post-for-a-cat v6 (tumblr crossover event????)

oooooo that's super cool!!! PLEASE ping me for anything regarding your sparklecats like. I am DESPERATE for good Content

Thanks! I love her! :DDDDD

AHH THANKS FOR THE SILLY GUY! Forgot that not quoting the post ends up giving you another cat, woops! But I do want another cat; could I get a sparkle medicine cat? I'd like their name to have something to do with space.

Trying to make a post-it clan with these guys

May I have a medicine cat please?

I love them! Thank you so much <3

I could use a leader if you have time

I love her. How about an antagonist? Could you do that?

《🎄○●cøpper●○🎄》 I don't know, CAN I? /j

Embersilk is a long-furred pale ginger molly with darker ticked tabby markings and amber eyes. Her fur is a sunny orange, like the first rays of sunrise. Deep russet markings, dark and red, make harsh tabby markings across paws, tail and face. A slightly darker stripe lies over her spine, faded stripes wrapping downward like ribs across her flanks. Her front paws are both tipped in white at the toes. Her amber eyes are dark, but lit with an inner fire that makes the inner iris shine gold.
Embersilk is a single-minded cat that will do anything to reach her goals. She believes that the outcome justifies any methods needed to get there, and will warp her moral code to justify her actions. She is stubbornly loyal to her Clan --or at least the concept of it-- but believes she is the only one that has what it takes to do what needs to be done. Embersilk is an extroverted and outgoing cat that thrives on others' validation. She needs friends and close confidants to feel secure and is hurt very deeply by anything she'd see as a betrayal, even if she wouldn't hesitate to do the same if she thought she needed to for her Clan. She is known for having a beautiful singing voice and though she's somewhat shy about it, takes great pride in her ability.


wickedbroccoli you get a tribe cat!

Giant Redwood watching over Oaks (Redwood) is a thick-limbed red tom with blue eyes. His fur is rather plain, with only a few white speckles freckling over his face and shoulders and a white tail-tip. He does have a ragged scar across the right side of his face as well as several notches in his right ear. His biggest trait is his size: towering above his Tribemates, he is usually head and shoulders above most of them, even the tallest only reaching his chin. He has broad shoulders and thick, powerful limbs. His tail looks short compared to his body size, and his ears small and rounded. His blue eyes are bright against his solid red fur.
Redwood is a loud, boisterous cat. He has a deep, bellowing voice that can be heard for what feels like miles and is incapable of being sneaky or quiet. Ironically he is a rather private cat and doesn't like talking about himself or his accomplishments, horribly modest and incredibly shy when put in the spotlight. Redwood loves to tell stories and will put on accents and voices to go along with his tales--he is extremely bad at his voices, but recognizes his lack of skill is half of the humor.

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Windythistle is a lilac molly with yellow eyes. Her fur is dusky brown, rather desaturated into almost a grey. A darker, sable stripe runs down her spine. Flecks of dark fur mark her ankles and backs of her ears. Lighter speckles mark her paws and tail-tip. Her shoulder and neck fur spikes out, untamed. Her yellow eyes are a pale, washed out color, and large on her face. She has large paws and ears, but a thin frame and tail.
Windythistle isn't actually very fast, despite her name and figure. She's nimble, sure, and has stamina to run for hours, but her sprint speed is rather slow and she tires herself out quickly if she tries to go too fast. She's a kind cat that knows she can stretch her caring nature too thin, and so intentionally keeps her close circle of friends small and manageable and can be rather cold to those outside of it. She finds it easy to assume guilt, even for things that aren't her fault. Windythistle has a searing rivalry with a cat from another Clan who killed her mentor in a border skirmish when she was a young warrior.

(Heyo! Can we request a name? If so Angel's feather. If not then it alr.)

《🎄○●cøpper●○🎄》 I'm still not over Gracklenose it's a great name.

Gracklenose is a medium-furred black ticked tabby molly with green eyes. Her dark fur has lighter speckles in vertical lines down her flank, with more traditional tabby markings on her legs, tail and face. All four of her paws have white boots. She has a white stomach, chest, and chin, wrapping over her muzzle to splash a white dapple over her nose and the right side of her face. Another white dapple sits over her left haunch. Her green eyes have darker centers.
Gracklenose, at first, would be marked for her upbeat personality. She loves talking to cats and making them feel included, loves adopting introverts and playing the platonic-matchmaker, forcing cats she thinks would be good friends into conversations. Only once a cat gets to know her better would they see that she's actually rather quiet: her personality fills the room, sure, and she speaks loudly and boldly, but she doesn't dominate conversations, doesn't say much at all, and prefers to be a good listener. She is well known for being a good tracker with a discerning sense of smell; she's particularly good at identifying specific scents from a cluster of tangled ones, and can pick specific Clanmates out of the miasma of similar Clan scent.

Seaspark is a long-furred, pale ginger shaded cat with white markings and amber eyes. Their thick fur is rich and honey gold in color, shimmering like a heat mirage. A solid white dapple lies across their hindquarters, and white streaks like waves mark their flanks. They have a muscular frame and a short but fluffy tail. Their long fur makes them poof out to a rather intimidating size, an effect which is quickly ruined as soon as they get wet, showing that while strong and thickly built, they are smaller than their fur makes them appear.
Seaspark has little patience for things they don't think matter. They get wrapped up in what they want, basing their choices entirely off of how it makes them feel, and can be impossible to work with if they don't agree with the group. Most of the time, their reasoning is entirely selfish, but they can be extremely loyal to cats they look up to, warping their entire personality and goals to fit what they think the other wants them to be. They rely heavily on a close friend to keep them from entirely losing themself to their idols, and trust that one cat implicitly to pull them back when they are going too far.

[INACTIVE] wow that's a sn. And I can try~ The rules and expectations of this thread are all on the front page

Angel's Feather is a tiny, long-furred blue tom with golden eyes. His blue-grey fur is steely in color, slightly darker along his spine, tail and the backs of his ears than the rest of him. His stomach has a white stripe, the fur around a lighter grey that fades into the rest of his coat. His golden eyes reflect silver in the dark, and he has phenomenal night vision, to where he often prefers staying out at night rather than the height of day. He is colorblind and can only see in greyscale.
Angel's Feather is a cat many don't notice. He's rather quiet, preferring to stay to small groups of cats he knows well rather than take risks talking to others that might not agree with him--he is risk-adverse in general, and unless the reward is very great, would prefer to take a slower, careful route or ignore opportunities he is not certain will pan out. Despite his cherubic name, Angel's Feather can be a bit of a gremlin, and enjoys having his cautious nature vindicated by watching others take risks and fail to reach their goals, particularly when he thinks it was obvious that they had no chance at actually achieving what they set out to do. He's rarely one to step in and give advice and finds himself often realizing too late that his insight would have been helpful if offered earlier.

I love your descriptions and personalities of cats ;v;
Mind if I get another one?

Winged cat please?

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Poppytail is a white tom with cinnamon markings and amber eyes. His tail, ears, and hind paws are painted with chestnut fur, brindled with darker, deeper shades. Isolated, rather pale cinnamon speckles make sparse clusters around the rest of his otherwise white fur. He is a tall, spindly cat with twig-thin limbs and tall ears that look far too big for his head. He doesn't hold himself gracefully either, often hitting his head or bashing his legs thinking he can fit in spaces too small for his frame. He might be fast if he tried, but doesn't trust himself to run at a sprint without tripping over his paws and hurting himself in the process.
Poppytail is a charming tom that doesn't take anything too seriously. He's a little shy at first, scared to talk to cats outside his Clan, but to the cats he grew up around, they'll say Poppytail is the first cat to break the ice on an awkward pause with a cheesy but well-timed pun. It makes him uncomfortable to be around upset cats and he'll do anything to try and lighten the mood, even when it isn't the most appropriate to do so. He has a horrible habit of oversleeping, and is nearly impossible to wake. His hunting and fighting are hindered by his clumsy paws, but he has a knack for tracking, especially other cats, able to predict where they'd most likely be headed from minute traces.


[INACTIVE] wingssss

Duskrose is a dark grey classic tabby tom with copper eyes. His nearly black fur is swirled with lighter tabby markings, appearing almost silvery sheer compared to his base coat. He has a single white spot over his right eye and a white tail-tip. His wings, tall feathered things, are dark on the tops but a very pale grey, nearly white, underneath. A double band of dark grey lines his feathers 3/4ths to the tip. Like many winged cats, Duskrose is far lighter than he appears and can jump astonishing heights, even without his wings.
Duskrose is a hard-working tom that is always in the middle of a task. You'd never find him relaxing unless it's to eat or sleep, and even then he tries to keep it short. He has an urgency to him that cannot be postponed, and trying to get him to slow down or change courses is nearly impossible. Duskrose isn't afraid to back out of a conversation to get back to work, but he will not interrupt a story, no matter how badly he doesn't want to hear it. He thinks it's rude beyond belief and simply will not stand for it. A creative cat might coerce him into self-care by trapping him in a long elder's tale. Due to his hard-working nature, Duskrose often jumps to the conclusion that most his Clanmates are simply lazy; this can lead him to acting self-centered or egotistical, belittling any cat he doesn't like by using the number of tasks he completed as ammunition to put their own accomplishments down.