Posts by silverscarlet

[justify]"Grav, I'm scared," Win said, shaking a little. "There's a new horse in Windclan, and he's a stallion. I'm a year old - I tried chasing him off, but he could kill me. I don't like him!" The blood bay cried, not daring to move a step in the direction in where he met the black horse. His eyes darted around, just to make sure that the other stallion wasn't approaching them.

[justify]"Thanks," he smiled weakly down at the leader, feeling her weight pressed against his ankle. "Stallions have a big rivalry over everything. Popularity, mares, territory. Shit, colts get kicked out of their herds." The blood bay frowned, thinking that if that Hotshot gained Windclan's trust and killed Winny, and nobody knew who it was... things wouldn't be good.

[justify]He nodded, standing outside of the forming circle and ready to bolt after them if he needed to. He could probably go for hours without stopping in a trot, and could cover a mile in a minute while cantering. No not literally, but he was ready to jump over the crowd of cats and send the Discordclanners flying; Winny was prepared to take a few PoWs.

[justify]"I think I met you earlier," the pregnant apprentice purred, padding over to the puppy and two other cats. Libertypaw looked at how each of them were probably happy, had good families and that sort. Her grandmother, Mottledstar, was dead, as well as her suspected grandfather Witchinghour who was also her mentor. The chocolate she cat's mother hadn't talked about her real father, who was actually Scorchstar, the leader of Thunderclan. Hell, she hadn't seen her parents in ages. The apprentice's mother, Desirekisses, was probably dead, and her father, Ryuk, was doing important assembly member stuff all the time. Finally, Savvypaw. The medicine cat apprentice of Darkclan. She was having litters with a cat from Blackheart, which was a major anti clan. Why couldn't her life still be fine from when she was a kitten? It was, by all means, absolutely perfect.

She sighed as she was flooded with the thoughts of these cats. "Montgomery, Aeonkit, right?" she would continue on and ask, quickly wiping away all traces of sadness from her face. "My name is Libertypaw, a preggy she cat." As soon as all memories of her family had faded, they have come back, along with a new face: Strawberrypaw, the other apprentice who had gotten her pregnant. She frowned and sighed again.

[justify]"I wanted it originally to be Libertypursuit," the chocolate and white apprentice mewed, "but I want to change it to match Witchinghour's suffix: Libertyhour. It would mean a lot to me." The pretty femme's spirit lifted up. At least she got wanting that off of her shoulders, and in the near future, wouldn't request a name change.

[justify]A smile was now on the horse's face. "Thanks, Crackerjaw," Winny said, and trotted off in pursuit of his home clan.

[justify]"Been better," he shrugged. The torbie flicked his tail and slowly waltzed into a walk into the sunlight. When he was there, the warrior slumped over in a heat and basked in the sun. He hadn't been swimming at all, but Pocketwatch, when a little sad - he would just lay down in the sun and tan. It felt amazing against his medium colored pelt, which absorbed some heat but didn't let in all of it.

[justify]Dreampaw sat there, not daring to move an inch, while everyone was spilling out their secrets. She didn't have a 'thing' for anyone, except her family members, whom she loved dearly. Even though that wasn't really a crush sort of thing. The cream tabby with tuxedo patterns shrugged it off eventually and continued sitting there. Oh, if only she could talk.

[justify]Retrospect abandoned his thoughs to stand up, trot over to Arabella and Aetherius, and finally to sit down in fron of his two daughters. "Starclan is what all of the clan cats believe in," the mate of Kairi started, but then ditched that. No, they were a clan as well. "I used to believe in Starclan, and sometimes I still do, thinking if my father is still up there." The seal sable shrugged in response to his own teachings. "Oh and, only the pro clkans believe in Starclan, however I think Boneclan is believing in the Star Forest right now, which is for cats both pro clan and anti clan alike."

[justify]The spirit of Enamelkit showed up, and he saw Javertpaw and Wingkit. He heard the word protect come from the medicine cat apprentice... but was quite confused. The dead kit - well, not dead, just kicked out of his body - wondered if Javertpaw had a thing for his lady, and if she had a thing for him... well, it's not like Enny had ever told Wingkit that he liked her. The son of Discord and Infinitepossibilties sat there quietly, staring at his crush hard. He knew that Wing could see him, however, Jav could not.

[justify]Dreampaw was lonely. Very, very lonely. The cream tabby she cat didn't think she would be so alone in her life. Earlier a bunch of cats were talking about their crushers, and it dawned on her that she did not have a crush. So the daughter of Gravelstar and Maikol would sit there silently, by the fresh kill pile, watching the passing cats talk. A skill that, sadly, she didn't have.

Not once in her life had she spoken a word. Dreamy was mute. Her siblings were lucky enough to live where cats could blab off to each other all day long about personal issues. The beautiful apprentice would then blink her copper eyes in attempt to search out a cat, any cat, who had a problem with them. Wether it was seeing, hearing, talking... the she cat wouldn't give two shits.

[justify]Libertypaw smiled as she saw the interesting actions of Bunnymundkit. "You alright there?" the apprentice asked, padding over to the son of Kitchensink and Scalepaw. The chocolate daughter of Ryuk and Desirekisses planted her butt on the ground next to him, watching him scratch the cricket off of his nose. She was laughing and trying to engage herself with the world now, instead of being hollow on the inside like Witchinghour had been when he lost Mottledstar.

[justify]Roosevelt had made a promise to Graystar about the menu thing that he was supposed to do, and so the bear did the only thing sensible. The brown mass of fur waded up to Cyanspectrum and planted his ass next to the deputy's, shaking the ground a little along with it. "Sorry it's such late notice, Cyan," the warrior would say, shaking his head, "but what's the menu for the bash? I still need to go out and hunt. I've been saving my energy up for days."

[justify]Libertypaw giggled at his stubborness. Looked like girls were the stronger ones after all. The chocolate apprentice sighed, looking at the kit. If only she were a human and had a video camera! That would have been absolutely amazing up to this point, but then again, she would have gotten mauled by the entire clan. Still, the video would have been the funniest thing in the world.

( asdf they need to be mates 8DD )

[justify]"Alright," he responded, "I'll be back by the time the sun sets." Maybe he could take down a whole herd, maybe just two or three, but that was the minimum. Roosevelt would sneak the corpses back in camp once he had one kill, and then trace the blood markings and go back for the others. Hell, this was going to be a busy night. He nodded goodbye to the deputy and trotted out of camp.

[justify]Libertypaw rolled her eyes. The pregnant she cat didn't like the annoying kits that ranted and cheered all day long. She liked the ones like Aeonkit and Bunnymundkit - they included themselves in the action, instead of staying on the sidelines. "You still got some green under your eye," she laughed, padding over to the son of Kitchensink and Scalepaw.

[justify]Libertypaw laughed a little. "Monty, you'll understand some day," she smirked to the dog. The daughter of Desirekisses and Ryuk put her paw around the pup, who could be bigger than her some day, and attempted to push her over. Maybe a little bit of play fight wasn't bad for her health. Or her kits.

[justify]Roosevelt sighed, looking back over his shoulder. He wanted to be a leader in a capture the stick game! He had wished that the night earlier he would have cought the prey. But he would hurry and hopefully be back in a few hours. The brown mass of fur soon disappeared into the exit of camp.

[justify]Roosevelt's massive paws compacted the snow on the ground to tiny molecules. Each pawstep contained six hundred pounds of sheer weight from the bear - he was trying to be as light footed as possible as he approached the herd, but he could only hope that he could bring down a few. The brown bear stalked forward and motioned for his hunting partner to go in search of other food.

[justify]( http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…2.msg42945562#msg42945562 )

Roosevelt nodded at his hunting partner. The bear didn't know that new warrior's name, and wouldprobably learn it on the journey for food. "My name is Roosevelt; what's yours?" he asked inquisitively, nodding one final last goodbye to the cats inside. "Oh yeah, and we should probably go if we want to get back down before the sun sets."