Posts by Nightfish

Heronstar awoke in her den to the screeches of her clanmates. The clan territory was close to the mountains where the tribe of rushing water lived, and wolves often roamed beyond the camp. But I never thought we'd be attacked like this! Heronstar paniked as the smell of fear and wolves overwhelmed her. She lifted her head to find a grey, hairy, snarling wolf staring at her in the face!

"I...I don't know what happened...." Chillpaw coughed.

OOC: Does chillpaw have a mentor?

Heronstar stared at the bird at her paws. "It's your catch, Iceheart, and you should be proud of it. Take it as your own catch. You deserve it. We all work hard to catch prey in leaf-bare, and in the eyes of the warriors, a good catch means a good warrior." She picked up the bird and handed it to Iceheart.

Hollykit~ please call me sky wrote:

Gender: she-kit
Name: hollykit

New cat or existing one?: new

If existing, where did you come from?:

What is your rank(other than deputy or leader): kit

Did you bring kits?: no

A brief personallity description: hollykit is hyper, fearless, short-tempered, always looking for trouble and does not like to obey orders

A brief Backround description(Every cat has to come from somewhere!): i was born in this clan

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Accepted!

Bushelthrush tried to shake away the horrible buzzing, but the only new noise was her irritated clanmates for hitting them with her ears and whiskers. "Sorry..." She mewed, "It's just...that unbearable buzzing! I feel like I'm going insane!" If this sound keeps up, I will go insane...Ughhhhhh! Inwardly, Bushelthrush felt like bursting into tears. She had only been made a warrior a quarter moon ago, and she was almost still an apprentice. I don't know how much longer I can stand this! She cried to herself.

OOC: can I make a kit? Bushelthrush will mother her.

Name: Creamkit (Creambelly when warrior)
Gender: Female
Age:1/2 moon
Rank:Kit
Personality: Exitable, but when there is nothing to do, bores easily. As a kit, she wants to explore outside the camp, and she has sworn to do so soon. As anything else, she is loyal to the warrior code but will break it if the need arises.
Looks: Orange longhaired tabby with a cream-colored belly
Crush/mate: None, but looking when warrior
Kin: Unknown, Bushelthrush adopted mother
History: Found on a border patrol
Other: Hey solarstar, I have a clan in my sig that I made. I was wondering if you wanted your territory to be neighboring ours! We would be neighbors with the warrior code to bond us together. i've been looking for neighbors so....Yeah.

Heronstar hears Bubble of the Trembling water's cries, and slips through the flames, practically burning her pelt. She grabbed the kit(?) by the scruff and turned to find the opening she had come through had closed! She wrapped herself around the kit. Even if my pelt burnes off, and I die, my body will protect the kit. A new life will be saved. Starclan will thank me for that. She closed her eyes, calm as the flames choked the air out of her, the fire drawing nearer and nearer....

...Oh. Then who's the leader? XD

Bushelthrush scooped creamkit up with her tail. "Shhh, don't worry little one. Mommy will protect you. everything will be all right. She had to keep her voice from cracking and shuddering as she spoke. great Starclan, help us.

Creamkit mewled as her adoptive mother scooped her up with her tail. "H-helpp! I can't stand it! the buzzinggggggg!" Creamkit burst into tears.

Bushelthrush heard creamkit's cry. And to think that whatever that buzzing is, someTHING is making it. What could it be?

Something stumbled in to the camp. It was a black kit with silver spots and a silver patch on her muzzle. Her bones jutted sharply against her pelt. She was dragging another she-kit, blue-gray with a yellow patch on her muzzle. Suddendly, the first kit carrying her unconcious sister collapsed with a cry of hunger, thirst, and pain all at once. Now two unconcious kits lay on the cold, hard campground. Their life ebbed away with every second nocat notices these poor, helpless kits.

Name- Nightkit/Daykit
Gender-Female (SISTERS)
Rank-Kits
Age- 1/2 moon, needs food/milk
Looks-Black with silver spots and a silver muzzle/Blue-gray with a golden muzzle
Personality-Adventurous and loyal, though as kits they are not tooo loyal and will try to get out of camp. Swift and resistaint to cold. Nightkit is bolder while Daykit is shier, but not afraid of helping her clanmates
Crush/Mate- waddaya think? NO. kits don't need mates. Meow. so there you have it.

Bushelthrush stuffed her tail in her mouth to keep from screaming in suprise. she tightened her paws on creamkit, who screeched in pain. She relaxed her paws to give her kit some breathing room. They're eating everything!

"Gah!" Creamkit cried. "You squeezed the life out of-" She stopped when she saw the terrible rein of bugs eating everything she knew in life. "The fresh-kill!" She screeched. the pile was diminished to five mice and a half-eaten thrush. She dashed out of her mother's paws, running to save Perpetualclan's food stock. She heard her mother call her back frantically, but she didn't look back. her mind was set on the welfare of the clan. she squished the locusts that didn't dart out of her way until she reached the fresh-kill pile. she picked up the five mice by their tails and raced back to the den, tripping now and then. The clan needs this food. I might not make it back, but I must save the food! Creamkit pushed through the swarm of locusts nipping her legs....

Nightkit looked up weakly at the unknown warrior. "H-helpppp..." She whispered, baradly audible. "Am I in starclan? Wh-y am i still so weak? Starclan is a happy place...."

Nightfish wrote:

Heronstar hears Bubble of the Trembling water's cries, and slips through the flames, practically burning her pelt. She grabbed the kit(?) by the scruff and turned to find the opening she had come through had closed! She wrapped herself around the kit. Even if my pelt burnes off, and I die, my body will protect the kit. A new life will be saved. Starclan will thank me for that. She closed her eyes, calm as the flames choked the air out of her, the fire drawing nearer and nearer....

Heronstar breathed in as the flames lapped her pelt. The kit is too important, she thought. She might become leader one day, as one of the three kits would have when the code to save all kits no matter what came to be. She had memorized all those stories in her mind. They all seemed to revolve around the four clans Thunderclan, Riverclan, Shadowclan, and Windclan. But the clans have grown scince that time. There are more, now. Dewdropclan, iceclan, prepetualclan... she named the new clans in her mind. then she thought of her own clan, oceanclan. She was the proud leader. But this fire will burn all her nine lives at once, probably.she tucked her head under her paws so she didn't have to see the fate that would surely befall her....

OOC: NOT trying to advertise, but just to tell you that this clan is real, the link is in my siggie. PLEASE don't report me to staff

-- ѕωιfту (( is gone )) wrote:

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Cat's name: Monsterclaw

Gender: Male

Mate?: None

New cat or existing one?: Existing

If existing, where did you come from?: Monsterclaw was banished from a clan called MurkyClan after his attempts to kill the leader at the rank of deputy. But he keeps his past a secret.

What is your rank(other than deputy or leader): Warrior.

Did you bring kits?: None

A brief personallity description: Monsterclaw is a brave, stubborn, antisocial tom.

A brief Backround description(Every cat has to come from somewhere!): (( Kinda Explained It In " Where he came. "

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Hmmmm...I don't want any sabatoge...Accepted anyways!

Heronstar heard the rustling of prey as well. She crept into the ferns to find a non-poisonous milksnake launching out and biting her nose! She wacked it off and gave it a killing bite. Blood welled up where the bite was. "I doubt the clan will appreciate this prey!'' Heronstar shrugged. "well, we have all we can carry, so let's head back." She padded through the camp enterence and dropped the snake on the fresh-kill pile.

COPY FROM HUNTING PATROL

Heronstar heard the rustling of prey as well. She crept into the ferns to find a non-poisonous milksnake launching out and biting her nose! She wacked it off and gave it a killing bite. Blood welled up where the bite was. "I doubt the clan will appreciate this prey!'' Heronstar shrugged. "well, we have all we can carry, so let's head back." She padded through the camp enterence and dropped the snake on the fresh-kill pile.

Chillpaw shuddered and stood up slowly. "I...I don't know...I'll go see the medicine cat." She padded, limping slightly, to the den.

Bushelthrush Slid out, carrying her brave daughter creamkit's five mice. "This is all the prey that's left," She mewed. "Creamkit went through the storm to save them." She half purred, half growled at the astonished creamkit. She placed the mice where the fresh-kill pile was.

Creamkit purred loudly for sving the freshkill. "I did it! I did it!" She squealed while jumping in a circle.

Nightkit purred, enjoying the warm tounge. She snuggled closer to galexybend, wondering if this was her mommy.

Daykit Woke, her eyes blurry. The first thing she noticed was somecat licking her. she looked up to see Froststar. She smelled her, then suddendly pulled away. "Where's nightkit? Where am I? You don't smell like anycat I know!!!!" She raced in a circle, trying to locate Nightkit with her still-sleepy-not-working-correctly nose.

Nightfish wrote:

Heronstar breathed in as the flames lapped her pelt. The kit is too important, she thought. She might become leader one day, as one of the three kits would have when the code to save all kits no matter what came to be. She had memorized all those stories in her mind. They all seemed to revolve around the four clans Thunderclan, Riverclan, Shadowclan, and Windclan. But the clans have grown scince that time. There are more, now. Dewdropclan, iceclan, prepetualclan... she named the new clans in her mind. then she thought of her own clan, oceanclan. She was the proud leader. But this fire will burn all her nine lives at once, probably.she tucked her head under her paws so she didn't have to see the fate that would surely befall her....

OOC: NOT trying to advertise, but just to tell you that this clan is real, the link is in my siggie. PLEASE don't report me to staff

OOC: My cat can't die. XD help plz?

Making another cat!

Cat's name: Creampaw

Gender: female

Mate?: none

New cat or existing one?: new

If existing, where did you come from?:

What is your rank(other than deputy or leader): apprentice

Did you bring kits?:noooo

A brief personallity description: Loyal to the warrior code, energetic

A brief Backround description(Every cat has to come from somewhere!): Born in the clan

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=889424.0 Let all cats old enough to catch their own fish come join here beneath the Highrock for a clan meeting!