Posts by 9bluekity

ACCEPTED!!! That is the perfect cat!! Before we had one tom who hadn't been in the RP yet and we had no cave guards. Thank you!!! The link to the RP is somewhere on one of these posts. Thanks again.

Another shoulder, should add him in. Haven't thought of a name yet though. Hope the other shoulder space stays open.

Character Name: Pinetalon

Gender:tom

Alliance: (What Clan/ Tribe? Or a loner or kittypet?): Sapclan

Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): deputy

Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!):[img width=500 height=375]http://www.photostart.info/images/441_med.jpg[/img]

Personality: strong willed, persuasive, courageous, inquisitive, mysterious

History(Not needed; --CAUTION! To have joined Thunder, Shadow, River or Windclan from outside the clan they need to have done so at under 6 moons old! Note this on the bio if you choose to put in a history and go this route with it!):

Notes/Other:

Me, but if you want to, you can. I made her at the beginning-ish when we didn't have so many cats.

She was a loner and the father was a clan cat. She is expecting kits.

Dreamsong was suddenly awoke to a crackling noise. Dismissing it as just dry leaves she rolled over.

Stone lay on his snow drift, barely breathing from exhaustion, hunger and cold. He had lost the will to live. He breathed what he believed to be his last and sighed. If only he would just hurry up and die.

OOC: Wolf, please find stone soon, he is dying.

Stone coward at the feet of a muscular cat that smelled like the cats his mother had pointed out as tribe cats when she was alive. Chest heaving the only slightly pathetic words he could say were inspired by visious nursery tales. "Is it true you eat intruders?" He just managed to choke the few words out when he was overcome with a violent coughing fit.

Stone felt better once his biggest fear since kithood had been relieved. He lay back, too weak to do anything but wait. The she cat's long rythmic strokes revived him somewhat and he opened his eyes for a moment. The world seemed to stop turning as he as he awoke the sensation of peace.

The sensation of warmth and of being cared for was new to stone who much preffered it to his harsh past-life. He relaxed and stayed as still as he could though he was still shivering hard with a mixture of hunger and fatigue, not to mention the fact that he was partially coated in melting snow that seeped through his fur and started freezing his skin.

Nice!! How?

Stone felt himself being lifted by a she cat that snelled of earth and the sharp tang of herbs. She must be the medicine cat. He inffered. Letting himself be lifted with no complaint was easy as stone probably couldn't have uttered a cry or struggled anyway.

THANKS!! Will get one soon.

Stone groaned pain overcoming him once again. His parched lips opened in a silent plea for help, food, rest and water. Dreamsong came out of her den, sniffing the gentle breeze as she did so. "Well, what have we here?" she said, curious rather than cautious.

Super!!! RP will be starting soon. I love your bio!!!!!! Thanks.

for Birchclaw: The place of medicine cat is taken. Sorry, didn't add it in. Your bio is awesome, do you want any other position? Thank you and if you choose a different position you will definately be accepted. I'm sorry. :(

for sasha: Accepted!! Thanks for joining!!

It is filled now... By you!!! I will start RP very soon. Thanks!!

Glad you're happy!!!!! ;) :)

It is great when someone gets the position they want!! :P ;) Sorry I forgot to add you to the list earlier. I am going to do it right now. Thanks!

"Poor little scrap." Dreamsong said sympathetically. "He can stay until he is better and then we will decide what to do with him. Who knows? He may even join the tribe." Stone lapped at the sopping moss, listening as these unknown cats decided his future. He lay back down once he had lapped the moss dry and closed his weary eyes.

Stone drifted off to sleep, tail wrapped around his nose. Dreams of the recent past tormented him and he writhed in his makeshift nest. Coughs racked his body and his chest was so tight that he could barely breath. He thrashed around wildly, completely delirious, scattering the fresh moss.