Post by brambleflight on Aug 10, 2017 0:38:16 GMT -5
Hi! I’m pretty bored right now and want to roleplay. The plot for this is that there was a bad storm and a landslide happened to the Rockclan camp, leaving very few survivors.
My characters :
Ashlight - A sleek, dark gray tom with yellow eyes. Deputy of Rockclan
Hazelclaw - A long-haired brown she-cat with green eyes.
Pearpaw - A small cream colored she-cat with blue eyes and no tail.
Flamepaw- A bright orange tabby tom with dark amber eyes.
Frostleaf2222’s Characters :
| Name: Flintstrike; Flint (formerly) | Gender: She-cat | Age: 21 moons | Allegiance: RockClan; rogue (formerly) | Sexuality: Heterosexual/lesbian | Fur: Beautiful dark gray pelt with a white chest and underbelly, white paws, darker gray stripes running along her back and around her tail (she's a tabby), a darker gray patch over her right ear, a black spot surrounds her left eye, and a white marking on her forehead (resembling a spark) | Eyes: Bright orange | Body Type: Small she-cat with a lithe body, including a very long tail, long limbs and small paws, and a thin waist. She also has a very pretty face, a small black nose, and pointed ears | Scars: A small series of scars across her muzzle; several nooks in her ears; a shallow gaso on her front right shoulder | Personality: Loyal, determined, charismatic, intelligent, forgetful, cold (at times; other times she is quite nice), unpredictable, modest, sometimes dishonest (but has greatly improved on telling the truth since she joined RockClan) | Mate/Crush/Kits: None | Kin: Unknown (she never speaks of them) | Skills/**Weaknesses: Excellent tree climber; fairly good hunter; moderate fighter; phenomenal tracker; **poor swimmer | Additional Facts: For some reason, she is afraid of deep water; she has excellent eyesight and hearing, but has a poor sense of smell; she can run at very fast speeds, but only for relatively short distances; she has said extremely little about her kin, except that she had 3 siblings, and that her mother was quite "sadistic" to Flint (as she was the runt) and very often denied her smallest kit her milk | History: TBD (However, as she joined RockClan's ranks as a rogue (when she was around 6 moons old), they were suspicious of her at first. She eventually earned her loyalty and their trust, and all was good... until the disaster struck. Now, some of the remaining members of RockClan are beginning to distrust her again, due to her heritage.
Oakstripe’s Characters :
Ripple (Rogue)-Tom with fluffy, creamy brown fur and light amber eyes. Very pessimistic. Fierce fighter. 47 moons old.
The wind blew powerfully through the valley while rain drops pelted down from the sky. A bad storm engulfed the land and it did much more damage than simply making the ground wet. The group of cats known as Rockclan had fallen victim to a landslide. Boulders and mud alike crashed into the camp they had made at the base of a rocky mountain. Many cats had died and there was only a small handful of survivors.
Ashlight trudged through the muddy area. Besides him Hazelclaw and Flamepaw made their way to safety. He had barely escaped the landslide with his life. He shivered as the rain continued and looked around frantically. “Can anyone hear me?! It’s Ashlight!” He called as he looked back at the rock pile that was once his home.
Pearpaw whimpered as she scratched helplessly at the rock in front of her. She had been caved in between a boulder and some other small rocks that had piled together. Her shoulder was bleeding from a scratch she had received during the rock slide. “Help! Help! I can’t get out!” She cried before once again trying to push one of the rocks out of her way.
My characters :
Ashlight - A sleek, dark gray tom with yellow eyes. Deputy of Rockclan
Hazelclaw - A long-haired brown she-cat with green eyes.
Pearpaw - A small cream colored she-cat with blue eyes and no tail.
Flamepaw- A bright orange tabby tom with dark amber eyes.
Frostleaf2222’s Characters :
| Name: Flintstrike; Flint (formerly) | Gender: She-cat | Age: 21 moons | Allegiance: RockClan; rogue (formerly) | Sexuality: Heterosexual/lesbian | Fur: Beautiful dark gray pelt with a white chest and underbelly, white paws, darker gray stripes running along her back and around her tail (she's a tabby), a darker gray patch over her right ear, a black spot surrounds her left eye, and a white marking on her forehead (resembling a spark) | Eyes: Bright orange | Body Type: Small she-cat with a lithe body, including a very long tail, long limbs and small paws, and a thin waist. She also has a very pretty face, a small black nose, and pointed ears | Scars: A small series of scars across her muzzle; several nooks in her ears; a shallow gaso on her front right shoulder | Personality: Loyal, determined, charismatic, intelligent, forgetful, cold (at times; other times she is quite nice), unpredictable, modest, sometimes dishonest (but has greatly improved on telling the truth since she joined RockClan) | Mate/Crush/Kits: None | Kin: Unknown (she never speaks of them) | Skills/**Weaknesses: Excellent tree climber; fairly good hunter; moderate fighter; phenomenal tracker; **poor swimmer | Additional Facts: For some reason, she is afraid of deep water; she has excellent eyesight and hearing, but has a poor sense of smell; she can run at very fast speeds, but only for relatively short distances; she has said extremely little about her kin, except that she had 3 siblings, and that her mother was quite "sadistic" to Flint (as she was the runt) and very often denied her smallest kit her milk | History: TBD (However, as she joined RockClan's ranks as a rogue (when she was around 6 moons old), they were suspicious of her at first. She eventually earned her loyalty and their trust, and all was good... until the disaster struck. Now, some of the remaining members of RockClan are beginning to distrust her again, due to her heritage.
Oakstripe’s Characters :
Ripple (Rogue)-Tom with fluffy, creamy brown fur and light amber eyes. Very pessimistic. Fierce fighter. 47 moons old.
The wind blew powerfully through the valley while rain drops pelted down from the sky. A bad storm engulfed the land and it did much more damage than simply making the ground wet. The group of cats known as Rockclan had fallen victim to a landslide. Boulders and mud alike crashed into the camp they had made at the base of a rocky mountain. Many cats had died and there was only a small handful of survivors.
Ashlight trudged through the muddy area. Besides him Hazelclaw and Flamepaw made their way to safety. He had barely escaped the landslide with his life. He shivered as the rain continued and looked around frantically. “Can anyone hear me?! It’s Ashlight!” He called as he looked back at the rock pile that was once his home.
Pearpaw whimpered as she scratched helplessly at the rock in front of her. She had been caved in between a boulder and some other small rocks that had piled together. Her shoulder was bleeding from a scratch she had received during the rock slide. “Help! Help! I can’t get out!” She cried before once again trying to push one of the rocks out of her way.
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