Roleplay for Darkshine and Mintedstar

(*puts gold star on refrigerator*
Alright, so, are we starting with a set of rogues then? Any preference on male or female etc.?)

(Hum... Rogue characters...
Eh, I'll use Nightmare. He's a gray tom with one missing eye. )

(Sure! Works find with me. )

(Okay, I will. :3 Happy birthday to your brother. )

Nightmare's paws slowly beat a heavy rhythm against the snowy ground. His dark gray fur was already frosted with small ice crystals and his paws sunk with each step with a stratifying crunch. He had already hunted today, so he didn't need to go deeper into the valley to try and find the slim mice and voles that this mountain range had to offer. Instead, he could freely walk up and down the slopes. He opened his mouth, scenting the air. He didn't want to be surprised by any predators, especially since the clouds were growing gray with another batch of snow and the sun was already touching the highest peak.

(Oh, they are both really good... I'm leaning a little towards Sage, though.)

Nightmare's head jerked around as the sound of a yowl echoed over his head. He turned his head around a couple of times, trying to pinpoint where it had come from. After a couple more seconds he bounded back the way he had come, into the forest. His tail played out behind him, billowed by the wind that was bring in the snow clouds. He slowed his pace once he was under the trees again, looking around. He opened his mouth, catching the scent of a she-cat. He padded forward until he caught sight of the dark shape of her. "Hello?" he asked, concerned yet wary. "Are you alright?"

"You must fall out of trees on a regular bases if that means you are 'fine'," said Nightmare. His voice didn't hold as much worry any more, but it still held that touch of wariness. His dark gray tail flicked as he shook off a bit of the snow that still clung to it. His fur was slowly defrosting now that he was standing on the cold ground instead on continuing to wade through the icy cloud-stuff. His fur bushed out as he tried to shake off a shiver of cold. "What where you climbing a tree for anyway?" he finally asked.

"I shouldn't think you would have," said Nightmare, looking mildly amused. His whiskers twitched. "You say you're okay, but you don't look okay. That leg looks like it must hurt."
He didn't take a step forward. He respected the she-cat's space. "Is it bad?" he asked.

Nightmare dipped his head. "Alright. Good to know." His tail flicked once before he turned to leave. It wasn't like this was any of his business. He could just walk away. He cast a glance at the sky again, hoping it wouldn't start snowing and that he could get some hunting in. It was as if he'd completely forgotten the she-cat was there.

(I've been wanting to ask this for ages. I recognize nearly all the pictures in your siggy but two. What's the one of the...griffin? And the dragon on the far right?)

(Hummm. Never heard of those. I guess I better check them out.
I feel asleep before I could respond anyway...)

Nightmare looked back, surprised, breaking out of his thoughts. His one eye looked her up and down and he considered the question for longer than necessary. "Oh, I was thinking of hunting again. I caught something recently, but it's always a good idea in this area to hunt for more. But if you were talking about what I was doing before I ran into you... I was exploring. I've been all over this valley, but not up to the ridge." He nodded his head up at the deeply snow covered ridge, vaguely pockmarked by his pawsteps as he'd rushed down here.

(I'll have to try them out!
I wasn't on much either, since I was on a trip for the day. Happy birthday to your sister! And yes, I finished it. Which brings my Marvel count to: one comic and one movie.  )

"It's a good view," Nightmare pointed out. "You can see the whole valley from up there." From what she said, it sounded like she'd been up there before. He tilted his head with interest, he said, "So you've been up there before? What's on the other side?"
He'd lived in the valley for a long time, since he'd been a very young apprentice, and didn't remember much of a life outside of it. It got fairly warm in green-leaf, and was bearable in leaf-fall. It was this season that hindered his ability to hunt a little...

(Yeeeeah. Took me long enough, as my non-internet friends would tell me. As for Loki, I loved his character. Hands down my favorite.)

(Oh course, of course. That is perfectly fine. And when you do make that RP, please drop me a link as I would love to join. And of course I'll be messaging you. Who else am I going to say random things to? Well, I do that with most of the people I chat with, there are a select few who actually listen...)

Yes, yes. I agree. xD
Glad that it does! Wouldn't want to make your life hard. The one who actually listens. The others leave the PM soon or later, cause they can't keep up. Or that's what I tell myself. They probably just got bored.