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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 24, 2019 19:47:48 GMT -5
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Oct 24, 2019 23:58:30 GMT -5
// save for charries Prefixes: Argent, Sunflower -- Sunflowerpaw. Link. Sunflowerpaw is a unique femme. Born from a Birman and a Turkish Van, Sunflowerpaw has a mixture of features from both parents. Her physique begins with being average sized. Her legs are quite on the average side, giving her the advantage to both agility and strength. Sunflowerpaw's body is proportionate beneath her pelt, having well tight muscles form beneath her soft skin and a tight stomach that she often ignores. Sunflowerpaw's paw are more of a slightly smaller side, adding to a small and petite look to her well developed appearance. Despite her thinness that was passed down from her mother, genetics can't deny the beautiful thick coat this she-cat owns. Her fur length is medium, with a base of beautiful snow white. Scattered among her base are beautiful patches of chestnut and chocolate browns, even an extreme rich chocolate brown that can be considered black. Complimenting the browns would be a soft yellow-ish cream, hence, Sunflower. Inside these yellow-based cream patches are slightly darker stripes within the soft flaws painted onto her hair. All of her odd shapes lying on top of her elegant coat seem to blend into the white on the edges, creating an interesting Ombre that others could admire from afar. With a beautiful pelt like hers, Sunflowerpaw prefers it to be well maintained, with an elegant and graceful look. She is always found with her neck fur combed neatly down upon her neck, cheek fluff typically imitating the smoothness of her neck as well, but lacking towards the end of her face to create a rounder and more innocent appearance. Along with her neck and cheek hair groomed is an extremely fluffy tail, occasionally found with neatly placed flowers inside and it still looking as beautiful as can be. Because of her sophisticated look, she can be excused as a well-groomed kittypet. Despite the teases of her fellow clan-mates, Sunflowerpaw only maintains these spots often because those three areas are the fluffiest on her body. Although that is just an excuse. The real reason is because of the stories she's heard of her mother before she was born, she aspires to be have the beauty her mother had once possessed. However, Sunflowerpaw will never come to the realization of how beautiful she actually is. Matching her unique pelt is a beautiful face. Upon her cranium's glowing white base is a where the Birman stands out the most in her. In the center of her face was a circle, from her chin to her forehead, and inside was another beautiful unique marking to her pelt. From her black nose and up to the top of her forehead was a black line that divided two colors, a darker chestnut brown, and a yellow-cream on the left side of her face, creating a half-face look. Of course the colors blend out into her pearl white fur, allowing her to maintain her beauty within. What brings out the colors even more is her round eyes in the shade of an iced sapphire. Nothing nearly as dark as the typical deep royal blue, but something more cold to her appearance that definitely brings out the browns in her pelt. Her muzzle is also round like her optics, which are complimented by small, tufted ears which are tipped black and become blended towards the bottom of her ear to a dark brown. Sunflowerpaw does live up to her warm appearance. The femme is extremely friendly and kind, practically being slightly more independent. She is constantly looking for someone to depend on and trust deeply. Of course, she does trust her mother, but only to an extent due to her mother being extremely paranoid and she doesn't want to distress her mother in any way. This also proves Sunflowerpaw's extreme care for anyone else, seeing as she is typically selfless and worrying about others first. On the other hand, Sunflowerpaw is extremely good at deceiving others. Lying is typically not something she resorts to but with an actual reason to, but is still extremely skilled at doing so. Often she tries to avoid this negative behavior and focuses on being the best warrior she can be. This includes her bravery and intelligence tying together strong. Sunflowerpaw tends to think rationally and doesn't jump right into things immediately, resulting in her being hesitant and thorough with her decisions. She's quite calculated and tries to impress her mother with these amazing social, mental, and physical skills she's gained over the moons. She believes this could've been from her dad, since her mother didn't teach her exactly all these skills. Some came naturally, and so do her bad thoughts that occur time-to-time. She dismisses them about all the time to follow the Warrior Code and be loyal to the clan. But this all changes when she meets the right guy. Her whole demeanor will change completely, and so will her views and attitude. The natural leader born inside of her that was once shunned will truly sprout after she comes face-to-face with harder obstacles and training, and her skills will enhance significantly. Because Sunflowerpaw is so cunning and smart, her fear of getting caught is rarely brought up. However, her tendency to open up to people typically results in her being silent. When she actually opens up to someone and willing to get close, it will be evident and no doubt that her speaking her mind is often something she has difficulty with. In fact, she doesn't. When Sunflowerpaw has something to say, she will often speak her mind, but prefers to keep silent to avoid conflict. Although she has gained all this bravery and skills, Sunflowerpaw believes that for the most part, she's afraid of being alone, but is too afraid to really open up. This is mainly due to her never knowing her father and nobody, especially her mother, disclosing this information with her. She is afraid someone will leave her mainly alone, leaving that figure role they have created for themselves empty and never to be able to fill. 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 Apprentice, tempted by the dark/ eventually ally Relationships - Father is Buzzardglide, mother is Softpebble. Crush on Loudpaw. Warrior name will be Sunflowercrow. - Argentfrost. Link. Argentfrost is a strong and impressive male. With a build with broader shoulders and defined legs, Argentfrost is more strength and less agility. Consider him more of a reinforcement within the ranks. He has big paws, often leaving a dent within the territory when passing by, claws always sheathed. Matching his big paws would be a strong cranium that holds large, tufted ears, that he often is using to eavesdrop. On his skull is also a flat muzzle that is found closed unless he is with his closer loved ones. Coexisting among his bigger features is medium length fur, that can often be found drifting through the air. There's a beautiful design along his pelt that allows him to blend in during winters. He's a silver male, with obsidian mackerel swirls running from his face to the tip of his tail. Among the pools of silvers and black is white, which covers his muzzle and his chest. White accents under his eyes brought out beautiful rounded pale green eyes, which can be overseen by the long scar running down from above his nose to the top of his lip. His appearance may seem frightening, but his personality is none of the sort— unless you haven't gained his trust. To those he loves and the young of the clan, Argentfrost is a very caring male and would do almost anything for them. However, for the older felines of his clan he doesn't trust, Argentfrost is very serious and still would protect them to the same extent that he does for the juveniles and his closest allies. Argentfrost is extremely serious about his job as a warrior and doesn't like to play when out patrolling or training. Often, it's rare to be on his good side in the morning and is even strict to those he trusts— to an extent. Some may say that because of this, he's uptight, but he takes this as he's devoted to his job and wouldn't agree with the slightest of mistakes he could make. Not one is acceptable in his eyes. He is also smart and well calculated, seeing as he sees himself one of the best in the clan. However, another one he considers just as good as him is his mate Wolfsneeze. As an apprentice he trained near her and always caught glimpses, admiring her beauty from afar. One day, when both of their mentors were talking, she decided to talk to him. He ended up enjoying her company and realized they had the same views on— well, everything. Because of this, their relationship grew stronger, especially as warriors. Eventually he began to realize his love for Wolfsneeze, but at the time, as a friend. He began to bring her fresh flowers every morning, until he asked her to spend time with him alone. She agreed, and when they were out in the territory, a fox had attacked him, creating the scar upon his sharp cranium. Wolfsneeze managed to get the fox off of him and he brought himself to his feet. He couldn't admire her bravery and instead worked alongside her into killing the fox. It was then when they both realized that the love they had for each other was something greater. From them on, they were inseparable. 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 Warrior, ally Relationships - Mate is Wolfsneeze. Open to familial relationships.
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Heterosexual
appzy
pity those who don't feel anything at all.
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Post by appzy on Oct 25, 2019 0:05:40 GMT -5
Hiddenflame Hiddenflame followed behind the other two cats, allowing himself to watch from the rear. He preferred not to be in the midst of the patrol, rather he be the first or even last defense if something was to surprise them. His pawsteps were soft as he walked towards the foliage, his eyes observing the environment around them. It was still early and it seemed that many of the living creatures still resided in their own nest, and part of Hiddenflame wished he had remained in his own; however, his muscles would certainly disagreed. They were certainly loving the stretch, the small ache disappearing with each step that the patrol made.
His ears were flickering back and forth, taking in much more than his eyes could -- he could definitely hear further than he could see. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, besides the impressive winds that shook through the territory. Hiddenflame knew the path that they were on, knowing they were going towards the eastern side of the territory, towards the ridge, where the wind would get much worse.
However, the ridge was a fantastic place to view the territory and to see for miles on head. It was the tallest point that they could get to safely in Ashclan, Hiddenflame always appreciated it so he certainly didn't mind that Stormchime had picked this side of the territory to patrol this morning.
He watched the mottled gray she-cat continue through the familiar trail, Magpieflight closely following, his eyes drifting from side to side -- observing in his own ways.
Hiddenflame hoped for an uneventful dawn patrol.
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ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Oct 25, 2019 0:08:53 GMT -5
Swiftdawn. Image. Lean, solid muscle creates the athletic foundation of his well built physique, power more inclined to athleticism rather than brute force. His nimble prowess lends mostly to his muscularly lanky limbs, which are capable of effortlessly carrying his strapping figure in surprisingly agile strides. The fur covering this form is soft and feathered, colored a bright silver with darker marks softly striping his face, paws, and banding his tail in an almost raccoon-ish pattern. His eyes are golden with tiny green flecks surrounding the pupil. Swiftdawn, in short, is the epitome of noble. Honest, courageous, and patient, this tom is extremely reputable amongst warriors and peers alike: a fine example of a quick-witted and diligent cat. Sometimes his relentless perseverance can lead to overworking himself to the extent of physical exhaustion—an experience he rarely ever learns from. Some might see him as a workaholic or an overachiever, but whatever it is, it really isn’t considered healthy for such a young-ish warrior. He needs to begin balancing out tenuous day-to-day activities with recreational ones, instead of going purely for the former and being afflicted with headaches and fatigue afterward. This persona is mostly prompted by an incident in his past, and he has been extremely protective to those he loves ever since. @.catblah88 Warrior (Loyal) Open to familial relationships! Very close to Softpebble and helps her through coping.
Buzzardglide. Image. Solid muscle drapes around firm bone, creating the strapping foundation of this well built physique: power more inclined towards brute strength rather than athleticism. Handsome yet intimidating, this warrior sticks out for his massive height and stocky width, standing above average through means of thick, tall legs and a broad-shouldered, sturdy musculature. Lining such a figure is plush, silken fur that hides away his muscled form to create a misleadingly soft, rounded off silhouette, making him appear almost pudgy. As a base, the fur is colored a pale cream, almost white, before being decorated like a canvas in a series of browns and tans. These colors grace his tail and ankles in a shade of dark auburn, spiraling darkest to lightest outward to create a fetching gradient. Across his face is a similar chocolate gradient in a shape reminiscent to a criminal’s mask, darkening his countenance in an almost sinister manner, and brightening only to piercing sapphire eyes. In death, he still sports the death blow that killed him—a grisly tear down his stomach. It would be assumed this prevents him from eating in the afterlife, but though he can’t store anything in his stomach, it does not stop him from shoving whatever he can down his throat. This gluttonous attitude seeps into a somewhat selfish and lazy persona, preferring to eat and loaf about rather than engage in any sort of onerous activity the Dark Forest puts out for him. In fact, his job as a recruiter is mostly an excuse to meet live cats, as he misses the warmth of live flesh. Otherwise he doesn’t take the task that seriously. In regards to personality itself, Buzzardglide is a bundle of chaotic and eccentric liveliness, giving a crazy edge to an already depraved mind. Accompanying such vigor is a loud, talkative, and extroverted disposition that usually comes across as crude and ill-mannered; not to mention his relentless supply of dark and gruesome humor. When bored, he purposely goes out of his way to make others feel uncomfortable or miserable through sleazy and disgusting practices, typically for his own personal amusement. Despite these repulsive antics, he does have the full capability of donning a charming almost amiable facade to manipulate others for self-gain. However, regardless of having a skewed moral compass, sometimes, just sometimes, there’s a rare chance for such amiability to be genuine, and not just a manipulative act. Still, he is regarded as one of the more dangerous and feared cats in the Place of No Stars, for in the off chance Buzzardglide is serious, he is a terrifying force to be reckon with. He is treacherously cunning and strategic when he wants to be, and in a switch of a bottom has no trouble killing, maiming, or utterly humiliating those who have overstepped their welcome. @.catblah88 Dark Forest Recruiter Father of Sunflowerpaw. Ex-mate to Softpebble. Anything else.
Wolfsneeze. Image. A molly of hefty proportions, Wolfsneeze is the definition of a towering, well built cat. Her anatomy is anything but delicate, instead coming off as incredibly tough and sturdy. This foundation comes courtesy to the strong structure of bones and muscle mass fabricating her build, prompting the total of her impressive physique to have a solid, athletic feel. Her lean, long limbs exercise a brilliant task of maintaining her form upright in a manner that exudes command and authority, despite her rather simple rank. A shaggy coat runs over this frame, pluming in excess between her off-white toes, tail, and around her neck in a mane-like structure. This pelage is painted in rich variations of blues, silvers, and creams, additional patterned streaks colored in assorted shades of blacks and grays. Her face is soft and feathered, though due them accommodating eyes akin to chips of frosted blue ice, hold little to no warmth whatsoever. In short, Wolfsneeze comes off as crisp, sometimes even cold. She’s ambitious to no ends, always wanting to achieve something notable in order to perhaps increase her status as a mere warrior. As such, she has a strong determination to do everything right, even if that means some might have to perish to get there. She’s bossy and commanding when it comes down to patrols, aspiring to lead and direct members of the clan towards absolute success, which some might find control-freakish in nature. Her intelligence is more inclined towards strategic reasoning, making her ever devious and cunning—in short, one to be reckoned with. @.catblah88 warrior (Ally) Open to a sister or brother. Mate is Argentfrost Anything else.
Softpebble. Image. Softpebble was once a beauty with a thin body. Originally what was long and well groomed snow-white fur, painted in random patches of ginger scattered among the top of her small cranium and her defined body was no more. Instead, what replaced the femme's gracefulness was a ragged, unkept coat, and a slightly browned underbelly. Even her paws were dusted lightly in the dirt of their territory. The prior beauty had lost what she once had. Softpebble's once round olive optics that sparkled with determination and love were now half lidded and often having no emotions detectable— dull. Despite all of her older and dirtied looks, her beauty was really stolen from her the day of her accident— where her face was clawed by her previous mate. His damage was a lot worse than you would expect, having that a chunk of her cheek had been ripped out, leaving an evident crater in the side of her face that was scarred greatly. Vertically along the right side of her face, above her right eye to her jaw, were claw marks that went deep within her skin as well. Softpebble resulted in her eye being caught in the swipe as well— the claw scraping it on the way down. Because this wound was so severe, Softpebble was at the risk of losing her eye, but the medicine cat was able to save her eye— to an extent. The Turkish Van resulted in her eye becoming blind, now remaining a dent along her orb that was once a claw grazing it. Softpebble often tries to hide that side of her face. Despite this, the Turkish Van stands around average cat height, but typically is sitting or laying inside the Elder's Den to avoid any anxiety from peaking. Her slightly toned physique still remains under her long pelt. Since she doesn't move around much, she results in being slightly weaker than before the event, but her thin body still remains the same, with a long and fluffed tail, and her neck fluff not being combed down. One will never see a day when Softpebble is not on the lookout for danger. She’s an incredibly anxious and skittish cat, prompted by a traumatizing incident that moved her into the Elder’s den to begin with - despite being so young. Sometimes this intense fear can manifest into panic attacks or breakdowns. As a result, she’s often quiet and withdrawn, and avoids those she’s unfamiliar to. To those she knows, she’s a lot more open, revealing a gentle and compassionate side that is otherwise lost on strangers. She adores her daughter, Sunflowerpaw, and tries her best not to be absent from her life. However, sometimes she’s caught up in a sea of troubling thoughts and cannot help but become listless and distracted. @.sherlock Elder Mother to Sunflowerpaw. Ex-mate to Buzzardglide Description written by Twi and personality by Mysty, claimed by RD to role-play as ^^
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Oct 25, 2019 1:13:46 GMT -5
Leading the way, it was easy for Stormchime to follow into a quiet mindset. Her gaze was idly scanning the terrain in front of her but it was easy to fall into the peaceful noises of the forest and the familiar feeling of her paws hitting the ground with light thups. Every once in awhile, she would flash a curious glance over her shoulder in the tom's direction. Both of them looked like the tension, one that she didn't realize was there, had faded off of them. Stormchime felt like a quiet walk was always a good way to feel peace... that or face the situation causing you stress head on. The current situation was probably better left to delicate dealings.
Stormchime flickered her tail and paused for a brief moment as she felt a breeze cut through her fur. She forced her paws to continue onward, not wanting to stop until they managed to reach one of the scent markers.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Oct 25, 2019 7:01:55 GMT -5
Gingerly picking up the vole, Sunhawk carried it back over towards Ryestorm. He placed it down beside her squirrel. He shifted on his paws for moment, casting a glance out into the forest. He knew they needed to catch more prey; the weather was right and prey seemed to be running good for the time being. They might have as catch a few more pieces before they returned to camp.
His sharp gaze drifted back towards Ryestorm as he heard her start speaking once again. Sunhawk titled his head, "Do you not trust the code within this situation?" he retorted, there was nothing accusing in his voice, just plain curiosity. He wondered what Ryestorm's true thoughts were about this. She was asking questions but not expressing any opinions on her own. "Wolfstar might have been dying but he has never been a foolish leader nor a cat," he pointed out.
The elders would sometimes tell them stories about Wolfstar's warrior days, it always seemed like the tom was a strong, confident, and well put together. There was plausible reason why Wolfstar decided to switch deputies. Out of the clan, Scorchstar and Driftfall would be the ones that would possibly know the truth of what happened during the moments of Wolfstar's last breath.
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Non-binary
☾ѕησσzє☽
no im not okay, I suck at a game I play 8 hours a day
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Oct 25, 2019 7:20:24 GMT -5
{I gotta go shopping so I'll reply after but here's good ol Loudpaw I created, hes gonna be training in the DF ^^;
Rather large for an apprentice, and most likely a warrior if he was one, he stands out in a crowd. His fluffy fur doesn't help with his hefty appearance, just adding more to it. His fur is black but shines brown in some places in direct sunlight. He also lacks a tail, though it doesn't affect his balance too much. He may trip over his paws on occasion but he still gets right back up. His face is round, with large amber eyes and a wide semi flat muzzle. His ears don't seem to match the rest of his body, appearing small compared to the rest of them despite being the typical size. He never gives up on perfecting himself, believing there's always room for improvement. This train of thought also extends to the cats around him, even his own mentor. He thinks everyone should strive to perfect themselves even if it's next to possible. Due to this, he likes to train with his claws even though it's never recommended. In battle they don't use sheathed claws, so he doesn't understand why they should when preparing for the future. He is also very ambitious, willing to fight anyone standing in his way. He thinks he is invincible even though he certainly isn't. He takes risk a lot of the time without a care for his actual well-being or others. Even with all this negative personality, he is rather likable. He is known to morph his personality to those around him, trying his hardest to manipulate the cats around him to take a liking to him. His pseudo personality normally starts off with him pretending to be innocent, pure, then morphs into a 'heroic front.' ☾ѕησσzє☽ Apprentice Relationships He will eventually be crushing on Sunflowerpaw ^-^ }
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 25, 2019 10:19:49 GMT -5
I think I’ve added just about everyone’s finished forms I have a busy day today so won’t be on until relatively late
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 25, 2019 16:20:20 GMT -5
woooooo two more cats finished let's goooooo just two to go
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 25, 2019 19:45:32 GMT -5
Your charries so far seem great ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ »! I'm back on by the way, sorry I ended up staying out way later than intended XD
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Non-binary
☾ѕησσzє☽
no im not okay, I suck at a game I play 8 hours a day
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Oct 26, 2019 7:55:14 GMT -5
Ryestorm
She was taken a bit back by his own questions. Most warriors in the camp knew better than to ask her for her opinion on any and all topics. She left a little huff out before she began to answer. "I think Wolfstar was a very smart tom, always knew what he was doing. Yet, and there's always a yet, what if death had clouded his judgement? I'm sure if I was dying right now then my own choices wouldn't make any sense. I am not saying our current leader is a bad tom, actually far from it in my mind though I can't help but wonder how Dovepool would have ran the camp if she was chosen. We certainly wouldn't have been in this situation we are now, right?" She hesitated, trying to picture the she-cat running them.
"It'd at least be nice if she was chosen deputy, I can see the sensibility of Moonspots but if Dovepool was left with an option to become leader again one day don't you think things would be slightly better for us?" She tipped her head to the side, not knowing how he would respond to her own opinion and new questions.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 10:18:02 GMT -5
I have another busy day ahead, but I'll be home much earlier than yesterday so will get some starters out
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Oct 26, 2019 10:25:56 GMT -5
// no worries 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ ! Do you mind if I start roleplaying c: ?
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 10:31:43 GMT -5
Of course not twi, have at and have fun!
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Oct 26, 2019 10:56:01 GMT -5
[ my boy MoonMoon is open his latest post is on page 5 ]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Oct 26, 2019 14:04:58 GMT -5
Ashwind / i.imgur.com/A33tldk.jpg A dainty feline, this feline has a small and lean figure. She has light grey fur with faint tabby markings. She has flecks of russet and silver in her coat. She has coppery amber eyes. She has a v-shaped nick in her right ear, she received it from a brutal training session when she was an apprentice. It is one of things that made her feel wary towards the thought of battling. Ashwind is a timid she-cat, who prefers to stay silent when there is a large crowd around. She likes being quiet although she is willing to talk to someone if they need it. She is not anti-social, it is more like she is afraid to talk to her clanmates than anything nowadays. She has been known as the quiet one for so long, it's hard to change that stereotype and to step out of her comfort zone. She has never been out-going like her siblings and she doubts it will ever change. Ashwind is smart and quite cautious. She always tries to be one step ahead of everyone and everything. @ blazeheart Warrior Open to family & a crush
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 14:16:12 GMT -5
I'm back! sorry about that went to see Joker with some mates, it was fab, though went all the way to Manchester before realising I'd left my card at home XD
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 14:29:02 GMT -5
ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » don't kill me mate, but you can't use sun as a name either XD we already have Sunhawk, really sorry!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 14:37:10 GMT -5
I'm going to finish adding when I've eaten, sorry guys.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 15:39:35 GMT -5
A soft shiver ricocheted from his tear tips to the edge of his plumed tail as the bitter winds of Warren Ridge began making a game of freezing the trio to death. Fluffing his black and white coat up against the frigid cold, he cast his gaze around the area, the winds left the long grass battering left and right, making pinpointing a target from sight alone a difficult task. Thus with a flare of his nostrils and a parting of his jaws, the young warrior dove into the heavy foliage, offering little warning of his departure aside from a flick of his tail, his silence uncharacteristic. Weaving effortlessly through the grasses, his slender frame offering ease to a quiet approach in spite of the enveloping greenery. The tall warrior had an idea of where his prey was, fortunately for him the opposite could not be said to true. Zeroing in with little sign he'd been spotted, the warrior paused in place when the animal came into sight. A small, juvenile rabbit plump on the leaffall grasses and intent on getting fatter as it continued nibbling away, oblivious. It might almost have been considered cute had it not been for the all consuming hunger that was brought to Magpieflight's mind at the very sight of the animal. Tensing as he lowered into the hunters crouch, he waited in silence, for the opportunity that might provide ample chance for the kill. He spotted it when the creature turned slightly, fearful that it might spot him at the last minute, Magpieflight took off. Muscular hind legs offering great power to his movements, he crossed the small space between the two until he all but collided with the animal, ending its life with an easy nip to the neck before the fluffy animal had even had the chance to squeak. Turning back to where he had left his clanmates, he deposited the animal with a triumphant smile. The aftermath of their leader's death somewhat forgotten now in the wilderness of the territory rather than the confines of camp.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 16:47:47 GMT -5
Does anyone aside from ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » with Flickerkit want one of Nightecho's kittens?
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Oct 26, 2019 16:59:37 GMT -5
[ hmmm / i love kits. could I have a kitten? xD ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 17:02:36 GMT -5
No Blaze, I simply asked just cos I thought it would be fun to refuse people who get their hopes up. XD yes you can
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Oct 26, 2019 17:16:47 GMT -5
[ savage thanks ;D
might do mossykit/nose or make another new character ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 17:23:01 GMT -5
I don't particularly mind
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Oct 26, 2019 20:14:02 GMT -5
. SUNFLOWERPAW. .APPRENTICE.
When the morning came, the young femme had awoken with a small jolt. Had she not had been thinking negative thoughts before sleep, Sunflowerpaw wouldn't have had another nightmare. The trainee had stared around the darkened cavern before realizing the time of day. She jumped to her feet and scooted past the fellow apprentices to make her way to the Elder's Den, tangled tail high in the air and sleepiness evident in her facial features. Out of habit, right before she entered the den, Sunflowerpaw sat down at the entrance. She turned her beautiful cranium around to comb her tail and any excess dirt in her fur, to look presentable, of course. Sunflowerpaw always enjoyed trying to impress her mother at any time. Even right after training, Sunflowerpaw would rush to camp to talk to her mother and still look like an elegant and well groomed kittypet. She closed her eyes in content as she cleaned, enjoying the feelings of her fur being played with, since she often doesn't get cleaned by others. It was a shame, really, as Sunflowerpaw really enjoyed her fur being touched and cleaned. With that thought, she then turned her head back to look to the den, did a quick grooming to her neck fur and combed back her cheek fluff before walking in. She looked around in the den slowly, and sure enough was her relative in her typical spot. With a soft purr, she let out a quiet query, sparing any resting elders their sleep and preventing herself from getting scolded for being too obnoxious. "Mother? Are you awake?"
{ . Softpebble - ☾ѕησσzє☽ . } Sorry it's short ;a;
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Oct 26, 2019 20:23:38 GMT -5
Sunflowerpaw is actually precious
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