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*Smew* (#54920) Dreamboat of Ladies View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 05:52:08 |
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Dreamboat of Ladies View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 05:53:38 |
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Teaminka (#73506)
Remarkable View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 06:04:15 |
Name:Cloudstar (Cloudnight before made Leader) Age: 32 moons Gender:Female Rank: Leader Clan: Shadow Clan Alignment: Lawful Evil Appearance: A large female with a lot of muscle hidden under a gorgeous two toned gray coat, that is medium length, except her tail is a little puffier. Stunning bright blue eyes, that catches everyone's attention when they see them. She does have very odd spots of white on her tail, which are actually over her scars from an attack from a dog when she was an apprentice. There is a small spot toward the tip, where no hair grew back, but it's disguised by the puffiness of her tail. She also has a scar on the bottom of her right back paw pad, and a small nick on her nose, from play fighting with her brother when they were apprentices. Source Personality:Is very mature for her age, why she has gone up in rank so quickly. She is very incontrol of herself and her clan, but with the right motivation won't hesitate to pull her claw's and her clan's claws out. She observes the situation, before taking action physical or verbal. Will hold a grudge if it's over something big. She's good at hiding her emotions, and has no problem doing so. A pretty smile can always hold a murderous glare. She can be friendly to members of her clan, but for anyone outside of her clan, she's a ruthless cat, who waits for her moment to strike. History: I smiled at my brother as I trotted up to him. I stopped for a moment to rub my nose against my fore paw. It itched slightly still healing from our last tussle. We went over to the prey pile, after the elder's had been fed, and got a squirrel out. Brokenpaw dragged it off to the side, and we sat down to eat. I laughed as my brother almost tripped over a twig after we snuck out of camp. "Shut up!" He called as he caught up with me. "Make me!" I demanded as we slowed to a walk. "I will!" He declared, before pouncing at me and trying to wrap his paws around my neck. I met his pounce with a paw to the chest, sending him back. "Ha!" I cried as I thought I was triumph. "It's not over yet!" He growled as he got up and launched at me again. This time he clashed into me, sending us both rolling down a large hill. We hadn't been this happy since father passed a moon ago. Mother has been mopey too. I laughed as we came to a stop at the bottom of the hill. I stood and shook my pelt clean, as did my brother. "Ow!" My brother cried, whirling around to violently nip at his back. "What?" I asked walking around him. "Something bit me!" He grumbled as he stopped itching himself for a moment. "Let me look." I suggested, and did so before he could protest. I looked at the patch of fur he had been targeting, and sure enough a red ant wiggled it's way through his black fur. "Have ants in your pelt!" I teased him, before lapping at the spot to slowly pull it from his fur. After getting the ant dealt with, realizing we had rolled over an ant mound, we checked ourselves over to make sure. We both froze as we heard movement not far off from us, and we both got wide eyed thinking it was our mentors were out looking for us. We held still, and the rustling stopped too. "Maybe they're testi-" Brokenpaw started to whisper, before a bark interrupted us. We didn't have much time to respond, before the dog was on top of us, snapping it's jaws and throwing it's drool around. Brokenpaw and I crashed into each other, before I shoved him toward the way I was going. We ran through the forest, the dog hot on our tails. Brokenpaw and I ran under a bush, knowing the dog would have to go around. My hair got yanked out as I went under, but I didn't have time to respond. "Go toward the hills!" I yelled to Brokenpaw. He followed my command, probably too scared to argue with me. We scrambled under a thorn bush, a few of them scrapping me as I crawled under, Brokenpaw right behind me. I emerged on the other side, and looked back at my brother, who had chose a bad spot to crawl out, and had gotten tangled up. My heart raced, knowing the dog was coming. I could hear it on the other side of the bush, yelping as it tried to get through it. I ran to my brother, and grabbed on to his scruff firmly,and gave a hefty pull, my brother letting out a small cry of pain as a thorn dug into his thigh. I went to fix my hold on his scruff, when the dog broke through the bush a little ways down. I stood in front of my brother, and got ready to fight. I fluffed my fur up and hissed at the dog as I pulled my claws out. The dog charged, seemingly blinded with furry, at me. I ran under him, and scratched at his back legs. He yelped before flipping around, and I dug my paws into his nose as hard as I could, before jumping back. The dog yelled and shook it's head, blood splatters going everywhere. I took a moment o glance at my brother to see he had almost finished wiggling himself free. I jumped back as the dog lunged at me. I landed on my back legs, and thrust myself forward at the dog. I sunk my teeth and claws into it's back, just above it's shoulders. I hung on for dear life as the dog frantically spun around to get me off. My heart stopped when I felt it's teeth graze my fur as it tried to bite at me. My brother broke free, and ran for cover as the dog laid down, and started to roll. I took my chance and leaped off the dog, running in the direction of my brother. I quickly caught up to him, since he did have an injured leg. I thrust my shoulder into my brother to make him go toward the nearest cave, as I heard the dog gain ground on us again. If we could wiggle into gaps in the cave walls we could just hide there tell the dog gave up it's pursuit. My brother went with it, he was a passive cat and would rather give authority to others anyway. "Find a gap!" I called to my brother as we got to the tree line. My brother nodded before going to the left side, and I went to the right side of the cave. The dogs bark echoed in the cave. My eyes darted around the cave wall as I ran, not wanting to give the dog a chance to catch me. I spotted a spot that I could fit into with a little wiggling. I scrambled to it, clawing at the walls and ground of the small gap, frantically trying to get into it. I gave one last strong pull, before the dog sunk it's teeth into my tail and the pad of my back right paw. I gave a yowl as it yanked my harshly from my spot. "Let go of my sister!" Brokenpaw bellowed, as I twisted around to land a sharp claw at the lips of the dog. The dog let me go so it could yelp, and as it did my brother launched himself at the dog's neck. He was really tall for his age, and was able to use his long limbs to get a firm hold on the dog's neck as he sunk his teeth in to the dog, and used his back paws to rack them down the dog's neck and shoulder. I hit the ground with a thud, and got the wind knocked out of me. I shook my head, and stumbled to my feet. The dog almost managed to get it's teeth on my brother. I ran forward, though my lungs protested, and ran under the dog, and slashed at it's stomach. He bucked, and whirled around. I face it, and hissed. The dog went to lunged, but yelped in pain again as my brother scored his claws along it's neck again. I heard an upright calling in the distance and knew there was no way we would make it out of here. The dog we could wait out or wait for some of the clan to come looking for us if they weren't already, but an Upright was a different story. My brother howled with pain as the dog got a hold of one of his back legs, and yanked him off. He then shook his head violently, before letting my brother go mid shake, and sending him crashing into me. We both tumbled back against the cave wall, my brother on top of me. He struggled to his feet, and stood over me as he hissed at the dog. The dog ran at us, mouth wide open. He clamped down on my brother, and some of my tail fur, before shaking my brother again. My brother frantically used his free paws to claw at the dogs mouth. I charged at the dog again, and he used his giant paw to swipe me aside, before dropping my brother in a wet heap. I swore I heard a crack when he hit the ground, but his flank was still heaving. I heard the upright again, and closer. The dog perked his ears for a moment as he froze. I took this chance to rush to his legs, and deliver a hefty bite to the dog's foreleg. He howled, and flicked his leg, tossing my across the cave. I laid dazed on the floor, having hit my head on the ground pretty hard. I staggered to my feet, and shook my head. Before I turned around the dog stepped on my tail, and I realized how stupid I had been. I whirled around as it's mouth grew closer, it's hot breath on my face, when it stopped. It whirled around with a whimper. I saw my brother, with a badly injured back right leg, and a broken front left leg, but he still had managed to law at the back of the dog's leg. I moved away from the dog, getting ready to attack it, when it all came to an end. It happened so fast, but it happened so slowly as I watched. My brother hissed at the dog, and it charged forward, and sunk it's teeth into my brother, cutting his hiss short. He violently shook my brother, who wasn't fighting back. He stopped mid shake as the upright called again; he had called what sounded like a name. The dog dropped my brother, as though he had been a piece of prey he had lost his appetite for. I got a burst of anger in, like I had never felt before as I dashed at the dog. The dog turned, and went to dive down to snatch me up as well. I jumped up at the dog, his bite missing, and sunk my claws into it's face. I slashed at it's eye, and it yelped in pain, before shaking his head tell I lost my grip and dropped off. It took off yelping, and I chased after it. I wanted more. I wanted it to lay on the floor bleeding as me and my brother--MY BROTHER! I slide to a stop and flipped around. He was laying on the ground, and his flank wasn't moving. I trotted back over to him. "Come on Brokenpaw." I nudged him hopefully. Nothing. I noticed the small trail of water that was starting to run into the cave. The water was from the rain that had started to fall while we had fled from the dog, probably helping him wiggle out from the thorn bush earlier. I gingerly pulled him to the side. "Brokenpaw." I whispered, and nudged his cheek. Nothing again. I got frantic, and scared. B-Brokenpaw." I stated again as I nudged his cheek again. Yet again, nothing. I shook my head realizing I had waved my voice. "Brokenpaw. We need to go! We're going to already be in enough trouble! Mother's going to have our pelt i--Mother's going to--Brokenpaw!" I wailed, realizing it was useless, shoving myself face first into his fur. I started to cry as I desperately tried to cuddle into him more. I looked up as I heard cats approaching. I was covered in my brother's blood, I knew I was. I couldn't bring myself to leave him, so I laid there and told his body how much I loved him, and told stories of when we were kits, and stories other clan members had told us. There was a small patrol of cats there. Our mother and father, our mentors, and the deputy. I gently stepped over my brother, and looked at my mother briefly, before going to my father. The medicine cat is probably furious he's out here with his wound (a gash starting about mid stomach to his hip). "My son!" My mother howled as he trotted over to my brother. "My poor kit!" She yelled as she licked at him furiously. "My poor kit." She repeated, her voice shaking. "Who did this to my poor kit!?" She howled, as she laid and rubbed her head against his flank. "What have they done to my poor kit!?" She mumbled as she continued to run her head against him. She stayed quiet for a few moments, before she looked at me, "You!" She yelled. "You did this! You let him die!" She shrieked at me, before turning herself back to her son's body, and began to lick at him again. "I'll go tell the other's." Brokenpaw's mentor whispered softly, that it was barely audible, to my father. My father nodded, and the warrior was off. I quietly cried in my spot in the apprentice den. The other apprentice's stayed on the other side of the den. I decided I should at least try to go to sleep. I closed my eyes, and a few tears continued to roll down my cheeks, when I felt a familiar body against mine. I told myself I was dreaming, cause he was gone, but the body rose and fell as though it were a live. I opened my eyes slowly, and as equally slow turned my head to see a white, but still transparent cat, curled up next to me. I noticed the pelt pattern in the time it takes a mouse's whisker to twitch. "Brokenpaw?.." I whispered to the body. It's ear's picked up at the mention of his name. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kin:Mother (Maplepelt(brown and orange spotted cat with green eyes))- deceased Father (Ashheart (black tom with the ocassional red hue to his fur with green blue eyes))- deceased Brother (Brokenpaw (Black and brown spotted young tom with gold eyes))- deceased Mentor/apprentice: Mate/crush: None (But is open to one!) Sexual orientation: Heterosexual Other: Brokenstar, Brambleclaw, Firestar, Feathertail, Stormfur, Graystripe, and Silverstream (I better stop before I list them all, lol) Theme song: Disturbed- Down with the sickness, Remember, indestructible, old friend Breaking Benjamin- I will not bow Trapt- Head Strong Stats: Speed: 8/10 Attack: 10/10 Agility: 7.5/10 Defence: 9/10 Strength: 10/10 Hunting: 7.5/10 Intelligence: 10/10 Quick-thinking: 10/10 Significant battle move: What ever helps her win the battle Name: Shadowrunner Age: 54 moons Gender: F Rank: Warrior Alignment: Neutral Good Clan: Shadowclan Appearance: a sandy medium brown pelt, with dark brown on her ears, face, her legs, and gradient flow to dark brown as you go down her tail. She has eyes as blue as the lake. She does have faint scars on her muzzle, and a long faint scar on her left hip she earned in her first real battle. (Minus the white in the picture) Source Personality: A dedicated and loyal warrior, who usually is a friendly cat to cats in her clan. To other clan cats she is guarded around them. She does get a little ridicule from fellow clan members for her friendliness, that is until she pulls her claws out. She thrives off being close with her clan mates, and being the best warrior she can be. History: She was born into Shadowclan, in a small litter, but sadly the only other kit was a stillborn. Her father was a member of the tribe cat's, and he mother joined them when Shadowrunner (Shadowpaw at the time) was close to finishing her apprenticeship. She didn't care after a while, though she feels the need to prove herself to her clan constantly. About 9 moons ago she found a young kit just barely within the clan boarder. The kit was presumed to be o a rogue's, but she could not be found. Shadowrunner took the kit in, it was already eating solid food, and raised the tom-kit as her own. Kin: Mother Duskpelt (Dark brown with a white underbelly) - unknown Father Cloud in Nightsky (gray tom with dark gray patches and white toes) - unknown Brother - stillborn 'Son' - Condorpaw (black and brown tom with occasional white on his foot, notably of norweign forest cat decent) - apprentice in (below) Mentor/apprentice: Rainfire (deceased) Mate/crush: None, but open to one! Sexual orientation: Heterosexual Other: Fireheart/star, Greystripe Theme Song: Breaking Benjamin- I will not bow Trapt- Head Strong ∆ Stats: Speed: 8/10 Attack: 9/10 Agility: 10/10 Defence: 9/10 Strength: 8/10 Hunting: 8/10 Intelligence: 8/10 Quick-thinking: 10/10 Significant battle move: Doesn't have one Name: Condorpaw Age: almost 11 moons Gender: M Rank: Apprentice Alignment: Neutral (Chaotic Good when he is older) Clan: Shadowclan Appearance: A black and brown young tom with the occasional white on his feet. He is missing a toe on his back left paw, and the tip of his left ear is gone. Has gentle gold eyes that make your heart melt. Is a fluffy and large built cat, easy to predict him to be the biggest in the clan. Source Personality: Is a playful apprentice, and sometimes forgets his size. Just like his 'mom' he likes to be close with his clan mates, but not so much with other clan cats. He is a goof that likes to make his friends laugh, and is quickly picking up from his mom when to pull the claws out and be ruthless. History: Found by Shadowruner when he was just over 4 weeks old, he doesn't remember his birth mom, so the only mother figure he has had is Shadowrunner. He took quickly to clan life, and loves it, though he doesn't remember living as a rogue, but what he's heard from stories it's terrible, and he never wants that for himself. Kin: 'Mother' - Shadowrunner (above) Mentor/apprentice: Shadestorm Mate/crush: None....yet?... Sexual orientation: Heterosexual (goes through bi-curious stage) Other: Ravenpaw, Fireheart/star, Graystripe, Brambleclaw Theme song: Perfect-Hedley Breaking benjamin- I will not bow Trapt- head strong Who you really are- Unknown artist (Never been able to find the artist, but from Balto 2) ∆ Stats: (he is still learning!) Speed: 6/10 Attack: 9/10 Agility: 5/10 Defence: 9/10 Strength: 10/10 Hunting: 7/10 Intelligence: 7/10 Quick-thinking: 8/10 Significant battle move: Likes to use his weight since he is still learning, but he may develop one as he continues. Name: Badgersong Age: 61 Moons Gender: Male Rank: Warrior Alignment: Neutral Evil Clan: Shadowclan Appearance: A dark gray fur, with black marbling, except for the pale patch of chest and underbelly fur, with emerald green eyes. He has several scars, that had darker fur grow back over them, but are hard to distinguish because of his marbling. One scar, on his right forearm is very visible as it goes from his elbow forward and around down to his paw, which he received in battle. He also has a torn left ear, with some smaller cuts in it, giving it a frayed look slightly. Source Personality: Badger fits him well. He's a grumpy and mean cat, and needs no reason to be. He can, when not out helping his clan, he can be scowling from the shadows with his tail flicking, which it never seems to stop flicking. But don't take his hostility wrong, as he will jump to his clans defense without hesitation. History: His mother came to Thunderclan as a kittypet wanting to become a warrior. She did, but soon after they made the big journey, and met the mountain cats. His mother, Chestnutfang, became mates with a tom in the mountains, Scary Wind, and had him and his siblings. When he discovered what his mother had done, and hearing her stories he ran away and joined Thunderclan as an apprentice. When he was a young warrior he moved to Shadowclan, after having a disagreement with fellow warriors. Kin: Mother: Chestnutfang (A long haired, slender cat, with light brown fur, and white underbelly and mouth, with green eyes)- Alive Father: Scary Wind (Black and gray muddled cat with fierce, piercing yellow eyes)- Alive Brother: Running Shade (Dark gray tom with small black speckles scarcely through his fur, and around his face with green eyes)- Alive Brother: Boar's Talon (Dark brown tom, with black smudges through his fur, and around his paws with yellow eyes)- Alive Sister: Hunting Rain (A light grey and white female, with light brown tipped ears, tail, and toes with green eyes)- Alive Mentor/apprentice: Misthawk (Two toned brown female, with white under belly and yellow eyes) Deceased Mate/crush: If they can handle his grumpiness. Sexual orientation: No one knows Other: Mistyfoot, Brambleclaw, Tigerstar, Hawkfrost Theme song: Disturbed- Haunted, old friend Breaking benjamin- I will not bow Trapt- head strong ∆ Stats: Speed: 9.5/10 Attack: 9/10 Agility: 8/10 Defence: 9/10 Strength: 8/10 Hunting: 8.5/10 Intelligence: 9/10 Quick-thinking: 9/10 Significant battle move: Uses the shadows to his advantage as much as possible, and likes to take cats feet out from under them 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 26/03/16 @ 21:39:20 by Teaminka (#73506) |
Sheba; Sáracen (#52208) King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 06:13:21 |
Name: Alderheart Age: 52 moons Gender: She-cat Rank: Medicine Cat Clan: Thunderclan Appearance: Alderheart is lean and rather small, with olive green eyes and a brown pelt with a ginger hue. [ IMAGE REMOVED BY MODERATOR ] Personality: Alderheart is kind, but very strict. She doesn't tolerate much chaos and disorder, but despite her strict and sometimes rigid demeanor and values, she is fiercely loyal and goodhearted. She is patient and rarely ever snaps. She is very wise. History: ~46 moons ago~ "Where are you?!" Silence. Ripplepaw looked around herself at her surroundings, but everything was silent; the silence was almost deafening compared to the chaos and noise of battle just a few seconds earlier. Where had they all gone? "This isn't funny!" she hissed into the silence, but not a sound came in return. Panic was rising in her chest now, and she spun around to see if they were hiding from her. If they were, maybe they wouldn't have time to hide? But no. "Come back!" Her commanding voice broke and her tone turned into a plead, distress seeping into it. The sound echoed through the forest, coming back to her in unsettling whispers that reminded her of just how alone she was. she leaped to her feat, fur bristling. She needed to get out of here, now, with or without them. She was in clan territory, which one, she did not know, but if anyone found her... she shuddered and pushed the thought away, and once again looked around feverishly. Deciding on a direction, she dahsed forward, pushing through branches and bushes, stumbling over roots and scaring birds into the sky. An owl hooted somewhere above her, and she held back a squeal. She pushed her paws to run faster, her chest heaving as she plunged deeper into the woods. Her claws dug into the ground as something huge loomed above her, and this time, the squeal escaped her mouth. "I should kill you on the spot for intruding," the voice snarled, and she looked up to see the face of a lean, powerful tom with a face like stone, eyes gleaming with disgust. Ripplepaw backed away terrified, too scared to say anything, but a paw stepped on her tail, effectively freezing her. "Strikeheart, it's a kit!" another voice snarled, and she looked up to see another shadow stepping forward from the slightly deeper shadows. "A tresspassing kit," the cat who was named Strikeheart hissed back. His tail was lashing back and forth. "And a rogue, nontheless!" "She didn't know what she's doing," she replied icily. "Young One, do you know where you are?" the she-cat bent down until her face was level with Ripplepaw's, and she backed away a ittle despite the paw on her tail. "I-i'm on clan t-terrioty," she squealed, her voice breaking. Strikeheart narrowed his eyes, and she saw the gleam of sheated claws in the moonlight. "It wasn't my fault! They- they just left-" she gasped as he took a step closer. "Enough! Strikeheart, i am not going to let you murder a kit with cold blood!" The she-cat had stepped in front of Strikeheart, stopping him. He sneered at her. 2And what do you suggest doing? Take her to the two-legs? There's no way we can let her go back to whichever ditch she came from, she'll pass on information about or territory," he looked at her with clear disdain, but she didn't seem to take notice. Instead, she held her chin high, glaring at him with just as much disgust. "No. We'll take her with us." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~38 moons ago~ Ripplepaw shook with excitement as she stepped forward to stand below the Speaking Rock, and she squinted up at the clan leader. The sun was in her eyes, and she couldn't see the she-cat's face clearly, but when she spoke, it contained none of the discomfort or spite that so many others had when they spoke to her. As she stood there, her mentor walked up beside her. "Ripplepaw, today you have fullfilled your training as the medicine cat's apprentice. From this day on, you are going to be one of the medicine cats of Thunderclan!" The cats surrounding them cheering, some whole-heartedly, others not so much, but nontheless Ripplepaw felt her chest swell with pride and her whiskers twitched. She had made it! She was about to turn and leave, but her mentor didn't move, and confused, she kept her place. Confused mumbling broke out around them. "it has come to my attention," the clan leader started, breaking through the mumbling of voices. "that you never got your Clan name, Rippleheart," she said, and Rippleheart tensed. Her past had become something that was not to be spoken about- it caused discomfort to everyone around. But the Clan leader seemed to be waiting for her answer. "that.. that's right," she stuttered, wnting to smack herself for not speaking clearly like her mentor had told her to do. But the Clan leader took no notice. "Then i believe it is about time! Rippleheart, I will name you Alderheart, for the wisedom in your head and the shine on your pelt. Make us proud, Alderheart." "Make us proud, Alderheart!" The cats around her chanted, and her eyes widened. Alderheart... she loved it! "I will!" She promised, meaning it. Kin: Unknown Mentor/apprentice: no apprentice yet Mate/crush: n/a Sexual orientation: heterosexual Other: Bramblestar! ∆ Stats: Speed:4/10 Attack: 6/10 Agility: 10/10 Defence: 9/10 Strength: 5/10 Hunting: 6/10 Intelligence: 10/10 Quick-thinking: 10/10 Significant battle move: She will out-move the opponent and get behind them, then she will jump on the opponent's back to deliver crushing bites to the opponent's skull and neck. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Talonpaw Age: 8 Moons Gender: Male Rank: Apprentice Clan: Thunderclan Appearance: [ IMAGE REMOVED BY MODERATOR ] A steely grey coat (imagine the Ashen base :P ) with light green eyes, lean but muscular for his age, with average growth. His paws are unnusually big, which makes him abnormally clumsy at young age but a strong fighter as he grows. Personality: Talonpaw is a bit of a show-off, and can often be seen prancing around the main camp or showing off some skill he recently learned. He is fiercely loyal, and makes sure to get back at anyone who harms him or his den mates. He is also slightly impulsive, and though he usually thinks things through, this hot-headedness gets him into a lot of trouble. He may however be quick to flee when things get intimidating or he feels overpowered. He is rather curious at times, and can be found sticking his nose into things he should not. History: Talonpaw grew up with his denmates, protected and safe. He always longed to be an apprentice, however, and sometimes he would sneak out. It gained him a couple scars, though none that were difficult to heal. Kin: He was born by a clan cat, which was one of the cats killed by rogues during a fight. (Am i allowed to type that? i can change it if it is a problem) Mentor/apprentice: Undecided Mate/crush: None Sexual orientation: will go after females, but doesn't have too many romantic feelings. Other: Bramblestar! ∆ Stats: Speed: 7/10 Attack: 8/10 Agility: 6/10 Defence: 6/10 Strength: 10/10 Hunting: 5/10 Intelligence: 7/10 Quick-thinking: 9/10 Significant battle move: He will learn to take use of his strength and strike opponents with fierce claws as soon as he gets the chance. 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 13/03/16 @ 21:31:48 by 🌸 Flareon 🌸 (#17896) |
Cervicorn [MAIN] (#33076)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 06:35:32 |
May I reserve ShadowClan deputy? I'm not home right now, but will re-add forms when I do. 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 12/03/16 @ 13:36:24 by Potato Lord (#33076) |
Sheba; Sáracen (#52208) King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 06:43:23 |
(hey, just wondering, all those warriors and apprentices,a re they kinda NPCs or people who joined in the previous one? :o ) 0 players like this post! Like? |
*Smew* (#54920)
Dreamboat of Ladies View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 06:55:38 |
NPCs, Sheba :) But no problem, Potatopaz. (Omg I'm still not used by your 'new' name.) 0 players like this post! Like? |
Rin (#2458)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 06:59:25 |
Name: Rowanflame Age: 39 Moons Gender: Male Alignment: True Neutral (I assume you mean in roleplaying terms.) Rank: Deputy Clan: Appearance: (Image from an adopted character from this thread) A thinner built tom with orange-brown legs and dark gray-brown marbled tabby markings. He has piercing yellow eyes and a fleshy coral nose. His base coat is a lighter color than his markings, and his claws are a translucent white. Has a seemingly unblemished appearance. He usually wears a harsh scowl on his face. Personality: A very self-reliant tom with a serious and harsh exterior. Surprisingly, he accepts mercy more than justice, although he will be sure to leave the one who got his mercy with severe scars. He has a very short temper, and is not afraid to be extremely rude to get a point across. He has no moral boundaries, and only thinks for the best of the clan, even if that means manipulating things to their favor. He loves his clan more than himself, and often has more smiles among his clanmates than anywhere else. (Which already isn't often.) He seems to have an ingrained ability to tell the difference between lies and the truth, which he already digs heavily for. (For him, the truth is the most important in any situation.) He's extremely flexible when it comes to decisions though, and, again, has no real set morals. Except for one; the aforementioned mercy. That is not a flexible opinion of his. He also has nightmares of his old friend and first apprentice often, making him quite the insomniac. History: He was the single kit born to a solid white father, named Snowstorm, and a red tabby queen, named Gingerclaw. He was never too close to his parents; not out of them ignoring him, but out of him just not really having any compassion for his kin. Instead, he took solace in a tight friendship with a denmate of his; a she-cat called Bugkit. She was a small solid cinnamon cat with no tail, and she was incredibly similar to Rowankit. The two would continue to be tight throughout apprenticeship and into their warrior years. Speaking of apprenticeship, Rowanpaw was trained under one of the older warriors in Thunderclan, which helped to influence his flexible morals. The two would often get into intelligent debates over the state of their clan and over simple differences. It nourished his mind, and he would come to enjoy these deep into his warrior years. The training was vicious for the tom, and it often left Rowanpaw sore the next day. That did not deter the tabby though, and he persisted in their battle training. However, because of the high focus on fighting and debating, he lacked skills in hunting. Not that it bothered him too much; determination generally led to success. Rowanpaw would also stick with Bugpaw during training, and eventually the two got their warrior names; Buglegs and Rowanflame. Rowanflame's first apprentice was a younger sibling to Buglegs, ironically. He was a little white and gray tabby named Mistpaw. The two old friends would often train Mistpaw together, teaching him in the best way they can. It turned out to be for the best, since the young cat soon evolved into a strong tom. Rowanflame couldn't be prouder of a cat he considered to be of his own kin, and would praise his apprentice for doing anything correctly. It was wonderful, really, having what felt like his own, small, family. Of course, things went sour during a particularly devastating encounter with a group of rouges. Sparing the details, the rouges ended up bolting after their leader was taken down, but it left Rowanflame as the only survivor. despite never showing it, it traumatized him, and he never quite recovered from the encounter. It was a few moons ago that he was named deputy, having been given the title after the old one retired. Kin: - Snowstorm (Deceased, Old Age); Father - Gingerclaw (Deceased, Old Age); Mother - Buglegs (Deceased, Rouge Attack); Sibling in Heart - Mistpaw (Deceased, Rouge Attack); Sibling in Heart Mentor/apprentice: n/a (open!) Mate/crush: n/a Sexual orientation: Bicurious (Currently Homosexual) Theme song: Modern Girls & Old Fashioned Men Other Hollyleaf ∆ Stats: Speed: 3/10 Attack: 6/10 Agility: 5/10 Defense: 4/10 Strength: 5/10 Hunting: 4/10 Intelligence: 9/10 Quick-thinking: 6/10 Significant battle move: Choking the opponent until they faint. 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 31/03/16 @ 21:15:52 by Rin (#2458) |
Cervicorn [MAIN] (#33076)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 08:42:24 |
Thanks! Haha, yeah. It may take some getting used to. :P I'm also going to apologize because my bios might not be up until either tomorrow night or sometime Monday at the latest. I'm just really run down this weekend and I wanted to re-do them to be a little more detailed/better organized than before. I hope that won't be too much of a hold up. I plan on returning with Shadestorm (ShadowClan deputy), Boulderstrike (ShadowClan warrior), Vultureflight (ThunderClan warrior) and a new character, Nightmask (also a ThunderClan warrior and Vultureflight's mother). If it's not too much to ask, I'm also kinda hoping Vultureflight can still be Talonpaw's mentor. I really liked those two. :') 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 12/03/16 @ 15:43:35 by Potato Lord (#33076) |
Amber (#84237)
Notable Lion View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 08:45:16 |
Name: Nightthorn Age: 34 moons Gender: Female Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Rank: Warrior Clan: Shadowclan Appearance: [ IMAGE REMOVED BY MODERATOR ] Nightthorn is a big, fluffy cat with a long tail (think Maine Coon-ish), she has some chestnut fur around her neck, though most of her pelt is black. She also has light green eyes that changes in the light, shifting into light blue when it's light enough. Her long tail helps her balance. Personality: Nightthorn is a very sarcastic cat, she always tries to snark everyone, but only being truly rude to cats she hates, she is sweet and gentle till you make her angry, then she holds a grudge for a LONG time. She also tries to play her emotions off like a joke. She seems irresponsible and blunt, but she becomes sophisticated once you get to know her. However, she has a hard time talking to people, always doubting herself though you certainly wouldn't know that from how she acts. She is rather persuasive if she wants to be. She's always trying to hide her real self, and one of her biggest mantras are: 'don't get attached' because she's scared when she lets down her walls, the cats she trusts most will hurt her. She also thinks really strategically, so she'll throw her life away easily because 'I'm only a warrior, I can be replaced.' that's the reason she fights with recklessly, not caring if she gets hurt or dies. History: Nightthorn grew up healthy, but she was mocked for not being social, and that's when she first developed her wall, sealing her real emotions away. She still has them as an adult. Kin: Mother (deceased- old age) Father (deceased- old age) Mentor/apprentice: No apprentice for now. Mate/crush: None Sexual orientation: Pansexual Theme song: Memories by Panic! at the Disco (or Hurricane by Panic!) Other: Jayfeather Stats: Speed: 6/10 Attack: 8/10 Agility: 7/10 Defense: 2/10 Strength: 8/10 Hunting: 8/10 Intelligence: 9/10 Quick-thinking: 8/10 Significant battle move: Pouncing onto her opponent and using her sheer weight to get them down, after that, she'll tear away at you, uncaring about the fact that she's getting hurt. 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 13/03/16 @ 21:29:14 by 🌸 Flareon 🌸 (#17896) |
ɴᴏʀᴛʜᴇʀɴ (#74490)
View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 11:50:44 |
Will be editing this later when I reach a computer. I'm keeping my original cast. A warrior in ThunderClan (Wolftalon), one in ShadowClan (Leafstorm) and ShadowClan Medicine Cat (Bluebird). 0 players like this post! Like? |
☆ Patha [HIATUS] (#80245)
Deathlord of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 12:47:04 |
Name: Genesis | Fallenpaw | Fallenshadow Age: 13 moons Gender: She-cat Alignment: No one really knows... (Netural) Rank: Apprentice Clan: ThunderClan Appearance: [ IMAGE REMOVED BY MODERATOR ] Fallenpaw is a sleek midnight-black she-cat with sparkling blue-green eyes. She is quite fluffy, and puffs up her fur when she feels threatened or scared. She also has a short scar through her right eye (she can still see perfectly fine, thanks to the medicine cat) from when she fought a kittypet. Personality: Fallenpaw is a romantic and mysterious cat. To some cats she will be a sweet and kind cat, but to others (especially toms) she will be a living hell. She would gladly die for a single cat she is fond of, be it the tiniest kit or the oldest elder. Fallenpaw also loves kits, and hopes to find the perfect tom one day so she can have kits of her own. History: Fallenpaw was born to a rouge mother and a kittypet father. When her father, Randy, found out her mother, Coral, was pregnant, he walked out and was never seen again. Then poor sweet Coral was left to feed and protect her five kits. Yay. For a long time, the family of six lived in secret, hiding from other animals to avoid being killed. Their home was a hollowed out log, and the kits stayed there without going outside due to their mother's strict instructions before she went out hunting in the cool leaf-fall breeze. Then leaf-bare hit. Fallenpaw's youngest littermate, Honey, died from starvation and cold. Another littermate, Storm, died of greencough after Coral cought it. The rest of the kits had to live in a different log to avoid getting sick as well. Fallenpaw, being the oldest (by about five seconds), took lead and hunted for both her mother and her two remaining littermates, Frost and Tabby. This grew her responsibility and confidence until Tabby decided to go live with Twolegs. Then Frost just disappeared, leaving Fallenpaw alone with Coral. Soon Fallenpaw was ready to go on her own, leaving Coral behind with her new litter of kits (Randy again... :/ ). Fallenpaw continued to wander until she stumbled across ThunderClan territory... Kin: Randy | Father | Alive Coral | Mother | Alive Honey | Sister | Dead Storm | Brother | Dead Frost | Brother | Alive Tabby | Sister | Alive Mentor/apprentice: Assign me a mentor please :) Mate/crush: Unknown Sexual orientation: Straight Theme song: Blank Space - Taylor Swift I Knew You Were Trouble - Taylor Swift Angels Take Us Demons Save Us - The Relapse Symphony Other: Fallenpaw's name was Genesis before she joined ThunderClan RAVENPAWWWWWWWWWWWW <3 Stats: Speed: 9/10 Attack: 6/10 Agility: 8.5/10 Defence: 9.5/10 Strength: 7.5/10 Hunting: 10/10 Intelligence: 9/10 Quick-thinking: 8/10 Significant battle move: Darting between the paws of a large opponent and raking her claws on their belly 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 13/03/16 @ 21:28:59 by 🌸 Flareon 🌸 (#17896) |
Cervicorn [MAIN] (#33076)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 14:09:16 |
Got around to these tonight after all. :D 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 09/04/16 @ 23:19:34 by Saber (#33076) |
Teaminka (#73506)
Remarkable View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 14:27:49 |
Name: Doveblossom Age: 23 moons Gender: She-cat Rank: Warrior Alignment: Neutral Good Clan: Thunderclan Appearance: A white cat with light grey socks, ears, around her eyes, and tail. Her tail with lighter stripes, but a darker shade on top, with black and white spots on it. As has several scars on her face and neck from a recent dog attack, and also has scars on her back and shoulder from the same attack, and a small scar from a battle as an apprentice on her back left leg. Personality: She's a very friendly and playful cat, who likes to makes friends, but she knows when to jump into defense. She just likes to be quirky and goofy with her friends, and will talk with any cat near. She won't admit it, but she is subconscious of her scars. Moderator removed image due to lack of source. History: Born and raised in Thunderclan to a white with black speckles cat, and a grey brindle tom. She grew up in the clan protected, and with out knowing the harshness in the world. Soon after her and Ravenfeather sat vigil they went out hunting, and ran into a dog. Doveblossom got the worst of it, as she had been picked up by the dog, and shook, leaving scars on the back of her neck, and later had her by her back in it's mouth again, and left scars there as well. Ravenfeather came to her aid, luckily, or she would've been gone. Kin: Mother: Cloudfeather (White with scarce black speckling with blue eyes)- Deceased-Old age Father: Shadetalon (Multi color grey brindle tom with blue eyes) Brother: Mothkit- (Dark gray brindle with black speckles and blue eyes)- Deceased-ate deathberry Brother: Boulderpaw- (Dark gray with black and white speckles and blue eyes)- Deceased-drowned Mentor/apprentice: Oaktalon (Medium brown with dark brown stripping and golden eyes) Mate/crush: None (cause the subconscious with the scars) Sexual orientation: Bi-curious Other: Ravenpaw, Greystripe Themesong: Don't let me get me- Pink Some Nights- Fun ∆ Stats: Speed: 9/10 Attack: 9/10 Agility: 8.5/10 Defence: 8.5/10 Strength: 8/10 Hunting: 8/10 Intelligence: 8/10 Quick-thinking: 8.5/10 Significant battle move: She doesn't have one Name: Ravenfeather Age: 23 moons Gender: She-cat Rank: Warrior Alignment: Neutral Evil Clan: Thunderclan Appearance: Slender, long limbed witg two tone gray fur with black stripping covering her body. She has scars from the same fight as Doveblossom. She has several scars from it as well, but she doesn't mind. Personality: She can feed off of Doveblossom, and be wacky and fun, but as her own self she is a brave, courageous cat (How many would willing fight the dog that's killing their best friend?), with a lot of nerve, and she is very resourceful not wanting to let the use of something or someone go un-ensued, she is very cunning, usually what got her out of trouble was being able to manipulate words and misconceive others for her own personal gain. as she is very ambitious and persevering. She has a moderate tolerance for others, but has a sharp tongue, an many will feel the sting. When in battle she will do almost anything to get the win. And she takes pride in her scares, unlike Doveblossom. History: She was also born into Thunderclan, the same day as Doveblossom even. She was in a small litter of her and her brother, and she lived the protected life similar to Doveblossom. Kin: Mother: Brindleheart (Black and brown speckled cat with green eyes)- Deceased- old age Father: Feathertail (Black tabby cat with blue eyes)- Deceased- dog Brother: Snailpaw (Dark brown with black speckles and blue eyes)- Deceased -drowned with Boulderpaw Mentor/apprentice: Talonheart (Pure brown tom with green eyes)- deceased Mate/crush: She finds Hawkstorm pretty alluring. Sexual orientation: Bicurious Other: Greystripe, Sandstorm, Firestar, Tigerstar Theme Song: We are Young -Fun Stand up - All That Remains ∆ Stats: Speed: 9.5/10 Attack: 9/10 Agility: 8.5/10 Defence: 8.5/10 Strength: 8/10 Hunting: 9/10 Intelligence: 8/10 Quick-thinking: 8/10 Significant battle move: She uses her long limbs to her advantage 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 28/06/16 @ 21:44:50 by Katze (#20064) |
Teaminka (#73506)
Remarkable View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 14:37:56 |
(Yeah that's fine Potato Lord! :) I have to laugh cause you put Safe and Sound as Shadestorm's theme song, and I wanted to put Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift under Shadowrunner XD) 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 12/03/16 @ 22:07:25 by Teaminka (#73506) |
Sheba; Sáracen (#52208) King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-12 18:53:13 |