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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 17:22:38 GMT -5
[ Wolfshadow -- Warrior -- Tom] A large dark grey tabby tom striped with white and pale grey, with eyes of rich amber. Massive and intimidating are two words perfect to describe this tom, he might not be the friendliest looking tom in the world but even those prone to dislike him have to admit his abilities as a warrior. Marked with a thick, dark grey coloured pelt, he is striped with colours of white and pale grey all across his back and body, and his paws are coloured in white as though he has been dipped in milk, his eyes are lit with a rich amber colour. Though not the friendliest tom in the world, he is a proud and confident cat with the ability to make the difficult decisions where others might have hesitated. Loyal to the bone and with a fierceness burning through his veins, once he considers you a friend you will find yourself struggling to find someone more loyal, but he has built up many borders over the years so that most struggle to get very close to him.
[ Oakblossom -- Warrior -- Shecat ] Slender and small russet red shecat striped in black and tipped at the paws with white, eyes coloured with blue. Whilst beautiful, this shecat hasn't the best personality to make friends with. She is a slender warrior, marked with a sleek pelt of rich russet red, and striped down the dorsal as well as her sides in black swirls of colour, and tipped at the ears, paws and muzzle with white colour. Her eyes are a pale blue colour, she lost her tail to a fox trap during her apprenticeship which has done little to help her self confidence. Oakblossom is a sweet shecat, gifted with a silver tongue that she doesn't have the heart to use. She is especially timid most of the time, and her smaller size doesn't give her the best advantage in the battlefield. However, she has a canny skill when it comes to keeping to the shadows and remaining hidden, a skill which helps her nervous attitude but little to make others like her all too much.
[ Thunderblaze -- Warrior -- Tom ] A pitch black tom splashed white at the muzzle, chest and underbelly with dark green eyes. Coated in a pelt of midnight black, this large and muscular tom is what most would consider handsome. Or would be had his pelt not been marked in the scars of a veteranned warrior which otherwise takes away from much of his otherwise rather good looking appearance, tearing their way through his pelt like rivers coarsing through the fields. His eyes are the green of the grass during newleaf. His life of battle has done little to change this good natured tom, he is flirtatious, playful and surprisingly kind. Whilst rarely malicious, he is especially mischeivous and playful at times, meaning that some find him unlikeable, but he doesn't hold grudges easily. However, when he is angry you will know about it, whilst it is difficult to bring out his fury, he can be surprisingly furious when he wants to be, and his abilities in battle make him a fierce opponent.
[ Redwillow -- Warrior -- Shecat ] A beautiful dilute tortoiseshell warrior, with a pelt of dark grey, black, orange and white colours, with bright blue eyes. Smaller but of athletic build, this is a shecat with swift paws and a quicker wit. Marked with a patchwork of colour, she is a dilute tortoiseshell meaning that her pelt is primarily black and pale grey in colour, but marked with splashes of orange and white in particular at the flanks, underbelly and muzzle, with mottling of rich russet across her entire frame, she has eyes of bright blue colour. Confident and playful, this young warrior is a proud cat and whilst smaller than most she has learned to use her size to her advantage. Yet, she has the tendency to be head strong and disobedient at times, having a very strong set of morals which she hates to step away from. Despite this, she is a good friend and a gifted listener, but don't think she wont call you out where she feels it is necessary.
(sorry it took me ages!)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 17:27:03 GMT -5
heya! they look good c: just one thing- vipers aren't known to be in the area, so could you maybe change Viper's name? I can suggest something simply like Snake or Moccasin :3
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 17:32:53 GMT -5
(ok no worries, I'll have a think about a new name if you give us a minute )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 17:33:38 GMT -5
(changed - is that ok?)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 17:34:21 GMT -5
looks good! i'll go add c:
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Post by Marie on Jul 24, 2018 17:34:31 GMT -5
DarknessSnake Branch -- Interacting with no oneStomach grumbling, a black tom padded through the forest on heavy paws. Just ahead, the creek's soft rush of water could be heart. He picked up his pace a bit, tail raising in relief. Darkness has been traveling for days and the ache in his paws spoke of that. Gratefully, he pushed through the undergrowth and crouched down beside the creek to lap at the water. The cool liquid was refreshing on his tongue and he could have almost purred with satisfaction. Closing his eyes, the tom continued to lap at the water until something tickled his whiskers. What in the world...? His head jerked up.
"Fish!" Darkness exclaimed aloud, voice still hoarse from disuse. His belly grumbled again, the pang a painful reminder of the meager meal he had long ago. Maybe this is where I should make my home... The tom had been told of a twoleg place nearby with humans that sometimes set out foods for the cats in the area. But fresh prey...? Fresh fish...? There was nothing better than that. Darkness poised himself, one black paw in the air, and waited. It seemed like eons went by before a fish big enough to be caught swam by. His paw flicked out to catch the creature, but he wasn't practiced well in the art of hunting. What rogue was?
"Grr-ah!" He shrieked, losing his balance and landing with a loud splash into the water. "Good grief!" Darkness grumbled once her caught his footing again. Padding carefully to the bank, the tom stumbled over the slippery creek bed. "Ugh." He muttered, shaking out his pelt once he reached the bank again.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 17:41:41 GMT -5
if anybody's interested, I have a Whitestar and Chickenflight starter up on page 2
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 17:47:40 GMT -5
(Awesome! would anyone like to roleplay?)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 17:49:54 GMT -5
here's some starters i did last night Whitestar » Breathe in...breathe out...in...out...
White flanks heaved upward with each breath, not a single spot of color to be found on the brilliant snowy pelt. Other than the movement of breaths there didn't seem to be anything alive about this feline, not even her tail twitched to indicate a spark of something. All she merely did...was breathe. Breathe in and breathe out, like it was the only thing she could do.
After what seemed like eons of simple breathing the white form roused. Very slowly did limbs appear from underneath the cloud-like feline, sharp and rigid movements now rippling across the cat's pelt with each robotic movement until finally a battle-scarred and regal white warrior came to be sitting in the den all by her lonesome. Angled eyes opened to reveal sea foam green depths, one duller in color than the other - blind. Even still both eyes moved as they scanned the moss-laden nest in silence. She rather liked it here. It was warm. It was comfortable. Anything beyond the den seemed cold and forbidden, like if she walked out there she would tumble and fall. She would fall, fall, fall... No, she didn't like that. She didn't like the idea of falling. It brought a bitter taste up to her tongue. No, she quite liked it in here where she was stable and warm.
Shouldn't there be another cat in here with her? Whitestar parted her jaws and drew in the scents that littered the den. A familiar one grabbed her attention. Yes, yes, another cat should be in with her. Where was she? Ah, perhaps she was outside, falling and tumbling and rolling out in that forbidden area. The thought pried open Whitestar's muzzle as she laughed at the thought. Whoever was supposed to be in here, the cat that smelled eerily like herself, was out there just falling. How delightful. How wondrous. How amusing.
Ah, amusement. What did a cat such as herself do for fun? She was bored of slumber, yet she felt no need to step outside of her comfortable nest. Did she play with a moss ball like a kit? No, no, she was leader. Leaders did not play with such trivial things. Leaders were above such games. Should a leader leave her nest and visit that outside world? Perhaps, but Whitestar was not quite ready. She felt rooted to her spot, like if she moved she would upturn everything that she had built in this small little den. Besides, why would she move? It was nice in here, so very nice...
A rumble caught her attention. The white molly stiffly moved her neck and head, leaning down to glance over at her flank. She was hungry. Whitestar flicked her tail around her paws, sea foam green eyes staring out at the bright light that poured in from her den's entrance. Some cat would bring her a meal. Perhaps it would be the cat that should be in here with her, the only cat that belonged in here besides her. There didn't seem to be any other scents in here. Perhaps that was for the best. Too many cats in her nest would ruin the peace in here, and Whitestar would not be happy if her peace was shattered by some foolish cat.
Chickenflight » The creature he had glimpsed the day before still haunted him. He wasn't sure it had been, but he knew it had looked dangerous. From what he had been able to see it had the scales of a snake or lizard, yet a frightening body that was long and muscular with deadly jaws where horrendous fangs glistened. It had been much bigger than the average cat, even larger than Tigerblaze who was quite easily the largest cat in the Clan. It had startled the black and white tom to the point that he had rushed back to camp in a flurry, reporting straight away to both the deputy and Stormwatcher - she was acting as more of a leader than Whitestar currently was - with an account of what he had saw. Chickenflight was worried for the Clan. Worried that this new creature was going to harm his Clanmates.
He still couldn't stop thinking about the beast even now as he sat outside the warriors' den. Before he was going to do anything he wanted to make sure Tigerblaze didn't expect him to be on a patrol. If that were the case and he was free to do as he pleased then he was going to continue from where he and Applepaw had left their training off yesterday. Perhaps he would bring Cherrypaw along as well. The young feline was Whitestar's apprentice, but the leader no longer left her den to train the poor thing. So Chickenflight had put it upon himself to train the two litter mates himself. Some cat had to see to it that Cherrypaw got the training she needed.
These thoughts allowed the warrior to bring his mind off the beast in the creek for now. It wouldn't be long until he remembered it, but for now Chickenflight could simply enjoy some peaceful thinking.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 17:53:51 GMT -5
(anyone in particular you'd like me to reply with? I don't mind who just thought I'd see if you had any preferences )
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 17:54:30 GMT -5
nah, im fine with anybody xD
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Jul 24, 2018 17:54:42 GMT -5
[ If anyone is willing to wait I have Windshear, Bumbleflower and Mistfeather open for when I post starters. c": I just have to go for a while so i can deff get starters up later. Or have anyone write a starter and I can reply to them. ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 17:57:52 GMT -5
(I noticed Whitestar had a daughter, would I be allowed a littermate or was their only one kit?)
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Post by Sand on Jul 24, 2018 18:01:14 GMT -5
[ hello I’m here ;; ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 18:01:30 GMT -5
[ i believe we decided there would only be one o: ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 18:01:42 GMT -5
sandddd
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Post by Sand on Jul 24, 2018 18:05:01 GMT -5
[ ayaaayyy feaths ]
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 24, 2018 18:08:12 GMT -5
(Hi guys!)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 18:08:46 GMT -5
(Damn, nevermind; give us a moment and I'll get up a response and a couple of starters )
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 18:09:17 GMT -5
Smorttt
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 18:10:41 GMT -5
( you lot worry me sometimes XD how are you all?)
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Post by Marie on Jul 24, 2018 18:10:47 GMT -5
FadeheartCamp -- Interacting with ChickenflightIt had been days since any cat had spoken to Whitestar and many weeks since she had left her den to preform her duties as leader. The tom slipped out of the warrior's den, his tail tip flicking with anxiety. There was some tension almost constantly hanging in the air uncomfortably. Every cat knew what they needed to do, but no cat really knew what they needed to do. Fadeheart was no exception.
Glancing around, he caught sight of Chickenflight hanging around, completely lost in thought. He was one of the few warriors that had stepped up and bothered to help out some. He had taken on the responsibility of training Whitestar's apprentice and Fadeheart knew it hadn't been an easy choice. The fluffy white tom trotted across the clearing, dipping his head as he approached.
"Good morning, Chickenflight," he mewed, offering the other cat a smile. "Have any patrols been assigned yet?" If not, Fadeheart would have liked to offer that they take all of the apprentice's out for a day of training. Something fun. They could all use the distraction.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 24, 2018 18:10:48 GMT -5
(Featherrrrrrrrrrr) (Also, hi there Storm!)
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Post by Marie on Jul 24, 2018 18:13:46 GMT -5
( Hello everyone! How are you guys? )
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 24, 2018 18:14:11 GMT -5
(Hi there! I’m alright, you?)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 18:24:15 GMT -5
sorry for the poof, gonna work on a reply now uvu
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 18:26:01 GMT -5
From the entrance of the leader's den, came an especially nervous and tense sounding voice, as though fearful of a skinning if she misstepped in the presence of her leader, the once proud and admirable Whitestar, who of recent had been rendered to a cat few people recognised from the cat that now spent most of her days in her den. Oakblossom said with a quiet voice, unhelped by the fact she carried a plump vole which muffled her already rather quiet voice as she asked. "Whitestar, might I come in?" The diligent warrior had noticed that no one had taken prey to the leader that day, but had then been torn between attempting to be kind and helpful, and the sheer terror of what would happen if the snowy leader became angry at her interruption. In the end she had decided to bring some prey, and was doing her best not to break down and run off before Whitestar replied. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
Curled asleep in his nest was the massive Thunderblaze, his eyes tight shut as he slept. Little more than a black hole in the middle of the warrior's den, contently sleeping without a care in the world, or at least that was how it appeared to an onlooker. He dreamed of butterflies and chasing mice, in a world far more peaceful than the one he lived in. For he had been up late the night before helping with a patrol, and as a result had barely reached his nest by the time the sun began to rise overhead. But his sleep was cut all too short when another cat in leaving the warrior's den stood on his long black tail, but by the time he'd had the chance to growl in frustration. The cat was gone and Thunderblaze was left awake and frustrated by lack of sleep. Lifting himself onto tired paws, trying to blink the sleep from his eyes, the dark furred tom slipped from the warriors den with a twitch of his tail. Looking for something he could do to make himself useful, and ignore the tiredness splitting through his veins.
(hope that's ok for now, should anyone else be needed will write more)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 24, 2018 18:28:24 GMT -5
(If anyone wants to roleplay I have Sweetbee, Stormwatcher, Cherrypaw, Applepaw, and Dogtooth open! I’ll try to respond with Woolly when I can)
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Post by Sand on Jul 24, 2018 18:34:28 GMT -5
[ Take your time, Smore c:
I write a reply to Thunderblaze, possibly? I have Aspenpaw, Sorrelflank & Sparrowtuft open, so if you have a preference let me know ;; ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2018 18:39:31 GMT -5
(anyone you'd like sand, don't mind )
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