Posts by choco

[justify]Seamist looked over at Wind. The she cat seemed pregnant too and Seamist tried to swallow the lump that had settled in her throat. It hurt. And most of all, she missed Hawkstorm. Oh Star Clan, where had that come from. She was not upposed to miss him. It was all apart of the way that they worked. It was a strange one sided relationship. Seamist was not supposed to expirience any fealings for the tom. "When are you do?" she mewed to Wind.[/justify]

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_{Great things come in small packages.}

[justify]Choco sat by the fresh kill pile in the middle of the camp. The last few days she had seen little of Puddle and the she cat was getting a little lonely. She only camp to that forskaken place for his sake. He could try to spend a little more time with her. It wasn't as though Choco though of Puddle in a romantic way. More of a little brother, and even the baddest sometimes got a little lonely.

She had not contributed any fresh kill to the clan as of yet, but decided to get her share. Choco pulled the fattest mouse she could find from the pile. It was very cold and sported a wound to it's neck, but the feline still burried her maw in it's flesh and started to eat, her ears and eyes alert for the tom she had come with.
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More Notes : Do you want them to get mixed up in Skull clan? I think I can work out sort of the same plot that I have going on for my River Clanner's. Or the Elite. Choco could go off and Puddle could follow her into trouble and then try to save her, though I don't think I'll be able to work it out so that they ever get free again..

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[justify]Choco looked up a grin on her face, "Hey Puddle!" she mewed. She had wondered where he had gotten off to. Obviously working for the useless hides of the other cats. Her fur had gotten extremely heavy and believe it or not, she was sweating under it. Her pelt was thicker than in the past years, and in order to stay cool, the she cat had to roll in, and sometimes sleep in, the snow. It was nice though, knowing you had nothing to worry about, "Where have you been?" true delight lit up Choco's features as she asked him.[/justify]

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_{From the past and into the future.}

[justify]Choco glanced at the bodies that Puddle had brought. "I don't do that," she mewed, "These self centered kitties don't deserve that I work for them." Though the food she had taken did sit heavy in her stomach, Choco decided that if it was out there for anyone to take, then too bad for them. She had killed in order to get enough food, and now that she had known nothing, she did not want to let go of plenty.[/justify]

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_{From the past and into the future.}

Thank you :)

[justify]Choco glared at Puddle but it was hard to do. He was so cute! "Hey. When I came to this god d**n place I did not exactly sign up for wasting my time running after prey for some one pawed freak. If they want to leave their prey out for everyone to eat, that is their fault and you can do what you want!" While she was talking, her voice remained low and even. She wasn't getting mad or anything. She was talking to a small kit who didn't understand anything.[/justify]

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_{Running from the past and into the future}

[justify]Tigerdove's gaze slid over to where she had seen motion. It had appeared and then dissapeared coming from the warrior den. The blinding whiteness cause the she cat to squint as she observed the head of Boldstep as he attempted to introduce himself to the cold air of the outside. Tigerdove smiled as she watched his accomplishments. At first his paws appeared in the snow, and then a face collided with the cold air. The she cat almost started to laugh as she observed his face.

Boldstep's smoky fur reflected the sun as he padded over to where she lay. He observed the fresh kill pile as though he didn't want to eat but his face said differently. "Not very bold stepping this morning huh?" Tigerdove laughed. "Are you doing the hunting patrol this morning?" she mewed, her voice breaking the stillness of the camp site. Maybe if she could get him talking, then perhaps the tom would say what was bothering him so much. It could not be his mate, who had recently gotten a change in her status and had moved into the nursery. What was their to worry about? They would have a lovely family and no one would die. The leaf bare season would pass on and they would be happy. Warm, and happy.[/justify]

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_{Your mom.}

Character Name: Wacaway
Character Age: 20 moons
Gender: she cat
Alliance: Loner

Appearance(6 or more sentences): Wakaway is a pretty little she cat. Her fur is splotched grey and white. Small yellow green eyes sit on a small oval/triangular face. All four paws of hers are white. She is very small compared to most cats. Even smaller than my Seamist. She is what is known as a Singapura breed. Weighting only 4lb, Wakaway is often times mistaken for a kit or an apprentice, though she is full grown. She is also declawed.

Personality(6 or more sentences): Wakaway is very popular and sensitive. Despite her small size, she has a lot of friends. She has real concern for how others feal, and what they think. Wakaway doesn't like being alone. She is effective at managing large groups and usually finds the one thing that controls a being. Wakaway puts other needs over her own. She is what is known as a ENFJ personality type.

]History(6 or more sentences): Wakaway was bred in a human facility. Soon after her 15 moon aniversary, she was bought for fifteen thousand dollars by a wealthy woman who was in need of comfort. On the way out of the facility, Wakaway tumbled out of her cage. The lock had not been properly closed. The woman did not notice anything and Wakaway was left alone on the sidewalk. In the facility, the cats were named for streets, so she become the true Waka Way. (As is also in my neighborhood)

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Litters:
Number one
Dad - Scourge User
-Zaria F [me]
-Perun M User
-Rod Savage

Zaria
I am born
We go on a walk
And see my Mom
Only to run Away

Devana
I am born

Belobog
My First Victim
And they keep coming
And coming
When will they stop coming?
And coming?
And coming?
And coming
So I take a walk at night
I meet an Allie
I start an Absorber's group.
I watch Wakaway
And greet a new she cat
And two kits
I save Rosa
And meet my love.
We grow closer

[justify]Choco stared at Puddle, her expression remained calm, but on the inside, her emotions were swirling. Ok, maybe she was a little out of line, but she did not want to lose Puddle. Believe it or not, he was growing on her and it was kinda of tireing running from toms whose families you had destroyed. Perhaps she could try to make this thing work, if not for herself then maybe for him. "Ok, Ok," she mewed, "I'm sorry. It will not happen again." Bla. Bla. Bla.[/justify]

More Notes : The only thing left to do here is stalk away.. O.O

_{Into the future, running from the past}

[justify]Monster's attention was diverted from his search for food when he saw a little dark grey she cat pad out of the forest. She didn't seem to know where she was going, and her blue eyes sparkled mysteriously. Then, she said something about death and bumped into Monster while he was too busy wondering what she meant, "Don't worry about," he mewed gently.

It was in his nature to not leave any cat hurting, but it also was not like him to push someone to get answers or to get them to spill. He sat down and watched the kitty, "I'm Monster, what's your name?" Every time he said his name aloud, it hurt to see the expressions of the cats he was introducing himself too. "I'm not a monster, though."[/justify]

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_{Crazy names don't make crazy cats.}

[justify]Chione appeared from behind a snow covered bush a vole, squirrel, and sparrow in her mouth. "Heya guys!" she mewed happily unaware of what had happened durring her absence, which was nothing, "I brought some food! Dig in!" She looked at the remaining cats, a wide smile penetrating her face.[/justify]

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_{Stupid in school}

[justify]That was when Seamist saw another cat in the corner, though she did not know how a rounded cavern could have it's creases. She did not wait for Wind's answer and padded over to the she cat, "Hello.." she mewed slowely sitting down. For her temperment, Seamist was taking being captured extremely well, but she felt as though she would soon break if she did not see the sun soon.[/justify]

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_{Great thing come in small packages.}

[justify]Choco looked at Puddle. Wow. He got her. "It's like your in my head right now," she whispered, in awe. Choco had thought that Puddle did not understand what she was going through, which was actually just self pity for being unable to leave him, but it seemed to her now that he was actually in on the whole thing. The she cat now saw Puddle in a whole new light.

"What are we going to do when we leave?" she mewed a little louder, "You want to be part of something. A clan or at least a group. I can bare, as long as it doesn't go against me 'religious beliefs' for example I believe in not having to work for others that are of no relation to me. It's not working, this wierd relationship between us."[/justify]

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_{Running from the past.}

[justify]Seamist doubled over when she saw the she cat's face. "Is it ok if I call you Deception?" she whispered afraid of hurting the she cat. She was obviously a tribe cat, but why would a tribe throw one of it's own in prison? "I'm Seamist of River Clan. I was taken during the battle for Snow Clan. My may-- friend Hawkstorm was with me, too, but I don't know what happened to him." She almost called Hawkstorm her mate. Wow. Perhaps he was? Seamist realized that the only cat she wanted to see at the moment was him, and it hurt her.[/justify]

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_{Great things come in small packages}

Well, several cats from River Clan didn't return from the Snow Clan battle. Wouldn't their clan be worried? One of the cats, my Seastorm, is currently in the ToMS prison.

When we were discussing possible site wide plot ideas, an idea came up that a psuedoclan attack/take over a maine clan

for example Skull Clan attacks River Clan and then the females of the clan rise up becuase of the descrimination or something like that.

Anyways, wouldn't a clan react when several cats go missing?