darkstar:
Darkstar pricks her ears forward. "You dare insult your leader? If you want to be a good warrior, you need to learn some manners first. Apprentice duties for the next 6 moons. If you want to act like a selfish kit, then you'll be treated like one." The calico smiles, padding past her warrior. "Go on, then. Moonfeather will have plenty of mouse bile ready for your visit to the elders." She purrs.

Rainpaw:
"Oh, well. Great catch, I suppose. Will you teach me how to be quicker?" She asks, blatantly ignoring the insults. She could learn from this warrior- maybe.

Dustwhisker:
He looks at the warrior and shrugs. "Alright, go on back to camp. I could do with some alone time, anyway. I'll catch something before I come back." He turns away, slipping into the undergrowth, deciding to himself that he'd just let it go. No use in crying over spilled milk, really.

(Meh, I'll finish my responses later.)

[Enìɠмα]

This looks fun, Flighty; I think I'll give it a go! :D

Hailkit:
She squints. "Um... I'm a kit, see? Shouldn't you be scolding me for being out on my own?" The silvery she-kit tilts her head, as if examining the warrior for signs of stupidity. "Or are you simply incompetent?" Though the warrior may have parted their jaws to defend themselves, Hailkit spins around, completely ignorant to their existence, then pads away.

Fadedstripe:
He stares in disbelief at the warrior, then, after a moment of realization, allows a loud, utterly vicious growl to rise in his throat. "You better give that back, scum, or when you return to camp, you'll be worse off then 'empty-pawed'." It is a lie - a play on words for a bit of intimidation - but, in a way, he means it. He unsheathes his claws, then flattens himself to the ground, as if ready to pounce. If the warrior doesn't give it up now, Fadedstripe won't actually hurt them, but... well...

Banditmask:
He frowns at the warrior, obviously confused. "But," he observes, head tilted quizzically, "if you take it away, won't Redflare be angry?" Whatever; he isn't motivated enough to care. With a shrug, the russet tom pads away, disdain carved into his features. Redflare won't be happy - after all, cats who stole another's prey are a liability to the clan....

[ember]

Lightningfoot:

Lightningfoot felt anger roar up inside her and she spoke through gritted teeth. "Save your breath mouse." She said angrily. "I'm a better warrior then you would ever be." She grabbed back the mouse and padded back to where the others warriors were. "Good luck trying to catch something!" She called innocently over her shoulder.

[✄ – – – VANYA!]

Owlflight:

Owlflight's thick fur fluffed up with great irritation. This warrior dare insult her abilities? Without a word, she swipes the mouse, expression innocent. "Thanks for taking care of that for me."

Swiftclaw:

There would be no words, only a vicious swipe to the face with claws unsheathed. No one insults Swiftclaw's abilities as a warrior.

Reedwing:

Reedwing stretches with some disinterest. "Cats who cannot catch their own prey should not insult another's hunting skills." She flicks her striped tail and turns away.

Robinkit:

Can't really respond, as she is a kit and therefore shouldn't be out hunting in the first place.

[Juniper]

Silverclaw:
*dies and goes to the Dark Forest* (Sorry, couldn't resist!)

Weedpaw:
He grins stupidly, but then his eyes narrow. With an unearthly scream, he launches himself at the rude cat, tearing at its fur with his claws. "NOOOO, THAT'S MINE!!"

Cinderheart:
The queen blinks in slight confusion. "Thank you," she says graciously. "I certainly couldn't catch such a thing like that!"