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Post by soulcatcher on Apr 2, 2018 21:01:20 GMT -5
Dude.
My Characters: Wildclaw/Wild: This is an odd looking tom. He's tall as a Maine Coon, but lean and short haired. His fur is two toned... Base coloring is a firey-red/orange with a light tan color as his underbelly, tip of his ears and tail. His eyes are green branded with a ring of golden yellow. His head is triangle shaped with canine teeth sticking out. His personality is unpredictable; one moment he's calm and playful, then snappy and crazy. Unlike most cats he has come across, He loves playing in the rain.
Gina/Mudpelt: A brown splattered colored pelt with a bit of firey-red and orange here and there/ Has a triangle shaped head with a pair of amber colored eyes. She's a bit snappy with everyone, blunt, with just a slight dash of gentleness.
Soul/Soulcatcher: A tall tom with a pair of unique dark blue/black eyes. His fur is a dark silky almond color that covers the muscles that lay beneath. He tends to come off anti-social, slightly dark and depressing.
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Post by blackpaw on Apr 2, 2018 21:56:11 GMT -5
Briarpaw - 26 moons Male Warrior Blackpaw
Appearance: Briarpaw is small cat with a think dark brown and orange striped coat with small grey spots all over coat, with fierce brown eyes, one ear was half chewed off from a fierce battle.
Personality: Somewhat solitary and is a little conceited, but has everyone's best interests at heart
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Post by soulcatcher on Apr 2, 2018 22:02:43 GMT -5
Gina sticks close to the shadows of the treeline. Slinging through as quiet as possible, she scented that there was a cat nearby, but her urge to hunt was more intense than fearing an attack.
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Post by blackpaw on Apr 2, 2018 22:08:50 GMT -5
Briarpaw spots another cat through the thick bush he was in, He covertly inches his way closer to the unknown cat using the thick foliage around him as cover.
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Post by soulcatcher on Apr 2, 2018 22:18:12 GMT -5
Focusing on a bird that landed a few fox lengths in front of her. Slowly leaving the comfort of the shadows her orange fur looked like fire in the sunlight while the rest of her looked like drying mud.
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Post by blackpaw on Apr 2, 2018 22:33:10 GMT -5
The unknown cat out in the open sunlight catches the full attention of Briarpaw, he lets his guard down and openly approaches the other cat.
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Post by soulcatcher on Apr 2, 2018 22:51:44 GMT -5
Missing the bird by a paws length, Gina growls and sits up. That's when she realized the approaching cat. Puffing up she slides her claws out. "Hello." She says in a low tone, her eyes narrowing as she started to judge him.
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Post by blackpaw on Apr 2, 2018 23:01:45 GMT -5
Briarpaw stops in his tracks, and assumes a calm and measured stance. He replies to her with a timid voiced "Hello"
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Post by soulcatcher on Apr 2, 2018 23:11:09 GMT -5
"Who are you?" Gina sniffed the air before grumbling a bit. "You're a clan cat?" She spat standing fluffing herself up more. She was more nervous than angry, but nervousness is a weakness to her.
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Post by blackpaw on Apr 2, 2018 23:39:47 GMT -5
Noticing her nervousness, Briarpaw stepped back giving the other cat some space. "Yes, i am a clan cat, I am Briarpaw; What is your name?"
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