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[tide]

Nice Jink
I'll add you Sunset. Which Clan is she?

[mystickit]

Thanks Was it to short? Or is the length good, I can add more to it if it's too short.

[tide]

Its not as much the length I'm worried about in these RPs, but the detail

[mystickit]

Okay then I'll just leave my little roleplayin' on its way

[untilthis.echo]

Might as well give this a shot.

Your Name: Echo

Name of Cat: Shadowpaw

Position: Apprentice

Short-Description: A gangly lomg-limbed tom with smoky fur and wide yellow eyes.

RPG Sample: If there was anything he hated, it was the rough ground beneath his paws, tearing the soft padding underneath the delicate appendages as he raced along its acrid-scented path. His breath was quick, ragged and desperate as he ran. His yellow eyes roamed back, his neck craning as he looked to see if anything was following him. Nothing was, but there was still something driving him on, pushing and pushing at him to run.

Was this fear?

Adrenaline pumped ice hot in his blood, coursing through his body as his muscles screaming for rest. The sharp emotion that made his paws tingle with the urge to flee and his fur to rise would not let him though. It only drove him faster, pushing aside logic and thought from his mind, as if wanting to strive him to run to the edge of the world. He would have done so, had it been for his aching limbs screaming for him to cease.

He did so.

With heavy pants, the tom stopped his race and stood trembling on the acrid path. Perspiration dotted his skin beneath his fur, trickling down uncomfortably. Shutting his yellow eyes briefly, the tom shook as gray thunderclouds roared and rolled in the bleak sky above. Only for a few minutes, he told himself, would he rest. He only needed a few minutes.

He couldn't afford anything more.

A bellowing sound made his head shot up, icy fear slapping him in the face. He crouched frightfully against the stony path as the beast lunged at him, white lights blaring and harsh. As it neared him, he tried to scream for help, but no sound escaped his throat. The monster only loomed closer. Perhaps a few minutes was too much to ask for on this harsh path.

The harsh Thunderpath.

[sunsetfur]

tide said:

I'll add you Sunset. Which Clan is she?

Thanks!

Ebony is a rogue. Always was.
Her parents abandoned BloodClan when her mother became pregnant (Ebony dosen't know that they were of BloodClan...yet)

[siberiantiger]

Your Name: Spotty

Name of Cat: Batwing

Position: Infiltrator

Short-Description: Batwing is an all black she-cat. Her fur is short and sleek. She has a long curvy tail. She has long, sharp claws, and sharp, yellow teeth. Batwing has dark amber eyes which seem to grow darker when she is being cruel.

RPG Sample: Batwing started as she heard something behind her. She spun her head around. Her amber eyes peirced the forest. But she could see no one. She opened her mouth to drink in the scents around her. There was definately someone watching her. no she thought coldly, No one will watch me. I watch them. She flexed her claws out and padded confidently into the undergrowth. Her tail twitched as she crept over the tree roots and around bushes. She came out by the lake. She padded up to the water, watching it lap at her paws. Hungrily almost. She narrowed her eyes and slashed her claws at the water. Who was watching her?

Oh well. she thought. What should she care that some RiverClan cat - a cat of less value than her- should watch her. She was the cat who did the watching. She shook her head and padded back into the trees. She heard cats up ahead. Her ears pricked and she fallowed the sound. The sound grew closer and closer. She could make out a few words here and there.

She flexed her claws. She settled down under a bush to listen to what they were saying. They would not know she was there. Batwing could hear her heart pounding. She listened to it instead. But only for a moment. She listened to her black heart. She was betraying them all. What do I care? she thought. She smiled at her own cruelty. She flicked her tail, and listened once more to the RiverClan cats infront of her.

(clan: RiverClan)

[pixie daaarling =3]

Your Name: Pixie
Name of Cat: Frozenpaw
Position: Appprentice of ShadowClan
Short-Description: A small white tom with piercing blue eyes.
RPG Sample:

Frozenpaw stepped out towards a small bare bush. Behind the bush there was a large, plump rabbit. That rabbit could feed half of ShadowClan! The Clan was slowly growing more desperet for food. The harsh leaf-bare drove the prey closer and closer to the two-leggeds warm boxes. The two-legged boxes were far to dangerous to come to close to. Already, two cats had been captured. They had still not yet returned. Frozenpaw crouched down, he blended so well in the snow he wondered why he bothered hide behind a bush. Slowly and quietly he snuck closer to the rabbit. In the distant Frozenpaw heard barking. He ignored it and was getting ready to pounce. All of a sudden there was a harsh noise that was almost unbearable to Frozenpaw's ears. The rabbit he had been hunting had dropped dead.
"Wha-" Frozenpaw was cut off by loud barking. Two-legged! Frozenpaw ran as fast as he could back to the camp. The sound started again. But this time over and over. Very close to Frozenpaw. What's going on? he asked himeself. He finally reached ShadowClan. Relief flodded him, but lasted mearly seconds. I'm leading the two-legged and the dog right to ShadowClan! Turning on his paws, he swiftly changed directions. Forzenpaw decided to go near the ThunderPath. It will disguise my scent.

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Reaching the ThunderPath Frozenpaw gasped for air. He didn't know how long he had been running. He just hoped ShadowClan was still okay. Frozenpaw heard the barking of the two-legged's dog and almost felt comfort in it. At least they didn't get into the camp. Walking along the ThunderPath, Frozenpaw sniffed the horrible monster filled path. Frozenpaw tried to relieve himself of stress by humming. But it failed miserably. Is it safe enough to go back to camp yet? He decided it was and slowly strayed away from the ThunderPath.
"So far, so good." Frozenpaw mewed aloud to no one. Gradually he smelt the familiar scent of ShadowClan again. He had failed to bring back prey but he had one heck of a story.

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Frozenpaw slowly stepped back into camp. He looked up at a passing cat.
"Where's Asterstar?" Frozenpaw asked quietly. The other cat merely shrugged. After looking for a while, he found his leader and ran over to him. Hoping that he would believe his odd story.
"Asterstar...I have a long story. Please believe me! Here I go. I was hunting and Iwas getting ready to pounce on the biggest rabbit i've ever seen, but there was a very loud noise and the rabbit dropped dead. I started to run and a two-legged with it's dog was chasing me. So I ran to the ThunderPath. That way ShadowClan would be safe. But now I have returned. I have brought no prey but I am scared of what the sound was. Also how that rabbit dropped dead.. What are the two-leggeds going to do to us?"

I hope that's good enough.

[[ so so suicide ] x-moo//]

Your Name: Terror/Twi/Moonie
Name of Cat: Terrorshriek
Position: Killer
Short-Description: light brown she-cat with dark brown legs, muzzle, ears, and tail, maroon red eyes
RPG Sample:Maroon colored eyes scanned the forest, and narrowed into slits. Two dark brown paws stepped out of the darkness. Night was setting in, the she-cat growled in delight, she loved this time of day.

She crept steathly, not making any sound as she made her way to her Clan's Cave, the meeting place, she needed to gather as many rogues as possible, the killing instinct inside her was growing greatly, and she had the desire to kill.

The feeling overwhelmed her and filled her blood, the pain of thinking of Reme' brough savage rage searging through her, she needed to kill, to get rid of this anger and pain... again.

Her parents were dead, brutely murdered by a savage rouge with the name of Heartless. She later slaughtered this rogue. She then fell in love with Jugo, another rogue, but later, when she was giving birth with his kits, she saw him escape to another she-cat, she then killed him too.

Reme' had killed her best friend, Maya, but she stilled loved him, but was too shy to tell him.

Terrorshriek hissed with rage, a horrible screeching sound filled the dark forest, echoing to the heavens.

She had finally made it to the entrance, and purred with joy, she crept inside, and waited for the rest of her Clan to arrive.

[is that good enough, I'm sorry but I had to post it in a hurry... if it isn't, I'll redo it and add more details... ]

[tide]

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[Jadepaw]

Can i be one of the apprentices if i join the fourm?

[Jadepaw]

This is one of my best posts.

A pure black she-cat walked slowly along.Her yellow eyes seemed to glow.The night was black,just like her the only thing you could see of her is her eyes."Food."She mumbled tasting the air.With a swift paw movement,a squeak,abruptly cut off her dinner came."Finally."SHe ate the mouse with quick bites leaving nothing behind.Her slinked though the brush searching each one for a good shelter.Soon a good one came up, it was all reddish."Poison ivy.Perfect."She grinned.Her settled her self under the bush of poison ivy and sat ready for anything.Her yellow eyes burned the thick air making it look hollow."Yes. This is good."She left the bush and went to look for moss.Later the she-cat came back,her jaws full of moss.She laid it under the bush in the form of a bed.And then she sat,waiting.For something. To come.

[sorrelpaw]

Your Name: Sorrelpaw
Name of Cat: Jaypaw
Position: Apprentice [plotteh one]
Short-Description: Small, pretty brown tabby she-cat with a white chest and white gloves and deep sapphire eyes.
RPG Sample:

[your promises]

Deep azure pools of emotion glanced upon the great expanse above; the sky Ternfeather had known since the very day the same sapphire eyes opened. The same old stars watched over her, the same clouds drifting by every time the need clutched at them. The same old dull blue, or deep black, or soft navy or pink or amber, spread like a pastel rainbow of shades across the sky. At this present time, the clouds raced like long, winding ribbons across the heavens, stretching the soft points of their woollen fingers as high as StarClan. A sigh escaped the lips of the watching she-cat. But even the clouds had secrets. The soaking cascade of raindrops they hid and nurtured like a queen and her kit. Ternfeather dropped her cerulean gaze back to her dappled grey paws, carefully examining how her legs tapered down into the small feet and the feet into the neatly arched toes. Unconsciously her claws unsheathed, sinking into the soft earth as easily as they might into the thick fur of a rabbit. Ternfeather allowed her neck a quick couple of turns to take in her surroundings. She still resided in the same old camp, but somehow Darkstar’s departure made everything seem different.

[they look like lies]

Of course, this was not the end of the story. Far from it, reflected Ternfeather as her heart-shaped face turned up towards the skies once again. To name another clouded part of the tale, no cat knew which of them would be chosen as the next OceanClan deputy. The she-cat stretched out her slender forelegs, flexing her muscles and scratching at the dirt with her claws. Would it be Deepstep, Ternfeather wondered. An experienced warrior, with an able mind and body. The dappled warrior thought about his for a few moments, before moving onto the next cat she considered a ‘candidate’. Shymask..? She too seemed a likely warrior to be chosen. She was strong and clever. Ternfeather smiled, wondered what StarClan held in store for her. Would she find a mate? Would she live alone and die young? Love young and live long? Ternfeather shook her muzzle, shutting her eyes. Her destiny was in StarClan’s paws. No amount of guessing or thinking or hoping or wishing could change that.

[your honesty’s like a back that hides a knife]

The she-cat peered balefully down at her cinder-grey paws, blinking those deep pools of azure a few times to aid her flight back to reality. She had shaken away all her thoughts from before, that StarClan were a mere myth. Of course their warrior ancestors watched over them. They helped them in every chapter of their life. If a paw were to slip or a promise to falter, StarClan would help in any way possible. Ternfeather felt herself looking up at the clouds again, this an unconscious decision. Were her parents up there, watching, waiting listening? Were they there to help her if she were to falter or fail? What would be the next chapter of her life, Ternfeather wondered once again. She yearned for a life that was worth something, a life other creatures could benefit from. A life her parents would have been proud of, a life her dear ones would have smiled upon had they still walked this earth. However long she had to wait, she would do it. She would wait.

[I promise you]

[jade]

Your Name: Jade

Name of Cat: Jadepaw

Position: apprentice

Short-Description: Jadepaw is an all Black she-cat with short length fur and jade green eyes.Her feet and tial are very small

RPG Sample:


A pure black she-cat walked slowly along.Her yellow eyes seemed to glow.The night was black,just like her the only thing you could see of her is her eyes."Food."She mumbled tasting the air.With a swift paw movement,a squeak,abruptly cut off her dinner came."Finally."SHe ate the mouse with quick bites leaving nothing behind.Her slinked though the brush searching each one for a good shelter.Soon a good one came up, it was all reddish."Poison ivy.Perfect."She grinned.Her settled her self under the bush of poison ivy and sat ready for anything.Her yellow eyes burned the thick air making it look hollow."Yes. This is good."She left the bush and went to look for moss.Later the she-cat came back,her jaws full of moss.She laid it under the bush in the form of a bed.And then she sat,waiting.For something. To come.