Toms Needed!

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    Coryinooa



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    Toms Needed!


    Toms needed! Coryinoa has been on her own roaming for a while now, but its time for her to find a forever friend! She'll go anywhere with her sweetheart, but prefers staying as a loner. Can you steal her heart? (Warning: She's hard to please!)


    Hints:


      [li]She loves kits.[/li]
      [li]She's neutral about water.[/li]
      [li]Her favorite kinds of prey are frog, fish, and shrews from the moor.[/li]
      [li]She loves traveling.[/li]
      [li]This is a roleplay thread. Don't fill out a form, just join in.[/li]
      [li]I pronounce Coryinoa's name like this: cor-i-no-a.
      [/li][li]Coryinoa loves wildflowers.[/li]
      [li]She loves the pelt colors lilac, cinnamon, blue, cream, and red.[/li]
      [li]She loves sunsets.[/li]


    [font=comic sans ms]Coryinoa was sprawled out on a sun-warmed rock. The sun was barely visible above the rocky mountains she had crossed five sunrises before. The tortoiseshell she-cat watched in awe as the sun set, scrambling up an oak, it's thick limbs already bare from the approaching cold weather. The stealthy she-cat climbed higher and higher until the branches could no longer support her enough. The young she-cat purred with delight when the sun finally disappeared from her vision. As she started to jump down, branch to branch, she heard a loud yowl. Frightened, she abruptly stopped in her tracks, clinging to the branch with her long claws. A branch that she had bent back suddenly struck her face. She yowled in agony.
    "Who's up there?" a tom called from the ground. She couldn't detect what group he was from.
    "Coryinoa, a loner." she called out from the branches. She felt her face with her delicate white paw. When she pulled it away, she saw it was red with blood. Suddenly the tree shook. The tom was coming up. He quickly reached the injured she-cat.


    This is where your roleplay starts. Type the appropriate information for your tom.


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    "I am (insert cat's name) of (Clan)/a (rouge/loner)



    [color=white][font=comic sans ms]Good luck . . .

    "I am Liquor,a loner" the tom meowed,he looked to her "Are you alright?" He was an odd color,might not be the ones she liked but it was interesting.He was a very light shining white/silver.He had blue lynx pants and a fluffy bob tail,though his ears,like his legs also had the thin light russian blue stripes.He was broad shouldered with a silky soft sleek pelt.One might think he is bulky from first looks but he is actually lean,long legged,strong pawed,agile,swift and strong,not just a bulky canadian lynx.

    [font=comic sans ms]Coryinooa



    Toms Needed!



    Toms needed! Coryinoa has been on her own roaming for a while now, but its time for her to find a forever friend! She'll go anywhere with her sweetheart, but prefers staying as a loner. Can you steal her heart? (Warning: She's hard to please!)


    "I-I think so . . ." she mewed, pressing her paw to her face again. She looked at the silvery lynx through her right eye, her eye that wasn't covered by her paw. She unevenly stretched out her paw in greeting to him.

    [font=comic sans ms]Coryinooa



    Toms Needed!


    Toms needed! Coryinoa has been on her own roaming for a while now, but its time for her to find a forever friend! She'll go anywhere with her sweetheart, but prefers staying as a loner. Can you steal her heart? (Warning: She's hard to please!)


    Sorry to those who started to roleplay, but I'm going to save this thread for later, and roleplay her as a kit right now. But still, this thread will still be open.