Posts by Dashtail

Traits: I am a a short furred, battle-scarred tom with deep, thoughtful eyes and a torn left ear. I cannot swim at all, but I learn very quickly from my mistakes.

History: I am being followed by a mysterious cat.

A new cat pushes through the bushes at the sound of the two cats, "hello?"

The new cat, who had been listening to their conversation, mewed, "Hi lionsplash! i saw you at last gathering, remember me? I'm Dashtail!"

Dashtail was in the leaders den, again. His paws kneaded the ground as he waited tensely outside to be called in. Moments before he had been running through Thunderclan territory, the wind rushing through his black fur. All worries about leafbare had disappeared in those moments of glory. Caught up in the thrill of the run, Dashtail had crossed straight over the Shadowclan border. He stopped running because he no longer recognised the surrounding forest. Oh no! he realised with a jolt, I must have crossed the Shadowclan border! What will Hazelstar think of me? Just as he was about to wail out in despair from this whole new problem the black tom had heard a murmur of voices. But before he could enquire further, a furious yowl split the air, "DASHTAIL! [i]What[i], exactly, do you think you're doing?" Dashtail crouched low to the ground as he heard the cry of Dustfang, the clan deputy. "I-I..." He stammered, but Dustfang cut him off, spitting out each word separately, "Just. Get. Over. Here." Hanging his head in shame, Dashtail walked over to the deputy to await punishment.
In the leader's den, Hazelstar washed no time in launching into a lecture on how reckless it was to be running past the border, how Dashtail was a disgrace to Thunderclan and that he felt ashamed of him personally as well. Dashtail felt his pelt burn in embarrassment, but also a burning anger swelling inside him. What right did Hazelstar have to tell him what to do? Suddenly, Dashtail couldn't stand it any longer. He yowled at the top of his lungs, just as Hazelstar was telling him about how he could remember when they were kits and he had expected so much more of Dashtail, "MAYBE I DON'T WANT TO BE THE LEADERS BROTHER!" With that he ran, fury lending him strength, straight for the Shadowclan border and burst through a bush. Much to the surprise of the 2 cats on the otherside.

K, let's see what I can come up with.

Sabrefang

Eagleswipe

Rate those!

Mine are:

Longtail

Dustpelt

Greystripe

Scourge

I have to agree. Firestar is practically allergic to fighting, I like him in the first series (except from when he warns Windclan of the attack, just fight firestar!)

Note: oops, yer, I put the wrong name sorry! Also, I'm a male!

Turning to the cat beside Brownheart, Dashtail meowed, "Hey there! I'm Dashtail! What's your name?"

Dashtail dipped his head to the cat, "I'm honoured to meet you, Cheetahblaze." His gaze swept across the 2 cats, "What are you doing here? If my clan caught you..." The cat's worried mew trailed of.

"For your information, I heard voices and came to see what was happening. Your right next to the border!" His hackles were raised and his lips starting to peel back into a snarl...

Dashtail let his fur lie flat and stood up, dipping his head. "I'm sorry for the outburst, but you are near the border. Sheath your claws!" he had noticed both of the cat's claws slide out, "the border is just on the other side of that hedge, so please, if your going to moon over each other, do it further in your own terriority!" Dashtail had narrowed his blue eyes as he spoke. Glancing at the 2 cats, daring them to speak.

I haven't read all of them, but I know basically what happens in Omen of the stars cos of things like youtube, rpgs and all that stuff. I was kinda sad when he died but it was about time. He lost like, 15 lives or something rather than 9!

"Look, if you know what's good for you, leave." Dashtail's exasperated mew wasn't hostile, only concerned. I don't want to fight good cats, but I want to be loyal to my clan, they say the clan comes first, love and friends 2nd The black tom didn't know what to do, But I must obey the warrior code!with that, he launched himself at Cheetahblaze before he could react.

Wolfclaw jolted awake from his sleep, "Violetthorn?" he mumbled. The tom staggered onto his paws, exhausted. He wobbled over to the deputy, "Have you seen violetthorn?" the black tom gestured with his tail to the camp exit,
"I think she went out looking for herbs."
"Thanks" replied Wolfclaw hastily. He ran at full speed out of camp and into the forest. He couldn't quite put his paw on it, but something was wrong.

Finally, Wolfclaw burst into a small clearing, "Violetthorn! No!" he cried. He frantically started to lick her, tears falling from his eyes. "Hang in there!" He whimpered. Suddenly, he heard a hiss behind him, whirling round to face the attacker, he was shocked to see a snake in front of him. Unsheathing his claws, Wolfclaw swiped at the snake. But the snake darted forward, causing Wolfclaw to have to retreat slightly. The fight continued until Wolfclaw raised his bloodied paw and brung it down, slashing the snake in 2.

Wolfclaw screamed and dashed over to his beloved. He lay by her side and slowly drifted into an undisturbed sleep...

My eyelids open. I'm in a clearing full of cats, their fur glimmering with stars. "Starclan?" I can hardly speak.
"Welcome Wolfclaw," it seems as though they are all speaking at once
"A-am I dead?"
"Not yet."
"Is Violetthorn dead?" No one speaks, I let out a wail, where is she? Has she been punished for our love?
"W-where is she?" I ask
"She is hovering between life and death, only you can save her."
"How?" I'll do anything for her, no questions asked
"You must convince her to live."
"Doesn't she want to live?" I'm uncertain now.
"Of course she does, but she is to weak, give her strength..." The starry cats fade away
"How?" I wail, but now I'm waking up.
Wolfclaw starred around frantically, what should he do? He lay down beside Violetthorn and whispered in her ear, "Don't go Violetthorn, please. I can't live without you. We had the rest of our lives together, don't go now..."

"No!" Wolfclaw yowled into the sky, not caring who heard. All feelings or thoughts were replaced with that of pain, pain and hate. Hate for Starclan, how dare they take Violetthorn away from him. How dare they decree that medicine cats cannot take mates. He would never turn to the Warrior code again. All that mattered now was Violetthorn. Not the clan, and the warrior code could go and eat snails. The pained tom didn't feel hunger as he lay by his love for the rest of that day, or tiredness and as the sun began to set, he wondered if there was any hope left...

Duskpaw arched his back in a luxurious stretch. He parted his jaws in a yawn and looked around the den, everyone was sleeping. Except Eaglepaw, I wonder where he's got to, no sooner had the thought popped into his head, Eaglepaw looked into the den. Duskpaw leapt to his paws, "Hey, Eaglepaw!" he called "Want to go hunting with me?"

Dashtail spat out a few tufts of fur, "Fine!" he hissed, lashing his tail, but I-" he was cut of by the sound of a wail, like a kit. He spun round and leapt through the bushes to see a kit writhing in pain. "Blackkit!" he screeched, around his back leg was a tight loop of thin shimmering stuff. Turning back to Cheetahblaze and Brownheart his meowed frantically, "Please, I'm sorry for what I did, i had no right to challenge you. But don't let this kit die from my mistakes, help him, please!"

OOC: When you first join the roleplay, please first put in what your character looks like, if they are male or female, if they have a mate,their personality and any other information! For example, mine would be:

Name: Dashtail
Appearance: Slightly long furred black tom with piercing blue eyes. Only scars on stomach. Long claws.
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Personality: Loyal, good fighter, scared of water, scared of heights, friendly but obeys the warrior code strictly
Other Information: Father was a rogue, but no one else in the clan knows that (except his mother) and is clan deputy.

On with the story:

Dashtail was worried. The dawn patrol had just returned and told me that they had scented rogues on our territory. Usually we would just chase them out, but the patrol had only picked up a very slight -but fresh- scent without a trail. The scent was picked up, then just lost. The black tom pushed his way into the leader's den, "Duskstar?" he called, the golden she-cat pricked her ears and looked up, "yes?" she replied. Dashtail told her about what the patrols had found. His leader watched him with curiosity in her eyes, finally, when Dashtail had finished, she jumped onto highrock and called the clan together. She told them of what Dahtail had told her, at the end she asked me to take a patrol out to pick up the scent. I patiently stood in the clearing and waited for cats to come and ask me.

OOC: Ok, here's the rules: No medicine cats, elders, queens or kits. No one can be Duskstar. (who I just made up) You CAN be an apprentice, if either tell me who your mentor is (I don't mind having an apprentice).