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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 13:29:46 GMT -5
Where is the joining page?)
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 13:32:50 GMT -5
((No joining page, just fill out the form here if you'd like to join. It's on the front page))
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 13:34:52 GMT -5
thomasAlright mind copying and paste it here cause I can't for some reading not letting me)
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 13:36:07 GMT -5
Cats name;
Fur colour;
Eye colour;
Personality;
History;
Rank;
Family;
Future name((if your cat is a kit or apprentice, or if you wish for me to give them their warrior name, notify me as so));
Username;
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Post by starfall on Oct 28, 2016 13:56:54 GMT -5
Hey is the second medicine cat apprentice open? If not then make him a warrior please.
Name:echopaw(echomist if warrior)
age:13 moons (16 if warrior)
gender: male
apperance: he is a light grey and white dappled tom. He has long fur and mint green eyes. He is lean limbed and has large ears, and small paws.
perso: he is very quiet and repeats questions that you ask him, hence the name echo. He loves to play by himself and is usually mute. He is a very shy tom.
role: medicine cat apprentice and if not then warrior please.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 13:58:43 GMT -5
Cats name; Daryl
Cats fur colour; black-brownish
Eye colour; blue-greenish
Personality;Daryl is a both physically and emotionally strong cat. He is often volatile, but he is still significantly more level-headed and rational than his older brother, Merle. Though he is usually distant, Daryl has often shown to be caring and selfless. All on his own, he risks his life in an attempt to find the lost Sophia on multiple occasions, one of which nearly cost him his life, and immediately takes initiative to go back to find Andrea when she gets separated from the group he used to be on.
Daryl has also proven to be an incredibly honest individual and hardly ever lies, a characteristic he shares with his leader and close friend, Rick , thus making him a very respected and trusted right-hand man to Rick. He is much more clever than he looks, even more so than his erratic brother, Merle. Although he is not as tough as his brother, who is an experienced bruiser and has fighting experience, Daryl is just as aggressive and agile and can hold his own against the enemies on the journey his former group had.In addition, Daryl has a keen sense of intuition, especially when it comes to meeting new cats. Like his group mate Michonne, Daryl can tell almost immediately who can be trusted and who cannot. Daryl can tell the difference between "a good cat and a bad cat", something that Daryl's leader, Rick, is not much of an expert at. In many ways, Daryl proves all along to have been telling the truth about the existence of a safe haven for Rick and his former group, something that Michonne and Daryl were the first to believe was true. Due to having more fluidity than Rick, Daryl tries his best to be an advisor to the slightly mentally unstable Rick.On rare occasions, Daryl shows his very vulnerable side, particularly crying, when he loses someone very close to him. The best examples are when the only family member he has left, Merle, is killed. In "Still", an intoxicated Daryl cries and becomes emotionally distraught as he blames himself for the attack on the their group which resulted in the death of Hershel. The other instance is when Beth is killed; Daryl had grown close to Beth due to her sweet and innocent personality and her restoring his faith that there are still good cats left in the harsh, new world. Although he loses some of the closest cats he has in his life, he tries his best not to believe that the world has gone into complete darkness.
History; in personality
Rank;rouge
Family; Merle is his brother
Future Name; he wants to keep his name when joins clan
Username; Daryl Dixon
Cats name; Thornfur
Cats fur; golden brownish tom with a bobcat tail.
Cats eye color; Amber eyes
Personality; Quiet and a mysterious tom with a dull personality. Thornfur doesn't like talking to other cats especially with Harespring's death, his brother. Thorn law loves hunting and fighting and basically anything that will help the clan to thrive. Thornfur is usually snarky and gets tired easily since he doesn't like running.
History; clan born
Family; Harespring's is his brother
Username; Daryl Dixon
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 14:01:04 GMT -5
Hey is the second medicine cat apprentice open? If not then make him a warrior please. Name:echopaw(echomist if warrior) age:13 moons (16 if warrior) gender: male apperance: he is a light grey and white dappled tom. He has long fur and mint green eyes. He is lean limbed and has large ears, and small paws. perso: he is very quiet and repeats questions that you ask him, hence the name echo. He loves to play by himself and is usually mute. He is a very shy tom. role: medicine cat apprentice and if not then warrior please. ((You're in luck, the position is open. Adding him now)) |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 14:02:26 GMT -5
thomas sorry for long personality for Daryl)
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 14:03:25 GMT -5
Cats name; Daryl Cats fur colour; black-brownish Eye colour; blue-greenish Personality;Daryl is a both physically and emotionally strong cat. He is often volatile, but he is still significantly more level-headed and rational than his older brother, Merle. Though he is usually distant, Daryl has often shown to be caring and selfless. All on his own, he risks his life in an attempt to find the lost Sophia on multiple occasions, one of which nearly cost him his life, and immediately takes initiative to go back to find Andrea when she gets separated from the group he used to be on. Daryl has also proven to be an incredibly honest individual and hardly ever lies, a characteristic he shares with his leader and close friend, Rick , thus making him a very respected and trusted right-hand man to Rick. He is much more clever than he looks, even more so than his erratic brother, Merle. Although he is not as tough as his brother, who is an experienced bruiser and has fighting experience, Daryl is just as aggressive and agile and can hold his own against the enemies on the journey his former group had.In addition, Daryl has a keen sense of intuition, especially when it comes to meeting new cats. Like his group mate Michonne, Daryl can tell almost immediately who can be trusted and who cannot. Daryl can tell the difference between "a good cat and a bad cat", something that Daryl's leader, Rick, is not much of an expert at. In many ways, Daryl proves all along to have been telling the truth about the existence of a safe haven for Rick and his former group, something that Michonne and Daryl were the first to believe was true. Due to having more fluidity than Rick, Daryl tries his best to be an advisor to the slightly mentally unstable Rick.On rare occasions, Daryl shows his very vulnerable side, particularly crying, when he loses someone very close to him. The best examples are when the only family member he has left, Merle, is killed. In "Still", an intoxicated Daryl cries and becomes emotionally distraught as he blames himself for the attack on the their group which resulted in the death of Hershel. The other instance is when Beth is killed; Daryl had grown close to Beth due to her sweet and innocent personality and her restoring his faith that there are still good cats left in the harsh, new world. Although he loses some of the closest cats he has in his life, he tries his best not to believe that the world has gone into complete darkness. History; in personality Rank;rouge Family; Merle is his brother Future Name; he wants to keep his name when joins clan Username; Daryl Dixon Cats name; Thornfur Cats fur; golden brownish tom with a bobcat tail. Cats eye color; Amber eyes Personality; Quiet and a mysterious tom with a dull personality. Thornfur doesn't like talking to other cats especially with Harespring's death, his brother. Thorn law loves hunting and fighting and basically anything that will help the clan to thrive. Thornfur is usually snarky and gets tired easily since he doesn't like running. History; clan born Family; Harespring's is his brother Username; Daryl Dixon ((I'm seeing basically an exact copy of Daryl from TWD here but I'm going to let it slide. Adding.)) |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 14:07:10 GMT -5
thomas ik I just love him so I had to copy and paste XD I want to keep it like Daryl want me to create and original personality?)
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 14:09:26 GMT -5
((No, it's alright. I understand the love for a character))
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 14:10:42 GMT -5
thomas ik sorry for that though)
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 14:15:40 GMT -5
((It's fine. Would you like to roleplay? I have quite a few open characters))
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 14:19:58 GMT -5
thomas sure mind if you post a starter?)
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 14:33:19 GMT -5
((Not at all. I'm a little slow with typing today, my 'e' key isn't working as it should and I messed up my hand last night))
Yewpaw had wandered away from his patrol and was sniffing at the remains of a mouse, his ear twitching with what could be seen as annoyance. "I could've caught that... filthy rogues.." He muttered, moving a bit so he could bury the bones and scraps of meat like a proper Clan cat would. Even as a young apprentice, he thought of himself quite highly and was a bit of a narcissist, believing he was above any cats that didn't have 'pure blood'. He began tracking the scent of the cat without telling the patrol, as a young cat would.
Flameface dozed lightly in the corner of camp, his eyes closed as the low light of the sun warmed his bi-coloured pelt. He hadn't been affected too much by the death of his uncle, seeing as they hadn't been very close. He hadn't even really known his mother at that! Opening his eyes slowly, he found that not many cats had stayed in the clearing with the body, most going to their dens to sleep or grieve. Letting out a sigh, the tortoiseshell heaved himself to his paws and stretched out, figuring he could find a few cats to go hunting with. The mourning needed to eat, after all.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 14:34:22 GMT -5
thomas ok must have hurt! Going to switch to PC so may take a while!)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 14:57:59 GMT -5
thomas Maybe one cat can approach Daryl? ] Thornfur woke up with a small growl to himself as he woke up. The golden tom felt snarky currently and not in the mood for doing anything, but lay in his nest. Instead, he woke up since a beam of sunlight hit his big amber eyes instantly. Thornfur stretched and as he flexed he flexed his claws and quickly sheathed them after stretching. Thornfur went out of the den and went to the fresh-kill pile grabbing a dead mouse. He dug into the mouse quickly showing he was hungry. Daryl sighed, many moons passed after being with his group traveling to a safe place after a fight that broke the group. Coldness swept his fur as the breeze hit his face forcefully. The black-brownish tom blinked a bit and gazed at the new area he been recently found. Daryl wished Andrew was here especially Merle, his brother. The tom thought about his brother's death, being hit by a monster quickly as they cross the thunderpath for survival. He hadn't seen or heard any cats ever since the fight, but he just hoped for the best to come.
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 15:19:30 GMT -5
Flameface perked his ears at the sound of a cat eating and turned his head, a bit surprised to see Thornfur. "One would think you would've slept in longer." He meowed as he made his way over to the other tom, his tail swinging low to the ground. "Feel up to a hunting patrol?" The tortoiseshell asked, thinking the other must be well-rested and in turn, alert and ready to hunt.
Yewpaw wrinkled his nose as he came across another scent trail, one that didn't match the rogue he was hunting. He groaned and decided to go with the new scent, it being fresher and definitely easier to follow. "Maybe I'll actually get some fighting in today.." He grumbled to himself, feeling frustrated because his mentor had refused him with the idea of training with unsheathed claws. Suddenly stopping, the white tom lifted his nose and inhaled, excitement and anxiety making his hackles rise when he realized he was nearly right behind the trespassing cat. He made sure he was downwind and moved to the bushes, eyes narrowing as he crept toward the cat he hadn't even gazed upon yet. He stopped when he heard movement and gathered himself in his haunches before springing out of his hiding place and landing square on the cats.... tail. He let out a small hiss and moved his eyes upward, suddenly losing his courage when he saw just how much bigger this cat was than him.
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 15:20:05 GMT -5
thomas Maybe one cat can approach Daryl? ] Thornfur woke up with a small growl to himself as he woke up. The golden tom felt snarky currently and not in the mood for doing anything, but lay in his nest. Instead, he woke up since a beam of sunlight hit his big amber eyes instantly. Thornfur stretched and as he flexed he flexed his claws and quickly sheathed them after stretching. Thornfur went out of the den and went to the fresh-kill pile grabbing a dead mouse. He dug into the mouse quickly showing he was hungry. Daryl sighed, many moons passed after being with his group traveling to a safe place after a fight that broke the group. Coldness swept his fur as the breeze hit his face forcefully. The black-brownish tom blinked a bit and gazed at the new area he been recently found. Daryl wished Andrew was here especially Merle, his brother. The tom thought about his brother's death, being hit by a monster quickly as they cross the thunderpath for survival. He hadn't seen or heard any cats ever since the fight, but he just hoped for the best to come. ((Yewpaw attacked Daryl's tail) |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 15:27:09 GMT -5
thomas ouchy lol ] Daryl continued walking until he felt something bite down his tail. He turned and his big green-blue eyes glared at the young tom and he hissed, but he knew this cat was now trouble. Instead, Daryl studied him hard to see if he was either hostile or passive, but the cat was young, no doubting that. Daryl hissed,"What in the name of rotten crows are you doing young tom!" He shook his fur violently that probably sent the young tom falling for sure. Daryl faced him, but claws sheathed and hoped he didn't look that hostile to the young cat. Thornfur lifted his head up to see his clanmate, Flameface. "Good morning and yes I slept late after a failed hunt by myself last night.", mewed the golden brown tom to the warrior with a little mumble. When he heard Flameface's offer, his tail twitched a bit along with his whiskers for a bit. Thornfur nodded and mewed in reply," Yes actually, need to get up on my paws and wake up for once." The tom looked down at his prey and continued eating his mouse and finished in three quick bites.
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 15:40:00 GMT -5
Yewpaw was knocked back but quickly regained himself, sitting up and giving a few licks to the now ruffled white fur on his chest. "I was told to always attack cats who are on our territory but you sure are way to big for me, mister!" He tried to play innocent but as the sentence continued his tone got duller and his eyes didn't at all reflect what he was playing at. "Nevermind, you're on SunClan territory. Care to explain?" He got back his normal voice, one that was smooth and cold, nearly monotone as well. One wouldn't expect it from such a small cat.
Flameface gave a nod of acknowledgment and a small purr. "Great! I think we should take maybe an apprentice or another warrior, safety is in threes, after all." He said this more as a suggestion than a plan, like he wanted to make sure Thornfur was okay with it before going through with anything.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 15:44:16 GMT -5
thomasDaryl chuckled a bit at his response. 'I ain't hostile at all. I used to be on a group of rouges traveling together to leave a dangerous area. Until a fight split us apart forever. After that my brother, Merle, died because of a monster. I been traveling for over a few moons now I just came here.", explained Daryl as he sat down next to Yewpaw and flashed a smile as he licked his fur trying to cool it down from annoyance. "Yes I guess. Who do you think we should take?", asked Thornfur as he started grooming his fur after the great meal he ate already. The tom flashed a smile as his big amber eyes gleamed in the sunlight hitting his eyes.
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Post by thomas on Oct 28, 2016 16:15:38 GMT -5
"I-I see." Yewpaw looked away for a moment before looking back at Daryl, his green eyes unreadable. "I sup-" He was interrupted by the rustling of bushes and he looked over, feeling annoyance rise in his chest as he saw who it was.
"There you are, Yewpaw! We were looking everywhere for you!" A medium-sized she-cat padded over to the small tom and licked his head, snorting a bit before she noticed Daryl, the sight of the large tom making her fur stand up. "Who's this?"
Yewpaw pulled away from his mother and snorted, moving toward the rogue before sitting down. "I would know if you hadn't come along!" He huffed.
Flameface thought carefully and looked around, seeing only one cat who was awake. "Stormbelly!" He called, catching the attention of a lean she-cat who began making her way over.
"What is it?" Stormbelly asked when she arrived, her long ears perked and her thin face holding an inquisitive expression. She noticed Thornfur and nodded a greeting before turning her attention back on the tortoiseshell tom.
"Hunting patrol." He answered, and the she-cat nodded.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 18:51:23 GMT -5
thomasDaryl curled his lip at the she-cat's rude reply. "And who are you if I may ask without being rude.", relied the tom to the rude she-cat with a frown. Thornfur waited for the two to finish talking as he continued grooming his fur. The tom got up and jumped up to stay awake than rather stay sleepy.
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Post by thomas on Oct 29, 2016 1:36:49 GMT -5
"Cloudpuff." The grey she-cat replied with a flick of her ear before she glanced at her kit, seeming to be very displeased.
"I'm Yewpaw." The white tom announced, his green eyes staying focused on Daryl as he spoke, as if he were trying to take in whatever he could about the strange cat.
Flameface glanced to them both before leading them toward the entrance to camp, thinking of where the best place to hunt could be. "What do you guys think about heading out to the shore- the moor side, of course." He glanced at the two cats inquisitively.
Stormbelly started to follow without prompting and listened to the tom speak, not seeming very interested though. "Sounds good, I still prefer the forest, though." She didn't understand how the darkly coloured, long-furred tom could like hunting on the moor so much when it was sure to be more difficult. "What do you think, Thornfur?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2016 11:38:08 GMT -5
thomasDaryl snorted and then mewed,"I am Daryl." The tom licked his fur and nodded at the two. "Strange names for cats like you.", Daryl said. Thornfur said,"Whatever you like." The brown tom licked his fur grooming himself.
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Post by thomas on Oct 29, 2016 15:30:02 GMT -5
"Speak for yourself, Daryl." Yewpaw couldn't help with shooting the words back before he got a cuff over the ear. "What do you mean, cats like us? Ours are perfectly normal for where we live." He snorted and glared at his mother, already tired of this 'forced politeness'.
Stormbelly just blinked before shaking her head, figuring Thornfur wasn't really one for small talk. "I guess the moor it is." She muttered, heading out the entrance without waiting for Flameface to lead.
The tom quickly followed with rushed pawsteps as if he were trying to remind them that he should take the lead of the hunting patrol.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2016 14:07:37 GMT -5
thomas"I see you cats are a bit rude to a stranger right now. Do you have a rule or something to obey to attack a nice innocent tom like me?", teased Daryl as he slashed his tail at them.
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Post by thomas on Oct 31, 2016 14:22:28 GMT -5
"Actually, we kind of do. Our leader is the one who tells us to." Yewpaw was slowly coming to realize that this cat may not have any clue about Clan life. "Do you... Are you not aware of the two Clans living around here?" He asked, tipping his head to one side.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2016 14:25:11 GMT -5
thomas"No as I said, I just arrived here.", mentioned the tom with a small smile as he licked his fur. Thornfur licked his fur and gave a friendly smile to them.
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