( can my character die? so I can make a new one? cause Cometfire is boring me....)
ooc: Hmmmmmm...... How? Badgers? Nah. Foxes? Nah. Bears? Nah. WOLVES?!?! Now that would be dramatic!
( can my character die? so I can make a new one? cause Cometfire is boring me....)
ooc: Hmmmmmm...... How? Badgers? Nah. Foxes? Nah. Bears? Nah. WOLVES?!?! Now that would be dramatic!
occ: Yeah Wolves!
occ: What will the kit's descriptions and names be? How many will there be? How obvious is it that Shinestar is having kits?
ooc: AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! SO MANY QUESTIONZ!
1. Wait and see.
2. 4?
3. Nobody knows yet soon I will announce it to the clan.
ooc: Hmmmmmm...... How? Badgers? Nah. Foxes? Nah. Bears? Nah. WOLVES?!?! Now that would be dramatic!
Who wants to RP the wolf?
occ: k. k. k.
ME!!!!!
ooc: Ok!
ic: Shinespirit rubbed her head under Foxtail's jaw, purring.
occ: Aren't you the one dying then making the new cat? If you decide you don't want to I will!
Eyes, as cold as ice, glared upon it's prey. It's snow white pelt, stained with blood, shimmered in the sun light. She picked one that was seperate from the others, a red and black cat....easy prey...
Foxtail looked at Cometfire. "Do you want to go hunting?" He asked her.
Shinespirit smiled at Foxtail. Unaware of the great danger in the forest...
"Sure.." she mewed, pading over.
The wolf, it's eyes solid on one animal, watching it intently, crouching low and steady, ready for the blood shed...
She watched them leave. Something doesn't feel right... Something is... Wrong... She thought
ooc: A woman's intuition ;)
Cometfire stopped, feeling the ground vibrate with heavy paws before....
She had the animal in her jaws, tearing it's head off in jagged jerks, feeling the blood ooze down her throat. She swallowed the small morsel, ungry for more she bellowed, heading for the camp...
Shinestar padded into the nursery to meet the new kits.
Jaykit pounced on Shinestar's tail.
Hollymist chuckled as Ribbonkit, Shadekit, and Arrowkit ran to meet Shinestar.
The wolf crashed into the camp, letting out a how of the hunt
Hollymist's eyes widened in terror, gathering all her kits a hiding them in a crevice in the nursery den.
It howled in triumph as it snappewd down on cats, tearing them apart...this was like a barrel of fish!
Hollymist stood guard, ready to defend her kits.
OOC: -_- We need the other people's -_-