Posts by WizzardStar911

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    Name: Timekit
    Gender: Tom
    Age: 1 moon
    Rank: Kit
    Mother: Gingerheart
    Appearance:

    Personality: Kind, Smart, Mysterious and a complex cat to figure out
    Power: He can stop time with his very mind and run away, plan his next attack or even kill prey, as he can move while everything's frozen.
    Crush: Undecided
    Siblings: None yet (will change)
    Other: Nope



    Name: Gingerheart
    Gender: Shecat
    Age: 20 moons
    Rank: Queen
    Mate: Dead :c
    Appearance:

    Personality: Brave, loyal, sweet, kind, forgiving and not afraid of anything
    Power: None
    Family: Timekit and....?
    Other: None



    Name: Futurestar
    Gender: Tom
    Age: 24 moons
    Rank: Leader
    Mate: Open
    Appearance:

    Personality: Brave, loyal, good leader, friendly and caring
    Power: None
    Family: None
    Other: None



    Name: Rosepaw
    Gender: Female
    Age: 10 moons
    Rank: Apprentice
    Mate: None (open)
    Appearance:

    Personality: Gentle, sweet, kind, loyal, smart and quick thinker
    Power: None
    Family: None
    Other: None

    Sweetsong blushed in slight shock at the tom. "In that garden there is some." She mewed gently at him, Peering about. She leaped onto the fence and onto the Twoleg's fake grass. She hated fake grass but ignored it. She heard a bark and gasped, starring at the twoleg dog chained to the peg in the middle of the yard.

    Timekit squiggled about by his mother, His eyes had just opened not to long ago and so had all his senses, He mewed for his mother Gingerheart as he slowly tried to stand. A daily morning routine. But really, The little brown tom just wanted to see what was all the panic about outside.


    Gingerheart licked her kit, listing to the commotion outside. Dearly she wanted to see what was the matter but abandoning her young kit for even a minute would be a unwise choice. If only she had a mate to help her. A tear ran down her face remembering her old mate. He took the name of Spidereyes. He was back with dart green eyes, and cats judged him apon his evil look. But Gingerheart only saw his kind heart. She nudged Timekit to his feet and watched him, hoping he'd take at least a step today.


    Futurestar yawned as he stood and shook his coat, licking the moss off. When he heard the yowls for help the handsome silver tom leaped outside, dashing out of his den to see what was the matter. He had a tiny bit of herb knowledge, but he knew Cobwebs wound't be enough. "We need Marigold! That'll stop it from being infected!" He mewed quickly, trying his hardest to remain calm.


    Rosepaw yawned, her amber eyes shining in the sun. She heard the panicing outside and trotted outside, her beautiful white and red fur shining beneath the sun. But her amber eyes shocked and wide as she starred at Stonepath. "What happened!" She mewed shocked by this random gash. Curiosity killed the cat. Rosepaw darted out of camp alone, after the trail of blood. (If you don't mind, can Rosepaw find whatever/whoever hurt Stonepath? If so, what did hurt him?)

    Sweetsong followed, her paws somewhat dragging against the grass. She stopped and watched Nightheart hunt for a moment before flicking her ears to the sound of a rustle. Her eyes peered in the corner of her eye as she saw a black bushy tail, The tail of a squirrel. She dropped into a crouch, her belly fur touching the soft ground. She stalked forward, her eyes fixed on her target. She lunged up and forward with a powerful, yet graceful leap, and dug her black, so called Warriors Paw into the body of the surprisingly large black squirrel. She finished it off with a bite to the neck and buried it beneath some fallen leaves. She sighed and starred into the sky. Dazing off for a moment.


    Redpaw looked at his mentor with a sigh, There were so many questions he wanted to ask the strange shecat but no cat normally talked to her. He surely didn't want to be the first. He shook his head pinning the list of questions to the very back of his head, clearing his mind. "Anyways, What are we gonna do today?" He asked, he chuckled at himself, realizing he had asked yet another question. Him and his questions...

    User-Name: WizzardStar911
    Name: Wisewhisker
    Gender: Shecat
    Age: 75 moons
    Rank: Elder
    Rank Wanted: N/A
    Element: Fire
    Element Wanted: N/A
    Mate/Crush/Kits: Nope
    Personality/History: Wisewhisker is a old, frail and gentle cat. Telling best of the best stories and informing most of the cats she can. Despite her frail and old apperance, she is actually quite fit and unlike most elders, still enjoys a good walk or flight. She admires young kits and apprentices and is a very good story teller, afterall she had gone through a lot in her life. She had witnessed many battles between Dragonclan and PheonixClan and has achieved, lost and learned much in her more personal life. She was on of the most loyal and most thoughtful members of the clan and is respected well.
    Looks:

    Other: Dragons Cove

    Sweetsong nodded and quickly ran to the Catmint, clawing them out of the ground and picking it up in her mouth. She saw the dog jump at Poppyleaf and she yowled. Jumping infront if him and being bit on her side. She yowled through the herbs in her mouth. Still gripping the Catmint tightly.

    Rosepaw ran towards the border stopping at the sight of a Poolclan patrol, "Have you no honour?!" She spat at them, trying to gain there attention. She instantly knew what happened, "Ganging up on him like that! You knew it was a unfair battle the moment it started!" She hissed, her hackles raised and her fur on end. Her amber eyes now slitted and enraged. She may be only a apprentice, but she had the wiseness and caring heart as a warrior. (Someone play the patrol?)


    Timekit stood and took a few wobbly steps before collapsing to his belly. His mother smiled and licked him proudly. "Your almost there." She purred to the little brown tom. He smiled and looked up at her.


    Gingerheart smiled and praised her kit, happy for him. But the tear in her eye told him otherwise. The red shecat stood up and peered out of the den. Checking on the problem, seeing Futurestar she knew it'd be okay.... Right?


    Futurestar ran to the medicine cat's den and grabbed a piece of marigold, ran back and applied it to him. "I'm sorry if this stings." He mewed gently, dabbing the leaf on his gash. Hoping his good warrior would be alright.