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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 13, 2016 21:46:10 GMT -5
Please make sure you've read through the clan page, found HERE.
Here's the joining form. Feel free to delete parenthesis:
CAT NAME ; age ; rank ; gender ; other
( brief description. include personality, minimum of 3 positive traits and 3 negative traits. history not required, but not including it assumes that your character is clanborn ) { screenname }
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 14, 2016 5:09:17 GMT -5
𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚢 ❄ thats fine! also the deputy slot isnt up for claiming because ill be picking it personally but youre missing something so read the rules!
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 14, 2016 10:31:36 GMT -5
aHA, why not~ This is going to be a lot of characters...
Pap's Character Save:
cougar , sparrow , sleepy , crumpled , silver , foggy , snow , turtle , cloudy , honey
cougar + sparrow > foggy
silver - snow
cloudy - honey
crumpled { medicine cat, if allowed! }
Cougargrowl ; 45 moons ; warrior ; male ; balloon A masculine of huge stature who easily towers over the majority if not all of his clanmates. A sturdy, lean figure with strong bones create his structure as it is lined and filled with thick muscles and leaving little to no loose skin to be seen- quite accurately being made of strength. Large paws sheathing sharp, off-white claws completes the logistics of this male's foundation. Over this figure runs a coat of velvet skin and short, glossy pelage that briefly thickens during the wintery moons. The color is a soft tan-cream that is solid throughout his coat, broken only by piebald-like white fountain spouts of markings that envelope his chest and splash beneath his chin. His massive paws have their toes dipped in such white as well as the very tip of his long, thick, whipcord tail. His ears are average-sized for a cranium such as his- a broad, defined platelet with a long, expansive muzzle with a width almost as much as his platelet. Housed within this feature are two almond-shaped optics where each is colored a bright, soft mint-green shade. At his throat starts a massive, long scar that curls from one side of his jugular to the other to then travel over the left side of his neck and continue to bow around his shoulder and end behind his left shoulder blade. His personality is described as passionate, refined, astute, perceptive, and moral. However, it has also been suggested to be blunt, enigmatic, aloof, abrasive, stern. His mate is Sparrowchirp and their daughter is Foggyfuzz.
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Sparrowchirp ; 45 moons ; warrior ; male
Lean and well-muscled, this tomcat has had his fair share of battle experience, and has taken on a flexible, well-structured frame with long limbs, neck, and tail and a wedge-like, exotic cranium. Coating his frame is a pelage of rosewood ebony- a russet cherry of wood tones with tasteful marbled, darker stripes and splinters throughout this shade. There are varying degrees of dusking to his pelt such as grey-brown and black that give shadows to his fur in a smoke pattern. There is darking to the proportion of a mask of brown-black covering his cranium. There is a white-dip pattern to his paws and on one side of his muzzle- at least, the side that is not scarred. His eyes, almond-slitted, are colored a hazel shade of mix, tropical orange and citrus in a vibrance. The most notable attributes of this tomcat are the horrendous amount of scarring that covers his being. Detailed, they are as follows: a massive bite wound to his shoulder that spans into his neck and front leg, various scratches amongst his chest and paws, massive scarring to the right side of his face including a shredded ear, and a long gash along the right side of his flank. His personality has been described as optimistic, loyal, reliable, responsible, and moral. However, it has also been suggested to be blunt, sassy, stubborn, arrogant, and feisty. His mate is Cougargrowl and their daughter is Foggyfuzz.
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Crumpledtail ; 30 moons ; medicine cat ; male
A creature of tall height and yet with a figure made of firm, lean muscle and flexible structure. A robust yet naturally lean and flexible bone make up his foundation with a lining of average muscles sloping elegantly across his line. Medium-sized paws sheathing dulled but strong off-white claws complete his base look. Coating this figure is velvet skin and a pelage of medium-length strands that is dense and soft at the heat of the skin while becoming coarse and wiry at the tips with fur pluming at his cheeks, stomach, haunches, between his toes, and developing into a nicely plumed tail- of course, what's left of it! Such a pelage is a sultry shade of russet red that travels the expanse of his fur and is marked by soft, soot-darker agouti tick patterning that leaves elegant shadowed smudges along his spine and tail. The base red dissipates into a soft creamy undertone that runs under his chin and creates his undercoat patterning that travels the expanse of his chest, stomach, and the underneath of his tail. His cranium is well-built and wedge-shaped with a defined platelet and a tapering muzzle ending in a leather nose. Housed in such a contraption lies two large, almond-shaped optics both colored a vibrant, lively yellow-copper. What used to be a beautifully-plumed tail is now left a crinkled line with multiple breaks in the tail, leaving it to appear "crumpled". His personality has been described as flamboyant, adventurous, affectionate, humorous, and open-minded. However, it has also been hinted as being eccentric, sarcastic, unpredictable, jealous, and materialistic.
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Silverstorm ; 30 moons ; warrior ; male
A masculine of tall, limber stature that lends him to proportionally of large stature and athletic build in both muscle and bone structure. His limbs are long and lean, balancing his muscled torso with an elegant ease and instinctual grace alongside a short-furred and thick whipcord tail. Over such a figure runs an expanse of velvet skin from which streams medium-length, thick, glossy, smooth strands that clothes his stature and gives him his look. This particular pelage is colored that of a pale silver with a variety of tabbied markings running fingers through his fur. His base coat is a glowing silver shade that is marred by a patterning of darker- although still rather pastel- tabby stripes that are overlaid with another layer of even darker stripes atop of these. Other variations of his pelt include the white patches that envelope his paws and the bottom line of his tail arching into the tip as well as a downward arrow-shaped marking against his chest and a piebald-like, wobbling white blaze traveling the left side of his muzzle to the middle of his forehead. His cranium is a modified wedge-shape, more pointed than rounded, and lends him a sharp-edged platelet, muzzle, and jawline branching to large, triangular ears. Held in this head holds two narrowed optics that are both colored a smooth, pastel green shade. His personality has been described as wise, brave, moral, sensible, and practical. However, it has also been explained to be ritualistic, impersonal, predictable, stubborn, and overbearing. His twin sister is Snowgloss.
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Sleepyspider ; 25 moons ; warrior ; male
( brief description. include personality, minimum of 3 positive traits and 3 negative traits. history not required, but not including it assumes that your character is clanborn ) { screenname }
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Foggyfuzz ; 20 moons ; warrior ; female
A medium-sized molly with an elegant and yet muscular body is what creates this feline. A lean line with a semi-foreign body type, falling in a moderate scale somewhere between Oriental and Persian structure- athletic but not bulky, and with a fine-boned structure and well-formed muscles, high shoulders, and long limbs creates the foundation. Covering such a figure runs velvet skin and a coat of medium-length strands that are plush, glossy, and thick even as it runs off in notable plumes off her cheeks, neck, elbows, haunches, and tail. This pelage is colored a blue-smoke tone with the plush elegance of a Russian Blue's rare coat paired with softer edges and shading that runs throughout her fur. The lighter and cream-colored areas are relatively soft-shaded and not abrupt or startling in appearance although they are enough to be easily noticed and recognized that her fur is indeed not a solid- her fur is tipped in a gentle silver. A modified wedge creates her cranium with a regal platelet that is more pointed than rounded and a tapering muzzle that ends in a charcoal black nose. Housed in this are two averagely set-apart, slightly oval-shaped optics that are both colored a startling, bright blue- her ears are relatively large. Her personality has been described as motivated, energetic, imaginative, clever, and loyal. However, it has also been described as sarcastic, reticent, rule-breaking, naive, and domineering. Her fathers are Cougargrowl and Sparrowchirp- her mother is unknown.
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Snowgloss ; 30 moons ; warrior ; female
A feminine of tall, limber stature that lends her to proportionally thin stature and athletic build in both muscle and bone structure. Her limbs are long and lean, balancing her thin torso with an elegant ease and instinctual grace. Over such a figure runs an expanse of velvet skin from which streams medium-length, thick, glossy, smooth strands that clothes her stature and gives her look. Such a fur is incredibly soft and fluffy, like down, and puffs up in elegant plumes at her cheeks, neck, elbows, and haunches to stream into a short yet incredibly feathery plumed tail. This particular pelage is shaded a soft, silvery shade that is not quite pristine and yet not a silver- in fact, one could say its even a lilac gray color. Variations within this pattern include simple, thin white patching along her front legs, one sloppily sliding off the side of her spine, against her tail, and a thin piebald-like wobbling white blaze traveling the right side of her muzzle to the middle of her forehead- a mirror of her brother. Her cranium is a modified wedge-shape, more pointed than rounded although her plumes of cheek fur make her appear to have a rounded face with large, triangular ears. Held in this head holds two narrowed optics that, like her brother, are colored both a smooth, pastel green shade. Her personality has been described as sweet, astute, insightful, humble, and charismatic. However it has also been described as cautious, sensitive, forgiving, faithless, and reticent. Her twin brother is Silverstorm.
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Turtlestumble ; 25 moons ; warrior ; female
A feminine of short, stocky stature that lends her to a proportionally strong stature and athletic build in both muscle and bone structure. Her limbs are average, if not slightly short, and balance her muscled torso with a surprising, ironic ease and pride. Over such a figure runs an expanse of velvet skin from which streams short-length, thick, fluffy strands that clothes her stature. Of this, her signature attribute is despite the shortness of the pelage, it lengthens and plumes inexplicably into her tail, creating a long-haired, thick, fluffy tail to stream. This particular pelage has a base of sultry dusty-brown, like a catch between a brick red-brown and the husk of dark wood, creating an interesting shade of dusty-red. Atop this base patterns a small variety of light black patches that curl about her figure with a grace and oval-like signature rather than sharp-edged patterning. There are hints of dark red marble tabby stripes against her fur, beneath the black patches and yet still present in her step. Under this all lies the lightening of the fur of her muzzle, throat, chest, stomach, and paws into a soft brown-cream shade that fully completes her look. Her cranium is a modified wedge-shape, more rounded than pointed, and gives her a wide face and strong jaw with large- almost too large- triangular ears. Held in this head holds two owlish optics that are both colored a bright, light yellow shade. Her personality has been described as energetic, optimistic, excitable, humble, and responsible. However, it has also been explained to be clumsy, gullible, forgetful, indecisive, and naive.
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Cloudyshade ; 30 moons ; warrior ; female
( brief description. include personality, minimum of 3 positive traits and 3 negative traits. history not required, but not including it assumes that your character is clanborn ) { screenname }
Honeypaw {Honeybear} ; 8 moons ; apprentice ; female
( brief description. include personality, minimum of 3 positive traits and 3 negative traits. history not required, but not including it assumes that your character is clanborn ) { screenname }
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 14, 2016 12:05:28 GMT -5
ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » medicine cat can be yours so long as you can be active! ;3
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frozo
Originally frozenthorn before name change
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Post by frozo on Sept 14, 2016 18:46:08 GMT -5
BALLOONS
Smokeflight ; 30 moons ; warrior ; tom ; other
Smokeflight is just a couple of inches shorter than the average, adult tom cat. This makes him stealthy, but not too good at fighting. His pelt is a darker grey with a black, spotted tabby pattern on his fur. It is soft and medium length and kept neat. His eyes are golden. Smokeflight is a very dependable cat, who knows how to be calm and patient. He will get thing done when it is asked of him, but it is very rare that he will work with others willingly or actually take any incentive. He doesn't like to take charge of any assignment and would rather sit in the back. It takes him a long time to trust someone, even to do some work correctly. Any type of touching is out of the question as well as personal questions. He is not very tolerant of childish actions, especially concerning the warrior code. His brother's mate has kits but died due to complications. His brother had died not too long after that. Smokeflight did the best he could to raise the kits, but most died in a frost, except for one kitten so he named him Frostkit.
Frostpaw ; 8 moons ; apprentice ; tom ; other
A pure white tom with pale green eyes. His fur is short, but thick. Frostpaw is build to be a climber. He has long, powerful legs as well as lean figure. However, he doesn't have a tail, not even a bob, because of this, he is scared to even climb two feet up a tree. Frostpaw has a wonderful memory and loves to learn. He finds knowledge the most valuable thing a cat can have. Which means he will have a million questions or get into trouble because he was curious about something in a dangerous location. When he messes up, he takes it hard. This tom is very sensitive and not self confident. He hates group activities or competitions since he gets easily flustered with cat's eyes on him. One joke about how he tripped and he will become hurt and distant. He won't snap back. He was told his siblings died in the cold weather, but he survived, hence the name. Smokeflight is his adopted father.
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Frostpaw padded through the forest with the moon lighting his path. His ears twitched at even the smallest sounds and his tail wavered. He knew he shouldn't be doing this. Well, it wasn't said that he couldn't, but he didn't know that he could. All he knew was that he needed this. He needed to become better. His mentor was training him with the others today so the tom had set out to train a bit more. His ears flickered back when he remembered his last painful session. I can do better, He told himself before he stepped into the meadow.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 14, 2016 18:48:45 GMT -5
frozo accepted! ill add you to the clan allegiances right now :3 feel free to start roleplaying on the other thread and ill go ahead and reply~
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 14, 2016 20:22:32 GMT -5
bump-
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Post by ❈ ─ ｓｏｌｌｕｘ ─ ❈ on Sept 14, 2016 23:01:12 GMT -5
{ hey there! your clan page is beautiful :') i couldn't pass up the opportunity to join~ } GORSELEAF ; 34 moons ; warrior ; male ; balloon
Gorseleaf is a slim tomcat, built more for speed and agility rather than strength. Gray fur hazes itself over the tomcat’s body, fanning out to create a dusty, long looking coat. A soft, white-gray color splashes amongst the darker gray on his chest and underbelly. Dark, jet black lines cut across Gorseleaf's coat in the classic mackerel tabby design, giving him a look that is oddly reminiscent of a tiger. Tufts of fur bloom from the tom's cheeks, the bends in his legs, and the tips of his ears. A pink nose dots his face, and expressive, fiery green irises blaze from his eye sockets. A single scar tears across Gorseleaf's face, running from his forehead all the way down to his nose. The tom's gentle appearance -- sans scar -- does not directly reflect his personality, however. With a tongue sharp as a lion's fang, and a temper as short as a mouse's whisker, Gorseleaf isn't the most likable cat around. He is a cat with little self control and a easily vexed personality, often letting his mouth get the best of him when he should -- realistically speaking -- keep it sewn shut. Despite his negative traits, however, he has an extreme loyalty to his Clan. He would lay down his life for them, fight until there's not a breath left in him, and put himself through horrendous amounts of pain for the sake of them. There is little he wouldn't do, and perhaps that redeeming quality makes up for his sour character.
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Silence falls upon the forest; the sun has moved beyond the trees, and the creatures dwelling within the pine woods fall silent in its wake. All but the crickets and toads dare to make sound, the rest either waiting comfortably for sleep to take them or scurrying to the safety of their hides. The forest seems to be holding its breath -- only when dawn approaches will it exhale its proof of life once more.
A cat stalks the dark, though -- careful and decisive is he as he makes his way through the shrouded forest. His paws step lightly on the soft earth, making little noise as he traverses the land he knows so well. His stomach turns on itself as it groans for sustenance, and the tom grimaces at the discomfort before pausing and tasting the air. What he senses is less than desirable, but it is food, and he must make a kill before returning to his Clan.
He moves forward, mouth occasionally dropping open in order to taste the air for prey. The scent of frogs is strong -- it's a wet smell, akin to damp moss mixed with fish -- and the tom finds himself deciding that he will catch as many as StarClan grants him. "Eugh. Gorseleaf, your judgement is awful," he says to himself, turning his nose up as he approaches a choir of frogs and toads alike singing in a rather marsh-like area of the forest. He makes a disgusted noise again, then groans, "I'll smell like frog for two sunrises after this."
But beggars can't afford to be choosers, so he does what he must. One after one, Gorseleaf pounces on the unsuspecting amphibians. Many slip from his grasp, but he successfully catches and kills three large frogs. His long pelt is matted with mud and a few sprigs of torn grass, but he has his prize -- he will feed his Clan tonight, even though his catch is sparse and a bit smelly. |
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 15, 2016 5:27:38 GMT -5
❈ ─ ｓｏｌｌｕｘ ─ ❈ thank you! :3 ill add your cat to the allegiances as soon as i get home otherwise feel free to start rping~!
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Post by llavoie -- on Sept 15, 2016 16:59:12 GMT -5
RISINGSUN ; 27 moons ; warrior ; male ; other ( Risingsun is a tall tom with long, slender legs. See, he's a savannah cat: a long-legged, slender breed of cat with a spotted, copper-brown coat. He has thin face and bright, inquisitive eyes of a dark brown hue. His tail fades to white about half way and is marred with thick brown-black stripes that match the color of his spots almost perfectly. His jaw and upper chest are also painted white, and the bridge of his nose is a little faded. He has long whiskers, making him very alert, and his dark eyes are rimmed with a light amber shade. He's quite handsome, yes, but he's not very strong. He's more the silent, slender type. His body was made for stealth so he prefers hunting over fighting. He enjoys eavesdropping quite a bit and he's got sharp ears, so he knows everything and anything that is going on within the Clan and without. He doesn't talk much, though he has many interesting to say and keeps secrets to himself, no matter whose they are. He's a good cat to vent to when you're feeling alone, because he'll listen quietly and never tell a soul. He usually sits back in the shadows and watches from a distance when it comes to crowds and he'll often slip away for the mere joy of being alone. You can often find him wandering the territory, not really paying attention to where he's going, and deep in thought. When he gets mad, though, his words are as sharp as thistles. He's sarcastic and rude and bluntly honest, telling you exactly what he thinks with no regard to how you'll feel. He's a bit aggressive when it comes to words and finds it hard to back away from and argument once introduced to one. He's a descendant of a rogue who joined the Clan a couple generations back, resulting in his unnatural savannah breed. ) { screenname }
TROUTWHISKER ; 32 moons ; warrior ; male; other ( Troutwhisker is a tall tom with short fur to help it dry faster when it gets wet and strong hind legs and hooked claws for climbing and jumping. His fur is mostly light grey, the bottom coat a snowy white so he looks a brilliant silver color (especially in the moonlight). On the tom he has sleek ebony black marbled markings, shining a rare obsidian color in the sunlight. White rims his eyes which are a series of blue colors, ranging from light, translucent river blue to deep, dark ocean blue. The colors seem liquid and shiver when his eyes move. His nose and pads are a soft grey spotted with darker smoky hues. His body is long and athletic and he has long legs. His tail is long and plumed, feathery. It has smoky stripes down the silver pattern. Troutwhisker is bold and stubborn. When he makes a decision, he rarely changes it unless completely necessary. He's fierce and sharp-tongued but inside he's actually very sweet and playful. He loves to fight and moves through battles with a grace. ) { screenname }
RUNNINGSONG ; 26 moons ; warrior ; female ; other ( Runningsong is a small dilute calico. Her coat is a very pale blue-grey with mute tabby stripes mixed in with cream and a faint orange hue over a chalky white base. Her fur is long and soft, and her tail her tail is slightly feathered. She has large, innocent looking eyes made up of a variety of blues, mostly very light colors. Her legs are long and slender and are tipped with dainty white paws and her face is angular with slightly rounded ears. She may seem like a very soft and fragile thing, easily breakable and practically harmless, but if you look closely her eyes burn with blue fire. Runningsong is one of the most unpredictable she-cat's you'll ever meet. She comes off very shy, very quiet, and she's kind of a lone wolf. She likes sneaking off by herself and doesn't have much patience for mousebrains. She avoids contact with other souls most of the time and will kind of fade off in the middle of a sentence, doubt clouding her eyes. She doesn't talk much and will turn away from a conversation, anxiety prickling on her pelt. If you really get on her nerves though, you'll regret. She's kind of got a sharp and unpredictable temper. She will sooner claw your ears off then then play nice. As you can see, she's very anti-social. But when it comes to battle, she loves being right in the thick of things, clawing her way to the top. She will leave nasty scars for you to remember her by. ) { screenname }
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ; Runningsong slid through the undergrowth, shadows dappling her calico pelt. Little to no sun warmed her today from the clouds that drifted across the sky. It smelled of rain, so most creatures were probably hiding in their burrows, waiting for the storm to pass. Still, the little she-cat was hungry, so she was going to hunt. The odds just weren't in her favor today.
She scented the air. The cold, metallic smell of leafbare touched her faintly, reminding her that leafbare was closing in and would soon be here. She sighed. She had a long fur coat, but some of her clanmates weren't so lucky. It would be hard this year, as it was every year.
Shaking her head to clear the distracted thoughts, Runningsong continued to pad softly through the undergrowth, her tiny paws making almost no noise as she picked her way through the fallen leaves and debris. She raised her pink nose to the air again, this time finding the welcoming scent of mouse over the smells of rain and snow. Her mouth-watered as she pictured herself biting into the tiny body, still warm from her recent kill.
Quickening her pace, the slim feline leaped over a fallen log and wove through the trees, following her nose. Suddenly her form went rigid and she dropped into a crouch. Ever so slowly, she began to slide towards her prey. She was close, close enough to pounce, so she gathered her legs under her, muscles tensing as she readied to leap and....
The mouse fled, scurrying out from under a leaf and slipping into a small burrow near a tree. Runningsong yowled in frustration as she gave chase, but she was too late. Tail lashing, she turned and scowled. Her grey eyes searched for something that could've startled her prey. She had been downwind of it, so she knew it wasn't her. Suddenly, an overwhelming scent of cat flooded her nose, making her fur stand up. The smell wasn't familiar, which meant only one thing: rogue.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 15, 2016 17:09:55 GMT -5
llavoie -- will add now! please make sure to read the rules however! :3
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Post by 𝕡𝕖𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕥 on Sept 18, 2016 10:25:54 GMT -5
Albapaw ; 10 moons ; apprentice ; female ; will be named Albafang. Balloon
( Albapaw has soft white fur, thick, but not so long that it was a hinderance. A few yellow splotches are scattered across her pelt, including one covering her left eye. Her eyes are a dull, rather murky shade of green. Albapaw's nose is bright pink, though it sometimes turns white in the cold. Her tail is of average length, if a tad thick. Structurally, Albapaw is thin and sleek. Despite being agile and somewhat graceful, she is disadvantaged in battle due to her lack of strength. Albapaw is fiercely loyal to her Clan, and freaks out over the idea of betrayal. As a result, Albapaw is very suspicious of outsiders, and displays xenophobic tendencies. She is obsessed with perfection, micromanages both herself and her Clanmates. Albapaw is constantly putting pressure on herself as a result. She happens to be a gifted strategist, and is very intuitive. Albapaw dreams of becoming deputy one day. However, it's probably just a childish ambition that will fade with time. She can be very charming when necessary, and is rarely manipulative. Albapaw views those outside of SilverClan as inferiorites that need to die, and won't hesitate to attack. ) { applebløssømm }
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ; Albapaw narrowed her eyes in concentration as she scanned the area. She tasted the air, her tail flicking in frustration. Nothing. I'm doing everything my mentor told me. Why can't I scent anything? It was her first time hunting, and Albapaw was determined to prove her worth. Her mentor had given Albapaw the opportunity to hunt by herself, and Albapaw had taken it with pride. A rustling noise caught her attention, and she angled her ears toward it. A few fox-lengths away, a young squirrel picked at the leaves on the ground, no doubt searching for nuts. Albapaw waggled her hanches, and dropped into a hunter's crouch. Keep your tail low, she told herself sternly. Don't screw this up. She launched herself after the squirrel, leaping and bounding. Before the poor creature knew what was happening, Albapaw was sinking her claws into it's spine. The squirrel shrieked, then fell limp. With a triumphant rush of adrenaline, Albapaw picked up her prey, and started to search for her mentor. |
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 18, 2016 11:00:34 GMT -5
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Post by plagυe docтor on Sept 21, 2016 17:37:24 GMT -5
Save~
Antpaw ; 10 Moons ; Apprentice ; Tom ; Cedarpaw is his sister
( It's not hard to pity Antpaw, the apprentice who wants to be the greatest warrior the clan has seen, but is held back just by his mere size. He was the runt of his litter, and shorter and smaller than most of his fellow apprentices despite being older than many of them. Antpaw refuses to let this hold him back, however. He trains extra hard to keep his skills sharp and be the best he can be. Some would even think he goes a little overboard, but he doesn't care. Antpaw makes up for any lack of skills he has with his intelligence; He's one that warriors, although being older than him, recognize his smart ideas when it comes to battle tactics, or even advice. He can be a little short-tempered and sharp tongued if you get on his bad side. He can also be very curious and daring, which in turn leads to him causing a lot of trouble, and getting his den mates in trouble as well. As he ages, this trait of him is slowly starting to fade, but he will always have a thirst for adventure that will never be quenched. His fur is short, black, and soft, while his eyes are a sharp, firm green. } { Eмpreѕѕ oғ Oυтworld }
Cedarpaw ; 10 Moons ; Apprentice ; She-cat ; Antpaw is her brother
( Cedarpaw is a she-cat who is lithe and agile, yet still has a considerable amount of muscle to her. She has a powerful, yet regal, air about her, and it almost seems like she's a sweet she-cat when you first meet her. But cross her, and she isn't afraid to use her teeth and claws. She has a fiery ambition that everyone recognizes, and she refuses to let others tell her she will be anything but great. Not many cats get along with her other than her brother, but this doesn't faze her. She is an excellent fighter, but lacks in most other skills. Cedarpaw knows how to get what she wants for the most part, using words like silver and what little charm she can muster. But this is all an act, and by now, most cats can call her bluffs. Her pelt is dark brown with darker tabby markings, and she has dark, intimidating amber eyes. } { Eмpreѕѕ oғ Oυтworld }
Hollyvine ; 31 Moons ; Warrior ; She-cat ; N/A
( Hollyvine can best be described as a background character. Her pelt is a dark gray with darker tabby stripes. Her eyes are a light, golden yellow. She is a little quiet, so she has some trouble making friends within the clan, and is often seen alone. Despite this, she keeps a happy attitude for the most part, and does her warrior duties with a smile on her face. It's not hard to pick a fight with her, however, since her temper is one of the shortest and has a 'I don't care' mentality. Having that mentality, this also makes her a very difficult cat to deal with at times. She's very stubborn, and will very seldom lose an argument. But if you stay on good terms with her, she can be an astounding and loyal friend. ) { Eмpreѕѕ oғ Oυтworld }
Crowtalon ; 27 Moons ; Warrior ; Tom ; N/A
( Crowtalon is a large, buff, all black tom with piercing green eyes. He has a very intimidating appearance, and uses this to his advantage whenever he can. Crowtalon is a more experienced warrior. He may seem like your average, hard-working warrior, but he is much more than that. He excels is fighting abilities, but mostly because he can overpower a good amount of his enemies. When it comes to battles, he is fearless and this can sometimes injure him badly. He has a lot of pride, and doesn't like to admit when he is injured. He's not the friendliest cat, as he can come off as too "professional." Sometimes, though, he can be a bit of a flirt. He's a good friend, though, once you get past his outer shell. He's a loyal, ambitious, a hard working warrior, and that's all truly he aspires to be, although, if asked, he'd answer differently. ) { Eмpreѕѕ oғ Oυтworld }
Loki ; 17 Moons ; loner ; tom ; N/A
( Loki is a tough cat. He was born a kittypet, but soon learned he would rather spend his life in the wild. Loki is a breed that is often found in homes rather than the forest; A bengal. He is a light, golden brown color with darker brown/black large specks making up his spotted fur pattern. His entire body is covered in spots, or spots that look more like stripes in his leg, paws, chest, and tail areas. His body shape is slightly different from regular cats in the wild due to his breed. His body is skinny and long, and his chest is very broad. His hind legs are longer than his front legs, which makes his walk seem a little strange to other cats he meets. And although he looks relatively skinny, his muscles are well developed and quite strong. In comparison to his body, his head looks a little too small for him, but his ears are normal sized and this makes them look too big for his head. All these attributes put together make him look like a rather regal cat, and he looks like a pure kittypet. He is often made fun of by other loners for that, but they are met with his claws and teeth. He still is adorned by his collar, which he has attempted to get off a multitude of times. It is an olive green, with a line of white dots through the middle. Loki is very intelligent, and knows how to manipulate other cats very well. He tends to stroll in and out of Silverclan territory, although he spends most of his time just outside their borders. When he does decide to venture into clan territory, however, he tries to cover his tracks by rolling through animal dung or wild garlic. He's had a few scuffles with clan cats, so they are faintly aware of his presence and he knows very well what he's risking every time his paws step past the scent markers. He's very charming, but he can be very reckless and head-strong. Impatient is an understatement, and bold is a word used to describe him often. He can be a bit cold to others, and often isn't aware of another cats' feelings. But this is just his tough exterior. If one is determined enough to break his outer shell, he can be a loyal and amazing friend, but this side of him is yet to be discovered. ) { Eмpreѕѕ oғ Oυтworld }
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Silence. Something that can be so comforting yet so dangerous. It filled the air, but lurking in the shadows, just beyond what was capable of a cats' sight, was a black, muscular tomcat, the only part of his body that was visible were his bright, hunger-filled eyes. They flicked back and forth as he surveyed the land in front of him, which was occupied by a single, skinny mouse. It wasn't much to fend off the sharp pains of hunger, but it was better than nothing. Unsheathing his claws silently, and feeling saliva drop on his tongue in his mouth, he prowled forward, not taking his eyes off the body of his small prey. In one, swift motion, his black paws jumped off the ground and landed square on the rodent's shoulders. In one more quick motion, he leaned down his head and bit the neck, savoring the taste of the mouse's blood. The blood-thirsty sparkle left his eyes, and filled with delight, as he picked his prey up off the ground and headed to camp, his home.
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Post by Bᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ on Sept 23, 2016 12:52:50 GMT -5
[ The layout for this roleplay is so pretty, I just can't ignore it ]
[ I may be a bit rusty with roleplaying any feline it's been a while since I joined a clan ]
GRAYSMOKE; 26 moons ; warrior ; male ; balloon Graysmoke is considered to be one of those silent giants, large with lean muscles but not really into talking or being social in the long run. He has dark gray colored fur that ripples with a underlining color of blue if the sun hits it at the right angle. His coat is similar to a Chartreux cats - short haired, but a bit longer and fuzzy around his belly but not to mention a tad bit heavy to carry around. His eyes are the color of burning embers, the only dash of brightness that contrasts against the shade of gray that engulfs his body. Graysmoke is a loyal cat to say the least, loyal and um well maybe that's the most that anyone could maybe sum up about him at first glance. Graysmoke doesn't speak out a lot, nor does he enjoy taking part in any sort of games or activities. If Graysmoke wasn't born a clan cat he would have most likely ended up as a loner. Along with the silence you would receive from Graysmoke, you will probably get a lot of empty conversations or just a bunch of grunts. But that doesn't mean he's a emotionless being. He just needs time to warm up to other felines and get use to their presence before he can open his muzzle and start a conversation, which most of the time his conversations are about something important - or not it all depends on how he is feeling towards the subject. Besides his silent nature and thick padded walls, he's protective, respectful of others and mindful of others feelings. But sometimes that can turn to stubborn tendencies, blunt opinions and a silent anger if you roll onto his bad side - or his tail.
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THISTLEPAW; 10 moons ; apprentice ; female ; balloon
A slender, medium sized female cat with a short furred coat, a light brown base but with a much darker rusty red top coat that spreads down her spine, to the back of her hind legs and the length of her long tail. Her face is sort of a wedged shape, with a slight break in her muzzle, nose, and chin that form a vertical line when in a viewing profile, with almond shaped eyes tinted with a light hue of green. Her body is lean, graceful and made for running and climbing or even hunting, but not exactly in the shape for fighting another cat even if a cat where to be her same size. Framing that face are a pair of large ears that have that same rustic red burn that fade towards a lighter color at the tips. Thistlepaw is one of those she-cats that tries to be all cool and collected on the outside but given the right push can be a little bouncing ball of energy. She spends as much of her time fawning over the female warriors, claiming that each and every one of them are her heroes or inspiration to do better and be just like them. Although when asked about what she feels towards the male warriors she just sort of shrinks away and states how some of them are a bit frightening. Thistlepaw means well though, she just wants to be a great warrior like every other apprentice wishes to be. Although she isn't exactly the best to teach, considering how her attention bounces from one thing to another. And trying to get her to fight another cat would be like trying to get a bird to bark like a dog - nearly impossible. Compassionate, cheerful and humble is Thistlepaw on a good day. On bad days though she can be stubborn like a mule, sharp of the tongue and really blunt.
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Things usually played out well for Graysmoke when he went hunting, usually he was able to catch something at this point in the day but maybe today was just....not his day. Everything was quiet, even the wind seemed to have fallen under this blanket of hush. Why is it that everything around Graysmoke was just that? Silent. It didn't annoy him it just seemed odd that everywhere he went it was quiet and his ears could barely pick up the sound of even a tree branch rustling. His ember eyes turned upwards to the sky where the branches swayed slightly, the sunlight flickering over his dark gray form. His ears flicked once, his tail twitching to the side before the giant moved. It's not that bad out...maybe I can head back and just sleep away.... he thought to himself. It's not like he had anything better to do. He didn't have a patrol to go on nor did he have an apprentice to teach. He found himself not having anything to do a lot actually and he still didn't know to this day if that was a bad thing or a good thing. Maybe it was both, who knows at this point.
He could maybe do more than just walk around the forest, he could jump around and leap over stuff like a young apprentice or he could go and find some prey and be useful for once. He could do so much if he wanted to. His muscles twitched under that heavy coat of his, his eyes taking a small glance around the area around him as if he was making sure he was alone and no one was watching him. His claws sunk into the dirt and dragged up crumbles of earth when he slowed sheathed them once more. One last glance around him, alone as it seems, and he was off. His legs carried him over dips in the earth and under prickly pine branches that tugged on his coat. No doubt he would be picking pine needles from his fur after this, but for now he was more then happy to just be running. When was the last time he let himself actually run around and be like a hyped up apprentice? Not for a while - or ever is the correct term. He bounded across logs and even climbed on any large rocks that caught his eyes, anything that looked like he could work his muscles to get over he went to. By the time he did stop, his legs were sore and his muscles felt taunt. But it felt good, the exhaustion of getting all worked up was a feeling he rarely felt these days. Maybe it was because he was getting old. Maybe it was the fact that he, indeed, had nothing to do at all. Graysmoke stayed still for a few moments, exactly like he had been moments before he took off running, before turning his body around and walking back toward camp.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 23, 2016 14:31:13 GMT -5
 "Here outside, it's just you and I, I couldn't love you more if I tried. It's crystal clear, as we disappear; swimming in the moonlight."Bᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ adding right now ~ and thank you omg!!! |
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Sept 25, 2016 3:57:33 GMT -5
Here's the joining form. Feel free to delete parenthesis:
Goldenkit ; 1 moons ; kit ; female ; Warrior name will be Goldendawn
Goldenblossom is a light gold she-cat with a white stomach and paws. She is a bit on the smaller side and has a slender form. She has long, silky fur that shines in the sun and a feather like tail, giving her a signature soft, beautiful appearance, which matches her sky-blue eyes. She is one of those cats whose appearance seems to reflect exactly who they really are. With her gentle attitude and calm temperament, she truly has a heart of gold. Unfortunately, soft cats don’t make the best warriors. She is a terrible fighter, simply because of her hatred towards hurting others. She can’t stop putting herself in the paws of her enemy, and that hinders her ability greatly, not to mention her size alone puts her at a disadvantage. { Bumblestripe }
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ; wip
Applekit; 1 moon ; kit ; female ;warrior name will be Appleblossom
Applekit is a reddish brown she cat, with a slighty darker brown face and ears, she has a white patch on her chest which ends at the bottom half of her jaw. She has short sleek fur and a rather slender build. Her eyes are a pale china blue and she has white whiskers, with a little black nose. Applekit is energetic and playfuly, she is very clever and is great at scheming, she can be a bit talk a tive at times but has a adventours and rebellious spirit. { Bumblestripe }
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Echokit ; 1 moon ; kit ; tom ; warrior name will be Echowisp
Echokit is a pale ginger tom with a smoky white hue to his fur. His fur is speckled with white throughout his fur, and turns more silver at his ears and face. He has a white muzzle and frosty grey paws, he has a relatively large build with dark green eyes. He has short sleek fur and well muscled limbs. Echokit is a bit nervous at times, and kind of timid when it comes to new things. But his timid composure fades away when near his sisters, and he is very energetic, caring and playful. { Bumblestripe }
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Honeykit ; 1 moon ; kit ; female ; warrior name will be Honeynectar
Honeykit is a pale brown tabby she cat with darker brown stripes, she has medium length fur which has a hue of red in it near her chest, nose and flanks. She has an angular face with a long slender build. She had a white patch on her chest and has green eyes with amber flecks. Honeykit is very dramatic but in a humorous way, she is very sarcastic and loves to cracks jokes, sometimes she can say things before thinking in which can hurt peoples feelings sometimes. She likes to day dream a lot which gets her scolded for, when training. { Bumblestripe }
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Palefern ; 32 moond ; warrior ; female ; other
Palefern is a pale ginger tabby she cat with slightly darker stripes. Her large eyes are a clear Bright amber, and seem to reflect the sunlight. She is of an average size body considering she is a maine coon, but has a lithle build which is long and lean. Her muzzle is very define with high cheek bones, and she has large rounded ears with lynx like tips and a huge lions like maine; which makes it look like she is always puffing out her chest. She has large fluffy paw pads and a well feathered tail; along with her well feather tail she has long, tamed silky fur. She is kind-hearted and bright, optimistic and friendly. She flirts more often than most cats, but it's usually light-hearted and playful instead of actual flirting. She is also fiercely protective and loyal, and is a natural leader. She is aware of the rules, but prefers to do what she feels is right regardless of what other people believe. Because of this, she got into quite a bit of trouble as an apprentice; She has an adventurous, rebellious spirit.{ Bumblestripe }
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Violetleaf ; 27 moond ; warrior ; tom ; other
Violetleaf is a dark grey tom, and has long fur with a feather like tail. Lynx like ear tips, and a lion's like maine. He has bright dark green eyes, he also has his right ear tip cut off, but his fur is sleek and shiny. It is soft but more dusty looking, she has an unusally large build which makes her the size of a fox or bob cat, she also has unusally large paws that have fur tufts on the bottom. The reason she is so big is because she is a maine coon, Violetleaf can seem intimidating at first but behind his large build he is very soft spoken and sweet, always thinking about others before himself. He believe very strongly in showing love and compassion, even if there just one of his friends. { Bumblestripe }
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Raintree ; 30 moons ; Medicine cat ; tom ; other
Raintree is a grey point siamese with the same white fur as her sister, but she has grey focal points on her face, legs, and tail. Her grey focal points also have a pale ginger towards the edges giving her a dusty grey look. She has very pale blue but bright eyes, she has short sleek fur and is quite small but is very lethal. Raintree is very sweet and caring, he is always very calm and kind. He does worry but keeps to himself when he is like that, he has wise words and is very clever. He can be a bir acatter brained when things get hectic but for the most part keeps everything neat and perfect, in a way you could say he is a perfectionist. { Bumblestripe }
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Firefly ; 30 moons ; warrior ; tom ; other
Firefly is as white as snow, except there's a pale ginger hue to it; he has bright reddish ginger tabby marking on his face, paws, and tail. His tabby markings on his paws are less defined than on his face and tail, his ears are a solid reddish ginger. Firefly hold a strong But elegant body with lean muscles, he has short, soft, sleek fur with a long tail and legs, he has long pointy ears and pale blue eyes. Firefly is one to always speak his mind and heavily believes in the doing the right thing, He can be a little hot headed when it comes to intruders and fights, but he always thinks before he speak because ge hates upsetting others. He is very sweet and caring, he does suffer from depression but its very mild and only gets it when he upsets others. { Bumblestripe }
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Violetleaf was low to the ground, his tail sticking straight out as to not make any sound. His gaze rested on a mouse they sat eatting berries not too far away, he was up wind and the mouse had no idea he was coming. He quickly padded forward before lunging into the air at the frightened mouse, but it didnt run away fast enough and Violetleaf landing on it squarely and quickly gave it a quick swift bite to the neck. He stood up with the prey in his jaws with a look of triumph and raised his head, the bushes rustled bext to him ad he got up and padded back towards camp. The wind gave off a slight breeze which rustled the leaves above his head, he shivered as the air was getting colder. He quickened his pace as his watm nest popped into his mimd, he couldnt wait to get back to camp and curl up in his feathered nest all cozy.
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Post by ❈ ─ ｓｏｌｌｕｘ ─ ❈ on Sept 25, 2016 13:23:35 GMT -5
{ -screams internally- i made another character bc i'm a trash lord } ADDERTHROAT ; 46 moons ; warrior ; female ; balloon Adderthroat's body is primarily muscular, with toned legs, a strong chest, and a thick neck. She is stocky in build, with broad features that make her look less appealing, but more formidable in the physical aspects of clan life. Her fur color is often compared to that of mud or dirt, with brown being her primary base color. A darker hue colors her face; her muzzle and fur around her eyes carries this darker brown, and just on her brow beholds two “eye dots” of the same color. This dark brown runs from just between her ears down to the middle of her tail, coloring her neck and back. Finally, the same tone dyes the tip of her tail — almost like an artist’s paintbrush, if you will — and marks her right hind paw as a sock. A lighter, creamier brown tints the front of the she-cat’s neck down to her underbelly, and the toes of her front left paw share this shade as well. Her eyes are colored much like molten honey. In terms of personality, Adderthroat is an ambitious she-cat, though these ambitions are often centered towards the betterment of her character and for her clan. She is straightforward in a way that often makes her seem abrasive, but her intentions are always pure of heart. She is observant, headstrong, and honest — qualities that have been cultivated through moons of self-development. She does, however, host a few benevolent qualities; Adderthroat is prone to jealousy and, in rare cases, selfishness. { ❈ ─ ｓｏｌｌｕｘ ─ ❈ } |
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Post by kiddo on Sept 25, 2016 22:19:34 GMT -5
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Starkclaw ; 34 moons ; Warrior ; She-cat ; balloon
This she-cat is a feisty creature of smaller size, her ear tips reaching only the muzzle of most of her clanmates. Her fur is stone grey, with darker ticked tabby markings, white belly, and eyes the color of sage leaves. Long scars cross her left flank, and the ear on that same side is shredded. At times, her stubborn and often annoying personality can actually be a benefit, making her a strong warrior with an eagerness for battle unlike most. Both of her parents died shortly after her birth; her mother from blood loss, and father from battle. Though she may seem bad tempered on the outside, she is actually very sweet, and constantly trying to win praise from her superiors, making her a very loyal and trusting companion to have.
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Nightpaw ; 7 moons ; Apprentice ; Tom
Nightpaw is a very feminine tomcat, from his lean, gentle features to his caring and mother-like personality. His soft, feathery pelt is of black coloration, with white underfur that covers all of his legs and causes a stripe to run down his face. Upon his back are spots that form a pattern not unlike a fawn, and the rest of his body is flecked with white fur as if he had raced through freshly fallen snow, excluding his shoulders, the base of his tail, his upper legs, and his face. The white tip of his tail is also slightly bent to the left. His most striking feature, however, is his large and intelligent golden eyes. This cat is desperate to please, and constantly afraid others are disappointed or mad at him. He finds it hard to read others emotions, so he often misunderstands what cats mean when they are talking to him. He cannot see things that are very far away, but his sense of hearing is impeccable, able to pick out the sound of a mouse scuddling in the dirt from a fox length away. He loves to help around camp, especially in the nursery. It is thought he likes it so much because he grew up fending for himself since he was young, as he was a rouge kitten when he stumbled upon the camp by chance. Even though he refuses to talk about it, it is assumed his mother is dead by the way he decided to join the clan almost immediately.
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Roleplay Example:
Ash fell from the black sky like snow, obscuring Littlelight's vision and choking her. Screwing up her amber eyes and laying her ears flat, she blasted away full-pelt through the trees, trying not to get her sand colored fur caught on anything that might trip her. Letting out a hoarse cry, searching for her clanmates as the flames grew hotter and closer to her pelt, she jumped over fallen branches and rocks, practically flying as her lungs ached for air and begged her to slow down. Littlelight knew, however, that if she slowed down even a fraction, she would be engulfed in the raging forest fire. Too late, she realized where her paws where taking her, and she crashed head-first into the large, sheer cliff that served as the northern border, and also her favorite place to think. She whipped around as fast as she could, but she was trapped on all sides, and the burning glow of death ebbed nearer, as if taunting her, knowing she couldn't escape. Slowly she closed her eyes, silently accepting the end. She was thinking again now, for the last time, about her family. She hoped Adderpaw would complete his apprenticeship with a new mentor very soon, and that her kits would remember her. At least she would be with their father soon, she thought, as the smoke filled her senses and she was dragged away into the darkness of unconsciousness, and eventual death.
This was the only example I kept from the old forums.
Extra stuff that's important: I'd like to point out that Nightpaw's coloring is possible, and actually should be more common in the Warriors universe. It is a mutation commonly found in inbred feral cats, called the "Finnish Mutation", and can be easily found online by searching "Finnish mutation cat". It is a genetic trait that is often associated with infertility, and blindless to a lesser extent. I thought I should just point this out, in case it seems too unrealistic!
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 25, 2016 23:31:35 GMT -5
kiddo will add tomorrow asap!
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